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6316 - Arrival of Zuo's father and son

6316 - Arrival of Zuo's father and son
Yang Ruoqing also covered her mouth and smiled with crooked eyebrows, this father can't even outrun her son, the boy is really thriving.

"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave. Brother Zuo, you can't outrun Jingling, and I am the same. There are many things that my daughter is no match for. Hey, then let them go. Please, Brother Zuo, let's catch up on the old days."

……

In the backyard, in Luo Baobao's boudoir.

Although it is said to be a girl's boudoir, it doesn't look like a boudoir at all.

Why?

Because all the things hanging on the walls and on the shelves are weapons.

Unlike the bookshelves on the entire wall in Chen'er's room, Luo Baobao also has books, but more of them are all kinds of small toys she collected.

Plush toys were my favorite before I was six years old. Recently, apart from my favorite swords, I have become obsessed with wood carvings.

She showed Zuo Jingling around as if offering a treasure, then raised the corners of her lips and said to him: "Jingling, take whatever you like, and I will give it to you, sister."

Zuo Jingling's clear eyes blinked, glanced around the top of the Duobao Pavilion and then retracted, and his gaze fell on the first velvet twist button of the light yellow right lapel double-breasted small bijia worn by Luo Baobao.

Then he reached out and pointed to the button.

Luo Baobao looked at his fingers, pointed to his button and asked him in surprise, "You... don't you want this button?"

Luo Baobao felt that he must have misunderstood what he meant. How could a button be given as a gift in this world?

Zuo Jingling nodded firmly.

"Ah? Really want it? I thought you were joking!" Now, Luo Baobao was even more surprised.

Zuo Jingling looked at her, his pure and clear eyes like a deer were full of anticipation, seeing that she didn't seem to make any move, his pupils trembled slightly, anxiety and loss slowly permeated like rain and mist.

"I can give you buttons!"

The heavenly voice reached his ears, and his eyes instantly brightened again, looking at her expectantly.

But she gave a malicious smile on purpose, and leaned closer to him: "However, you have to tell sister first, what do you want this button for?"

Perhaps, through this button, Jing Ling's speaking potential can be stimulated?Luo Baobao thought secretly.

In front of him, the young boy who was as white as spring and snow was biting his pink lips lightly, his cheeks that could be broken by blows were red again.

He stubbornly stared at her first button, clenched his small fists with his hands hanging by his sides, and stubbornly refused to speak.

Luo Baobao was defeated.

"Okay, okay, I won't embarrass you. If you don't say it, don't say it. Come on, give you the button."

Luo Baobao quickly tore off the button, grabbed Jing Ling's small fist and spread it out, and put the button into his beautifully textured palm.

"This is the button my sister gave you, you have to keep it."

Zuo Jingling nodded, bent his fingers, and firmly grasped the button.

Luo Baobao patted Zuo Jingling's head, it felt so good.

No wonder my brother and uncle like to touch my head, um, I have to take advantage of Jingling's stature to be shorter than me, so hurry up and touch him more, otherwise I won't be able to touch him when he grows up in the future.

Luo Baobao led Jing Ling around the room again, and Wang Cuilian came over, holding a bowl of tea in his hand.

She greeted with a smile as she entered the door: "Jing Ling, have some tea!"

Zuo Jingling looked at Wang Cuilian respectfully, the corners of his lips raised slightly, as if expressing his gratitude to her.

"Grandma, just give me tea."

Luo Baobao took the tea bowl and put it on the desk.

Wang Cuilian looked at the two children and nodded with a smile: "Dinner will be served in a while, your mother asked me to come and let me know."

"Well, I see, Jing Ling and I will be there in a while."

After Wang Cuilian left, Luo Baobao talked to Jingling for a while, but she was the one who was actually talking, and Jingling listened quietly most of the time, occasionally showing a faint smile.

"Jing Ling, you look so pretty when you smile. I always thought my elder brother Chen'er was the most beautiful person in the world. You can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, really."

Looking at the smiling Jing Ling, Luo Baobao muttered, "It's a pity that Jing Ling doesn't like to smile most of the time.

Especially in places with many people, the little faces are tense.

Jing Ling looked at Luo Baobao tenderly, as if thinking about her words.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's go to the front yard for dinner!"

Luo Baobao came back to his senses and took Jing Ling's hand.

Jing Ling took his hand back.

Luo Baobao was stunned for a moment, thinking that Jing Ling had grown up by two years, so I'm sorry to let her take it?
Even if he's two years older, he's still a nine-year-old brat, so what's there to be ashamed of?

Jing Ling took out a polished and smooth bracelet from his arms and handed it to her.

"For me?"

Jing Ling nodded.

The moment Luo Baobao took the bracelet, he found that the bracelet was very light and light.

At first, she thought it was a dark red jade bracelet, but now she held it in her hand and realized that the material was not jade at all, but a wooden material like a branch or dried vine.

The dark red color of the bracelet is as dazzling as precipitated chicken blood. It feels round and smooth, with an indescribable texture, warm and warm, very comfortable. It smells faintly, like a heavy summer rain. Afterwards, the mountains and fields are refreshing.

The end of the bracelet is inlaid with two pieces of gold as thin as cicada's wings, with hollow patterns on them.

On the inner side of the bracelet, there are four eye-catching small scripts with hairpin flowers engraved: Worry-free for a lifetime.

"Worriless? Haha, my name is Luo Wuyou!"

Luo Baobao smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and the surprise was beyond words.

"Jing Ling, you bought this bracelet for me, didn't you? Did you get the words engraved on it?" She put the table on her hand and found that the size was just right, as if someone had measured her wrist Like coming out.

Jing Ling shook his head, turned around and picked up the brush on the desk and wrote a few words for her to read.

"Huh? So you made this bracelet? No wonder, you are so amazing, Jingling!"

Luo Baobao was even more surprised now.

The gift bought with money from outside has a completely different meaning from the gift he made himself.

"What material is this bracelet made of?" Luo Baobao asked curiously.

Jing Ling smiled, but didn't start writing.

"Looks like dried vines? It looks like wood..." Luo Baobao guessed by himself, Jing Ling just laughed, and didn't give any hints.

In the end, Luo Baobao didn't bother to guess anymore, no matter what material it was made of, as long as it was Jing Ling's heart, she would like it.

"I will cherish this bracelet. I will wear it no matter where I go, even if I go to the military camp or go to the battlefield."

Hearing her promise, Jing Ling smiled happily and nodded vigorously.

In the backyard, two children are exchanging gifts, enjoying the joy of giving and receiving.

In the main room in the front yard, Yang Ruoqing was also having a hearty chat with Zuo Junmo.

(End of this chapter)

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