Chapter 629 Little Brother, I Remember You (2)
Luo Yixin ran to Mr. Luo's side, hid her two small hands behind her back, hid them tightly, and asked innocently, "Grandpa Zeng, guess what I'm holding in my hand."
Seeing her fair face, there was a smear of black ink accidentally, coupled with that pink tutu skirt, it made her look playful and cute.
More than half of the paper was exposed behind her. Even if she didn't say anything, Mr. Luo guessed what was behind her, but he pretended not to know and asked, "What is Xin'er holding in her hand? Grandpa Zeng doesn't know! How about Xin'er?" Can you tell me?"
"Grandpa Zeng, look, I just wrote this!" Luo Yixin took out a piece of paper from his hand, and wrote the word 'Luo' on it with a brush.
Seeing this, Mr. Luo stretched out his hand to touch her little head, and then praised, "Well, our hearts are really good, the word 'Luo'! It's really getting better and better. If you work harder, you can It’s almost catching up to Grandpa Zeng’s level.”
"Okay, Xin'er will definitely practice calligraphy well, and her writing skills will be as good as Grandpa Zeng's."
"Then Grandpa Zeng is looking forward to Xin'er to be able to write better and better."
"Well, Xin'er will definitely work hard." Luo Yi nodded heavily, her dark eyes flickered slightly, and then she looked at the others, and said hello politely, "Hello, three grandpas!"
"You girl, I thought you forgot about us old men when you saw your grandpa Zeng!" Mr. Jiang said pretending to be sassy.
Luo Yixin smiled sweetly at him, "No, no, Xin'er really likes the grandpas."
"It's almost there."
"Xin'er is so obedient, unlike your elder brother Shaochen who only makes troubles all day long and makes the house a mess. If only he could be half as obedient as you." Thinking of the little ancestor in the family, Gong The old man felt a headache and pressed his temple.
Hearing this, Old Man Su sarcastically said with a suppressed smile, "Your family's little ancestor, I saw him climbing a tree to pick out bird eggs the day before yesterday!"
"You...you stop talking nonsense, no matter how naughty Shaochen is, he can't take out bird eggs! How old is he!" Anyway, the old man Gong is full of disbelief.
"Believe it or not, I saw it with Lao Jiang that day."
Mr. Gong frowned slightly, then looked at Mr. Jiang beside him, "Old Jiang, tell me, is this Mr. Su lying to me?"
Mr. Jiang took a sip of tea, and then said slowly, "That day... I did see Mr. Su."
"Then... that little bastard, you have to teach him a good lesson when you go back." Mr. Gong was trying his best to defend his great-grandson just now, but now he was slapped in the face, unable to hold back his face, his face turned slightly red.
At this moment, he wished he could go home immediately and give that little brat a hard lesson.
While the old men were talking, Luo Yixin's eyes fell on the little figure beside Old Man Su, and she always felt... This little brother was very familiar.
Luo Yi frowned, thinking hard, thinking hard, after a while, she finally found the matching face in her mind.
So he ran to Xiao Naibao's side, took his hand, and said happily, "Little brother, I remember you!"
The little milk bag frowned slightly, looking at the dirty little face in front of him, he withdrew his hand calmly.
(End of this chapter)
Luo Yixin ran to Mr. Luo's side, hid her two small hands behind her back, hid them tightly, and asked innocently, "Grandpa Zeng, guess what I'm holding in my hand."
Seeing her fair face, there was a smear of black ink accidentally, coupled with that pink tutu skirt, it made her look playful and cute.
More than half of the paper was exposed behind her. Even if she didn't say anything, Mr. Luo guessed what was behind her, but he pretended not to know and asked, "What is Xin'er holding in her hand? Grandpa Zeng doesn't know! How about Xin'er?" Can you tell me?"
"Grandpa Zeng, look, I just wrote this!" Luo Yixin took out a piece of paper from his hand, and wrote the word 'Luo' on it with a brush.
Seeing this, Mr. Luo stretched out his hand to touch her little head, and then praised, "Well, our hearts are really good, the word 'Luo'! It's really getting better and better. If you work harder, you can It’s almost catching up to Grandpa Zeng’s level.”
"Okay, Xin'er will definitely practice calligraphy well, and her writing skills will be as good as Grandpa Zeng's."
"Then Grandpa Zeng is looking forward to Xin'er to be able to write better and better."
"Well, Xin'er will definitely work hard." Luo Yi nodded heavily, her dark eyes flickered slightly, and then she looked at the others, and said hello politely, "Hello, three grandpas!"
"You girl, I thought you forgot about us old men when you saw your grandpa Zeng!" Mr. Jiang said pretending to be sassy.
Luo Yixin smiled sweetly at him, "No, no, Xin'er really likes the grandpas."
"It's almost there."
"Xin'er is so obedient, unlike your elder brother Shaochen who only makes troubles all day long and makes the house a mess. If only he could be half as obedient as you." Thinking of the little ancestor in the family, Gong The old man felt a headache and pressed his temple.
Hearing this, Old Man Su sarcastically said with a suppressed smile, "Your family's little ancestor, I saw him climbing a tree to pick out bird eggs the day before yesterday!"
"You...you stop talking nonsense, no matter how naughty Shaochen is, he can't take out bird eggs! How old is he!" Anyway, the old man Gong is full of disbelief.
"Believe it or not, I saw it with Lao Jiang that day."
Mr. Gong frowned slightly, then looked at Mr. Jiang beside him, "Old Jiang, tell me, is this Mr. Su lying to me?"
Mr. Jiang took a sip of tea, and then said slowly, "That day... I did see Mr. Su."
"Then... that little bastard, you have to teach him a good lesson when you go back." Mr. Gong was trying his best to defend his great-grandson just now, but now he was slapped in the face, unable to hold back his face, his face turned slightly red.
At this moment, he wished he could go home immediately and give that little brat a hard lesson.
While the old men were talking, Luo Yixin's eyes fell on the little figure beside Old Man Su, and she always felt... This little brother was very familiar.
Luo Yi frowned, thinking hard, thinking hard, after a while, she finally found the matching face in her mind.
So he ran to Xiao Naibao's side, took his hand, and said happily, "Little brother, I remember you!"
The little milk bag frowned slightly, looking at the dirty little face in front of him, he withdrew his hand calmly.
(End of this chapter)
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