After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 1041 Fighting
Sitting on the small chairs in the kitchen were three porcelain-like delicate and beautiful baby dolls.

Little Nezha, Little Yuanbao and Little Squirrel.

Although they are all sitting there, their sitting postures and expressions are completely different.

Little Nezha sat upright, with a lazy look on his face, but his back was very straight. This was done by his uncle little by little. Little Yuanbao, on the other hand, was very casual, with his thin ankles resting on his shoulders. On his knees, his little hand rested on the other knee, holding his chin.

The little squirrel's legs are so short that it can't even reach the ground when sitting on a chair, so it's dangling.

"Stop shaking your legs, keep your back straight!"

Little Nezha shouted loudly, causing Little Squirrel and Little Yuanbao to straighten their bodies and stop moving.The little monkey was making desserts for them and laughed when he saw it.

His body went stiff before Yuan Bao reacted and glanced at Little Nezha.

"Then what are you doing loudly? Who are you trying to scare?"

Little Nezha glanced back with a clear look in his eyes: I'm just scaring you, so what?

Yuanbao is not as afraid of Nezha as little squirrel.

He snorted softly, "I'm not your brother, please don't mind me."

Little Nezha looked at him lightly.

"From a father's point of view, you were born later than me and are my younger brothers; from a mother's point of view, Sister Yin calls my mother aunt, you are my nephew and I am your uncle."

"..."

Seniority is Yuanbao's flaw.

Leng Buding was poked by Little Nezha. Yuanbao's face suddenly turned red, and he immediately retorted with a pinched neck: "I'm still your father!"

Little Nezha narrowed his eyes, "If you say it again, do you believe I will slap you?"

"You slap me? I'm still whipping you. Come on, come on..."

Yuan Bao pushed his little watermelon head against Little Nezha's chest, provoking him like a bull. Little Nezha raised his hand, but had nowhere to start. He pushed his head and said, "Get out of the way!"

"hey-hey."

Yuan Bao bared his teeth and smiled at him again, "I knew you were reluctant to slap me."

Little Nezha hummed, "I'm afraid the beating will hurt my hand."

The two little guys were bickering, and the little squirrel was watching the fun.

At this time, he admired Yuan Bao very much. How dare he quarrel with his brother? He didn't dare to quarrel with his brother, and he didn't dare to talk back. His brother was scary when he was angry.

"Okay, don't be poor."

The little monkey stopped at the right time and said, "Come and eat, one bowl per person."

Little Nezha and Little Yuanbao obediently moved the chairs to the coffee table, while the little squirrel was hugged by the little monkey with the chair, squealing happily.

The three little ones each had a bowl of ginger and milk, and they ate happily.

Next to it is a plate of strawberry daifuku and several dorayaki, all made by the little monkey. Little Yuanbao often asks his parents to bring him to his godfather and godmother's place. If he is greedy for this kind of food, the monkey brother will make many more. Sometimes, if you are lucky, you can eat snacks made by your godmother. Yuan Bao thinks that little Nezha and the little squirrel are so happy!

They also have a cook at home, but his mother doesn't let him eat too many sweets. Sometimes his father will take him out to secretly eat ice cream and cream cakes, but his mother will catch him every time. At most, his mother will criticize him, but his father will not let him eat too many sweets. Crap.

Every time Fu Yu was punished by his wife, he would pitifully tell his son, "Yuanbao, your mother bullied me, look at how she pinched me, it hurt me to death!"

"I'll give it to daddy."

Yuan Bao sat on his father's belly, puffed out his cheeks and blew him hard twice, and then said: "A grown man has rough skin and thick flesh, so don't be afraid. When are we going to eat again?"

After a three-second pause, Fu Yu roared. "You brat, can you feel sorry for your father?"

Is it easy for him.

"Brother Monkey, the ginger and milk you made are amazing! It's so delicious!"

Little Yuanbao repeatedly gave thumbs up to the little monkey, "I applied for one bowl every day, no, two bowls! If only I could soak in it every day."

The little monkey couldn't help laughing when he saw the yearning look on his face. He knew that Yuanbao and Sister Yin both liked the taste of ginger. "If you like it, I will make it for you every day."

"Great! I love you so much, Brother Monkey!"

Little Yuanbao has a beautiful mouth, which is sweeter than Fu Yu and Su Yin combined. He loves this and that every day, as if there is nothing in the world that he doesn't love.

Fraternity is tantamount to sentimentality, and when he grows up he is also a playboy.

"Brother, don't spoil him."

Little Nezha slowly finished a bowl of ginger milk. When he met little Yuanbao's unconvinced eyes, he said calmly: "Let's have a fight. Only if we win can you eat."

Yuan Bao is fearless, and they always have a fight every time they meet.

"Just fight, who is afraid of who!"

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Fu Yu is like a big clingy dog ​​now. He will panic when he can't see his wife and children for a while, "No more chatting, I have to see Yinyin and Xiao Yezi!"

Yu Jinwen looked at him running out in a panic, and couldn't help but think that he was talking to someone who was willing to chat with you.

When the two went out, they happened to see Little Nezha and Little Yuanbao fighting in the yard. The little monkey and the little squirrel were watching the fight. Little Nezha and Little Yuanbao had been fighting for a while. The yard was muddy and the soil was soft. They fell down. It won't hurt too much.

The two little guys were fighting like a bullfight, their arms were twisted, their legs were tangled together, their feet were touching each other's chin, their foreheads and faces were covered with sweat, and neither of them gave up.

Seeing Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu come out, the little monkey and the little squirrel were still a little nervous and quickly called for help. Little Nezha and little Yuanbao did not let go because of the arrival of their fathers. They still held back their strength. Little Yuanbao's face turned red. "Dad, we are fighting."

"Fight, fight."

Fu Yu didn't take it seriously at all and only said, "Don't slap her in the face. A bruised face will not look good. If you get disfigured, you won't be able to marry a beautiful wife."

Little Yuanbao: "I have the order!"

As soon as these two little guys met, they had to test each other's skills, and Yu Jinwen was already used to it. "Be careful, don't be too dark with your moves, and don't get hurt."

Xiao Yuanbao responded again, "I know, godfather, we are just practicing!"

Little Nezha tensed up and said nothing.

Yu Jinwen glanced at little Nezha. He held his head high and tightened the corners of his mouth. His stubborn look reminded him of himself when he was a child, and the corners of his lips moved slightly.

In some ways, my son is really like him.

He walked over and felt his father approaching. Little Nezha glanced at him warily. Yu Jinwen raised his foot and lightly kicked his little buttocks and said: "Fight well. If you win, I will take you to find your father." Uncle wants a reward."

When little Nezha heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He turned over the little Yuanbao with almost a twist, laid it down, and ate a mouthful of dirt.

"Bah bah bah..."

Yuan Bao lay on the ground and screamed angrily, "Godfather, you are so shameless!"

Little Nezha reached out and picked him up, "It doesn't count just now, come again."

He is in a good mood.

Mr. Lao Yugan finally knew who his biological son was.

(End of this chapter)