Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 237 Brother Chenggan, you are talking about Xiaocao again

It wasn't until Xingxing turned over and over again that Li Chengqian took the small bamboo stick away and took Pang Dundun to wash his paws and have breakfast.

Li Chengqian is now almost like half the son of the Song family, especially Xingxing. Sometimes Jiang Wan feels that he is superfluous. Li Chengqian has already considered many things that only adults can consider.

For example, right now, her little boy is poking around in the bowl with a silver needle.

Mrs. Song tried hard to control her mouth and prevent herself from screaming.

"Yes, people must be vigilant." The little fox Song Jichen nodded in agreement: "Cheng Qian, where did you buy this silver needle? Give me one someday."

Li Chengqian was too lazy to pay attention to him, so why did he give it away? ?Shouldn't it be a buy?
This picky man.

Xingxing poked around the food around him and then, satisfied, he stuck his little head into the rice bowl.

Halfway through eating, she suddenly raised her little head, wiping the rice from the corner of her mouth, and asked Li Chengqian doubtfully: "Brother Chengqian, what if... what if we eat outside? While eating, There are many people, why don’t you take out the silver needle?”

"You don't have to go out to eat anymore." Li Chengqian said straightforwardly.

Xingxing, who was very obsessed with eating, said: "..." He was about to burst into tears.

Here, Xuanxuan, who had just finished sucking the rice porridge, immediately patted his small chest and said, "Don't be afraid, wake up. I'll go eat it and bring it back to you!"

Mrs. Song held her forehead, she was a silly child, who would let you, a big eater, eat and take the food at the banquet? ?Because the children of the Song family are better eaters, few people in the village invite them to dinner now. They would rather not invite them than lose money... After all, these two babies are really good eaters.

"Is Song Weiguo here?" The family was eating when Tang Lizheng's distinctive voice came from outside.

"What's going on?" Mrs. Song gave Xingxing another small sweet potato, then got up and opened the door.

Outside the courtyard gate, Tang Lizheng's face was unusually serious and serious. He glanced at Mrs. Song, handed her the thick rice paper book in his hand, and brought in the brush and inkstone on the ground: "Let's write. "

Mrs. Song was still confused: "What are you writing??"

"Write down the names of your children." Tang Lizheng said.Mrs. Song was not very good at writing, so she hurriedly called Song Jichen over.

Tang Lizheng glanced towards their yard and vaguely saw Li Chengqian's people there. He laughed and said to Song Jichen: "Write down that boy from the Li family too. Your family has really found a son-in-law." ??”

Song Jichen said nothing.

Li Chengqian, on the other hand, moved his mouth slightly.

Xingxing's furry little head immediately came to him, stretched out her paws and gestured to him: "Brother Chenggan, you are talking about Xiaocao again."

Li Chengqian: "..." Damn it.

"Li Zheng, why are we counting this?" Mrs. Song asked Tang Lizheng in confusion.

"I don't know either." Tang Lizheng looked a little serious: "This is an order from above. It is very urgent. I heard that it was issued by the prefect. It is very important."

"Okay." Seeing this, Mrs. Song didn't ask any more questions.

It wasn't until he left that Song Weiguo looked away. He lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

One day later, when Jiang Wan was about to take Xingxing to take a bath, Song Weiguo stopped the mother and daughter.

"Dad, what is this?" Seeing Song Weiguo handing Jiang Wan a piece of incense, Xingxing asked happily, standing on tiptoe.

Jiang Wan took the small piece without saying a word, but put it on Xingxing's nose.

This smell... Xingxing almost fainted from the smoke...

(End of this chapter)