Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 558 Learning from the Scriptures (ask for a monthly pass~)

Sweat gradually began to break out from the foreheads of everyone.

Little Fubao, who was still very lively at first, also began to feel a little labored, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

After a while, the five cubs in front stopped.

Song Nanchen clapped his hands behind and laughed, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Have you run out of strength after walking for a while? There's still a long way to go to the top of our target mountain. Hurry up and start walking."

"Dad, I'm so tired." Song Shengsheng couldn't move anymore, so he simply sat down on the stairs.

Xiao Fubao was indeed a little tired, but not to the point where he couldn't walk.

Seeing that Song Shengsheng couldn't move anymore, Xiao Fubao looked around, then suddenly climbed up a few stairs, squatted down, and picked up a wooden stick from the grass beside him.

Then he ran down and handed it to Song Shengsheng: "Little padded jacket, if you can't walk, you can hold this, it will be easier to walk with this support."

"Really? Then I'll give it a try." Song Shengsheng stood up again, holding a wooden stick and continuing to walk up with the troops.

Song Nanchen looked at Xiao Fubao who made Song Shengsheng stand up again obediently and walked up the mountain with only a wooden stick and a word.

He felt that he should learn from Xiao Fubao.

He felt that Song Shengsheng seemed to listen to Xiao Fubao's words more than she listened to his own.

When she is in a good mood, she listens to her own words, and when she is in a bad mood, she has to coax her for a long time.

Fortunately, both of them are more patient.

"It seems that I have really learned from Xiao Fubao. I feel that the little padded jacket sounds good to Xiao Fubao. As a father, I have failed too much." Song Nanchen shook his head helplessly.

Walking behind, Ji Chunyan asked suddenly: "Is your family willing to promise her anything as long as the little padded jacket cries?"

Song Nanchen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Liu Yanyue and nodded: "Indeed. My parents always wear little padded jackets like this, because before we only focused on work, we sent the little padded jackets to her grandparents. "

"No wonder." Ji Chunyan suddenly realized, "That's why she thinks crying is useful."

"Huh? How do you say it?"

"It's like our Zhaoxi was a skinny type of child when he was a child, and he was also a crybaby at the beginning."

The corner of Lu Zhaoxi's mouth twitched when his mother suddenly exposed his black history.

Mom, can you stop talking about my childhood in front of the camera?
Am I being embarrassed?
[What what?Was Lu Zhaoxi a crybaby when he was a child?real or fake?It's unimaginable that a man who is so cold and cold now turned out to be a crybaby when he was a child! 】

【Pass it on!Pass it on!Lu Zhaoxi's mother said that Lu Zhaoxi was a crybaby when he was a child! 】

【Ha ha ha ha!Every mother will not save face for her children in front of others!In the same world, the same mother likes to talk about the black history of her children! 】

When Sang Wanzhou heard it, he said in a strange way: "Oh~ so it turns out that someone was a crybaby when he was young. It's really surprising."

Lu Zhaoxi: "..." Get lost.

Ji Chunyan didn't hear the yin and yang in Sang Haozhou's tone, and echoed: "Yes, yes, our family Zhaoxi liked to cry whenever something happened when he was a child, and I didn't buy anything for him. It’s also crying, but it’s a headache.”

"But at that time, I let him cry by himself, and I stood by and watched him, and when he was tired from crying, he would naturally stop."

(End of this chapter)