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

Chapter 452 Two pickle jars, one for grandma and one for me

Half a quarter of an hour later, everything in the small private room had been packed away. Mr. Sheng took a sip of tea with great interest, and then looked at the three members of the Song family opposite.

"Song Weiguo, what are you betting on me today? I think your two children are good." Mr. Sheng clicked his tongue and raised his white eyebrows: "Your son will be my guard, but as for your fat girl, Well... come to our house to be a foot-washing girl."

Before Song Weiguo said anything, Xingxing already hummed and came to Song Weiguo's side. He raised his little head and said with disbelief: "Dad, are you going to sell me to wash people's feet?"

Song Weiguo: "..."

He held his forehead and couldn't help but stare at Song Jiyuan again.Song Jiyuan turned his head and pretended not to see it again.

"My condition is that you come to be our child's wife. Food and accommodation are provided, and two pickle jars are provided." Song Weiguo stated the conditions frankly and directly.

As soon as he heard the words "pickle jar", Mr. Sheng was so angry that he muttered to Song Weiguo with his beard and eyes wide open.

Then, comes the familiar part of rolling the dice.

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That night, Mrs. Song and the others did not sleep well.

Jiang Wan sat there with her clothes on, and said to Mrs. Song in a helpless voice: "Mom, I think my husband lied to us. He took Ayuan to do some unknown business."

The word "campaign" came out of Jiang Wan's mouth, which meant that things were indeed not simple.Apparently he was a little angry.

After all, they took Xingxing away.

Whether Xingxing climbed into the basket by himself or was hidden by Song Jiyuan, the truth of this matter is still unknown.

"Wan'er, go to bed quickly. Since her father took her away, there should be nothing wrong with her." Mrs. Song comforted Jiang Wan and herself in this way.

It was late at night, and they had no choice but to rest.However, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well this night.

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Early the next morning, before dawn, Yuanbao started barking in the yard.

As soon as he heard Yuan Bao's movement, Song Jichen rolled out of the bed, put on his clothes and went to open the door.

Hearing Yuan Bao's excited movements, he must have woken up.

At the door of the Songjiazhuang, Xingxing saw two very beautiful porcelain jars that Song Jiyuan had brought down. She pouted and asked Song Weiguo: "Dad, do you really want grandma to use such beautiful jars to pickle pickles?" ?"

Song Weiguo looked sideways and saw Xingxing sitting in one of the jars.This jar is very big, and it is more than enough for Fatty.

"You want it?" Song Weiguo directly sensed his daughter's desire.

"Yeah." Xingxing nodded his head: "I want to raise fish."

Ever since she saw the transparent fish tank in Li Shuisheng's restaurant, Xingxing began to think about raising fish herself.

"Then I'll give you one, but you have to speak for dad later." Song Weiguo happily agreed to Xingxing, but also put forward conditions.

Xingxing shook her little head happily: "Okay!!"

The deal between the father and daughter was concluded, but at the same time, Song Jiyuan reached out and lifted Xingxing out of the porcelain jar.

"Okay, you guys still know how to come back... Where did the three uncles go last night?" Mrs. Song opened the courtyard door and asked the three people at the door.

(End of this chapter)