Chapter 12 Zhang Xiaolang who can talk

Even after hearing this news, Minghua's expression was not much of a stir.

She poured a glass of wine on her own, drank it in one sip, and waited for me to continue talking.

Yan Shimin was a little surprised and said, "Really?"

I nodded, and looked very shocked when I saw Linglong and others' expressions. I smiled bitterly at Ming Dangyang and said, "Maybe you knew it a long time ago?" I didn't expect that Xiao Ming was better at your skills. Then Qin Wuyang actually had the right Tong, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ming Dangyang's mouth sterned: "Why do you want to tell you?"

I spread my hands: "You have no brains, you can do whatever you want."

Ming Dangyang sighed softly, slowly got up, walked out of the cave with his hands behind his back: "After you finish eating, come to the conference hall to find me Zhang Lang, you go back and see Haoyue, she is sick."

After saying that, Ming Dangyang had already walked out of the cave.

Xiao Yueyue is sick?

I hurriedly asked Linglong: "What's going on?"

Linglong also sighed: "She couldn't get sick when she came back and was looking forward to you coming back from the rainbow waterfall all day long!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" I hurriedly took a sip of wine and ran out of the cave.

Tuoba Ling shouted, "Do you want me to see her?"

I responded, "Come over after you finish your meal!"

I ran down the mountain quickly, and I still remember the residence arranged by Ming Dangyang for Linglong and Xiao Yueyue, so I went out through a small gate in the village and walked through a jungle.

When I heard the news that Xiao Yueyue was sick, I was very anxious and my feet were fast. After a while, I had already walked out of the jungle and came outside the cave.

I gasped and slowly walked into the cave.

The small bridge, stream, and houses are still there, and the gurgling sound of water sets off the tranquility here, and I didn't hear the crying of Zhang Xiaolang and Cen Xiaoyue.

Taking a deep breath, I quickly walked across the bridge and came outside Cen Haoyue's wooden house.

At this time, the door of the wooden hut was half-closed. I was about to walk in when suddenly a small figure was picked out from inside and shouted, "Who is it?"

The voice was tender and the pronunciation was unclear. I was shocked when I saw the small figure.

Zhang Xiaolang!

Yes, how long has it been before Zhang Xiaolang could speak?

Is this awesome growth?

I saw Zhang Xiaolang wearing a pair of shorts, more than half a meter tall, with two chubby hands on his waist, and his tender face was actually a little serious.

I raised my hand and gently knocked Zhang Xiaolang's head, and cursed with a smile: "Little bastard, I am your father!"

As I smiled, I had already burst into tears. I was delighted. This feeling of being a father is really so happy.

Zhang Xiaolang still put his waist on his waist, his eyes bent, and he laughed loudly, shouting in a childish voice: "Dad, Dad!"

I picked up Zhang Xiaolang and walked into the cabin. I saw Cen Haoyue's face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was covered with a quilt. Cen Xiaoyue was sitting on the pillow, and Cen Haoyue's head was quietly watching me walk in.

"Xiaoyue Xiaoyueyue" I call them the names of their mother and daughter.

Cen Xiaoyue waved to me and shouted tenderly: "Dad"

I couldn't help it, my eyes were wet, and I walked over with my arms, and also picked up Cen Xiaoyue with my other hand, and sat by the bed: "I'm so happy with the two little bastards."

I put them on the bed and looked at Cen Haoyue, who was unconscious, and felt aching in my heart. Why did Cen Haoyue become like this?

I remember when I left some time ago, why did I suddenly get sick?

I lifted the quilt, leaned against Cen Haoyue, stroked her cheek with one hand, and whispered: "Xiao Yueyue?"

Cen Haoyue closed her eyes, but slowly laughed: "I heard your voice, you bad guy!"

When I heard Cen Haoyue’s words, I hurriedly sat up. Cen Haoyue slowly opened her eyes and looked at me blankly: “Have you found the rainbow flower?”

Seeing Cen Haoyue’s appearance, my heart hurt even more. I nodded and squeezed out a smile: “Finished”

Cen Haoyue sighed: "That's great, so good."

Her tone was low, like a person who was dying.

"My fool, why did you become like this? What did you give birth?" My voice trembled a little.

Cen Haoyue shook her head gently: "If you don't know, you feel so uncomfortable in your chest."

Her tears slowly burst out from her cheeks: "Zhang Lang, am I going to die?"

"No, no, absolutely not." I wiped my tears and smiled, "You wait, I'll call Ling'er."

I had just gotten up, and Cen Haoyue grabbed my wrist. Although I was weak, I still stopped.

Cen Haoyue shook her head: "Sister Linglong can't cure me, and Ling'er can't help Zhang Lang, I'm really dying."

I scolded, "You fart!"

Really, I can't figure it out. Cen Haoyue was so energetic some time ago. Even if she had a terminal illness, it would take some time to become like this now, right?

Why can't you afford to get sick?

Zhang Xiaolang stared at me: "Dad, you fart too!"

I scolded, "You little bastard, you sang against your dad at such a young age!"

Zhang Xiaolang laughed again. He wanted to beat him up, but seeing him as such a cute look, he couldn't do it anymore.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Your mother is so sick, can you still laugh?"

But Zhang Xiaolang suddenly said: "Dad, mom is talking nonsense, she won't die."

"Yes, she's there"

I was halfway through my words, and Zhang Xiaolang said again: "She will live in seclusion with Aunt Linglong in the future."

"What?" I frowned and paused in my heart. How could the little Zhang Xiaolang say this?

Looking at Zhang Xiaolang, who is less than two years old in front of me, I feel a very subtle feeling in my heart. I always feel that his mind is completely inconsistent with his age.

Zhang Xiaolang crawled directly into Cen Haoyue's quilt, hugged Cen Haoyue's neck, and pressed his face against Cen Haoyue's face, and smiled and said, "I saw it, because I saw it."

"What have you seen?"

At this time, Zhang Xiaolang frowned frequently and couldn't tell what was wrong.

Cen Haoyue slowly raised her hand, stroked it gently on Zhang Xiaolang's head, and sighed: "I feel that this kid will definitely be very restless in the future."

Zhang Xiaolang actually laughed after hearing Cen Haoyue's words.

I took a deep breath and said, "You are still waiting here, I'll go find Ling'er."

"I'm here!" At this time, Tuoba Ling's voice appeared at the door.

I turned my head and saw Tuoba Ling and Linglong slowly walking in from outside.
Chapter completed!