"Xiao Letong, I warn you again. There are many tourists now, and you can't walk around by yourself." In the Xiao family, Xiao Lingyu taught his son a lesson very seriously, "It's too dangerous for you to walk around by yourself!"

When Xiao Letong raised his head and was about to defend himself, Xiao Lingyu interrupted him and said, "Don't say that you are an extremely smart and smart genius, no one can abduct you.

I tell you, no matter how genius you are, you can't change your state of being Xiao Dou Ding. So, you either follow me honestly or follow grandpa and the others."

Xiaodou Ding Xiao Letong, “…”

"Also, I'll make another statement, if I find out you'll just go away alone, hum..." Xiao Lingyu sneered, "Just wait for mommy to celebrate your birthday!"

Seeing the mum's smile on the corner of my mouth, Xiao Letong's body shook.

He shook his head violently like a rattle and promised to his mother, "No, no, mommy, I promise not to run around alone."

"This is almost the same!" Xiao Lingyu asked suspiciously, "Are you really that obedient?"

Xiao Letong had a helpless expression and asked, "Mommy, can't you trust your son yet? Do you have to swear by me and you must believe it?"

Xiao Lingyu, “…”

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Who is this child's temperament? It's so lively.

Could it be that Tianhao was like this when he was a child? That's impossible?

If it was like her, it would be even more impossible.

She heard from her mother that she was so well-behaved when she was a child.

Could it be that it was inherited from generation to generation, and it was inherited from Gong Tianhao's father, her father-in-law whom she had never met before?

Xiao Lingyu was not sure.

Xiao Letong then said like a little adult, "Then mommy, tell me, what do you want to do to believe me?"

Xiao Lingyu's eyes rolled, touched his chin, and said with a smile, "Then like this, you will follow me directly, and I will believe you!"

Xiao Letong was stunned, "No?"

I have been following my mother forever, how can I have the chance to sneak out?

Xiao Letong looked at his mother's smile-like expression, and his white and tender face was suddenly frustrated, and then he bargained,

"Let's do this, mommy, I'll follow my uncle Xiaohui, okay?" Following Xiao Xiaohui, it's best to escape and play.

Following directly by the adults is the worst.

"Not good!" Xiao Lingyu directly rejected, "As long as you and Uncle Xiaohui are by your side, your Uncle Xiaohui is not watching, and you run away again. Would you let your Uncle Xiaohui put down those tourists and turn to find you?"

Xiao Letong, “…”

"So, you're better off these days. Otherwise, you'll go back to your room and write big words with Xiao Ling."

Xiao Lingyu said seriously, "Xiao Ling is a little lonely in the space these days. She just let him out and write big words with you. Oh, I think this idea is very good!"

Xiao Letong "..."

Then, he had no room for resistance and was thrown into the room by his mother to write with the idiot spirit.

At Xiao Letong's own request, the Xiao family had already had a separate room.

He thinks he has grown up and become sensible, and needs to have his own private space.

The Xiao family has no objection.

So he directly arranged a children's room for him.

Because they are boys, the room is mainly blue-green tones that boys like.

The small children's bed, the walls are painted with big trees and plants and a giraffe, the ground is covered with various colors of childlike foam, and there is also a small blue desk in the room.

"Little master, why do I have to write big words with you as soon as I come out!" Xiao Ling, who looked three years old, wrinkled his little face into a bun.

Almost two years have passed, Xiao Ling is still the same as before, she hasn't grown any more, but she has become much thinner.

If he wants to grow, it will require energy, and this energy will be difficult to replenish for a while.

Besides, Xiao Letong practiced in the space and used a lot of spiritual energy in the space, and he changed from a big fat man to a little fat man.

Just because Xiao Ling didn't grow up, Xiao Lingyu never dared to release Xiao Ling.

If you want to let go, you will also secretly let him play with Xiao Letong. In fact, more often they just accompany Xiao Letong to write big characters.

Xiao Ling doesn't like writing big characters very much.

But every time I am released, I have to write big characters with me.

Xiao Letong held a small pencil and saw the big characters on the table, and said helplessly.

"I don't want to write big characters either. But you don't know that my mother has arrested me so hard. As long as I want to go out alone, she will let me practice big characters."

Xiao Ling frowned and said in confusion, "But why do you want to sneak out alone every time?"

Xiao Letong said, "Do you think I want it. But the whole village, whether it is adults or children, is too busy. No one has time to play with me.

As for those little kids who are still running noses, then forget it, they are too unhygienic. When I see them dirty, I feel disgusted. How can I play with them?"

After all, he is an old naughty boy who has lived for thousands of years.

Although he tried hard to play everything at this age, he still couldn't help it and couldn't help it.

Xiao Ling also held a pencil in his hand, sitting at the table, facing the big characters posted on the characters, and tracing them horizontally and side by side.

Xiao Ling looked at the pencil in his hand, frowned and said, "It's obvious that the brush is better, why do you still have to practice pencils?"

He obviously knows how to write brushes, and his brush calligraphy is very good and very good at teaching.

Xiao Letong also looked at the pencil and copybook and said, "If you don't talk about you, my brush is also well written. Is it good? I have been writing for thousands of years, but I still have to practice it again with a pencil."

Xiao Ling thought for a while and said, "Little Master, why don't you show off with the master directly? When the master knows that you are very powerful, she will feel assured that you will go out to play alone."

After hearing this, Xiao Letong looked at Xiao Ling, who was ignorant of the world, shook his head and said, "No, I can't say this."

Xiao Ling asked inexplicably, "Why is this?"

"You don't understand this!" Xiao Letong did not answer Xiao Ling, and then wrote big words very seriously.

Xiao Ling didn't understand human feelings at all.

From knowing that my mother was a person who was reborn and seeing everything she did, he realized that her mother wanted to make up for her debts to him in her previous life, and wanted to double the love she owed him in her previous life.

And he has never been loved by his parents in two lives, and he wants to enjoy it in this life.

Therefore, he still followed the order of human growth and enjoyed such family happiness.

As the spirit of the weapon, Xiao Ling didn't understand the joy of family love.

Xiao Ling was not struggling with whether he understood or not.

Listening to the lively scene outside, he blinked his eyes and said with longing, "It seems that there are many people outside, I really want to go and see it!"

Xiao Letong wrote every stroke. He looked at Xiao Ling and saw the hopeful expression he looked out of the door. He thought for a while and said,

"Xiao Ling, you can bear it anymore. After a while, I will find a way to let you go out and play!"

Xiao Ling's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said happily, "Yes, okay!"

He trusted Xiao Letong.

Because, since the first time we met, when Xiao Letong showed his abilities, he obeyed him from the bottom of his heart.

Usually in the space, Xiao Letong seems to be threatening and instructing him, but in fact, he treats him very well and cares about him very much.

After chatting for a while, the two little Doudings wrote very seriously.

One hundred words a day, one hundred words a day is different.

The words written from simple to traditional!

However, neither of them is real children, and there is no problem with writing these words.

But their bone age is still young after all. They write a hundred words, and each word is hundreds of times, and in a day, there are only tens of thousands of words.

If two or three-year-old children write ten thousand words a day, their hands will hurt.

Halfway through writing, both of them put down their pens, shook their arms, and started chatting about gossip again.

Suddenly, Xiao Letong asked Xiao Ling, "Xiao Ling, how about you, I'll find another husband for my mother?"

"..." Xiao Ling said speechlessly, "Little Master, have you forgotten that you are a person with a father?"

Xiao Letong held his cheek and said, "My father has been almost two years now and hasn't woken up yet."

"The male owner suffered such a serious injury in his head. Even if the spiritual spring water is repaired, it will take a certain amount of time?" Xiao Ling explained, "By the time, the male owner is about to wake up, right?"

"It's useless to wake up!" Xiao Letong said, "He must remember my mother when he wakes up. If he wakes up, he can't remember my mother, haha, let's see if I don't find another husband for my mother."

Xiao Ling, “…” Why does the little master want to be his step-son?

Xiao Letong said, "If Gong Tianhao wakes up and doesn't remember his mother and me, how sad he will be."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "So, before my mother is sad, the best way is to let her fall in love with her. When her mother falls in love with another man, even if Gong Tianhao loses his memory and doesn't remember her at all, it doesn't matter."

"Yes, I think this is a good idea!"

"..." Xiao Ling was silent for a moment and asked, "Little Master, aren't you afraid that your master will seek death?"

Even if the master doesn't beat him, the male owner will beat him to death after he wakes up, right?
Chapter completed!