"no problem!"

“Be gentle and kind, smart and capable.”

“My strong point!”

"You need to have a close understanding with your family and have a tacit understanding with them!"

"Ha, there is no difficulty at all!"

"Be diligent and hardworking."

"Haha, that's not even a question... huh?"

Hongli suddenly got stuck, blinked, and looked at Xiaohuo: "Hardworking?"

"uh-huh."

Xiaohuo nodded confidently.

“Hardship?”

"Ah."

"Hardworking!"

"Humph!"

Hongli's expression froze, and she suddenly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, smiled sweetly, and revealed a row of white silver teeth.

"Ha, that's fine. I suddenly don't want to be a good wife and mother anymore. I'd rather be a little trash and suck blood from that little trash Heiyang!"

small fire:"……"

Oh, by the way, she suddenly remembered a reason to be away from her mother for more than three days... hanging out with her parents, going hungry for nine meals in three days!

Xiaohuo even had some doubts. Would his parents ask him to take care of them instead?

[Ha, my dear daughter, it’s time to show your parents how filial you are! ]

[Come on, this is a good exercise for you, there is no harm in learning more skills! ]

[Yeah, when you grow up, you will definitely thank your lazy parents... mmmm...]

[Haha, your mom means that when you grow up, you will definitely thank yourself for working so hard now! ]

[Yes, yes, yes, with these survival skills, you will be able to hold out longer when you are trapped under a cliff in the future! ]

small fire:"……"

So how did she, a flamingo, get trapped under the cliff?

Wait, she seems to be complaining about the scene she imagined...

All kinds of strange ideas popped up in Xiaohuo's head, until his mother patted him gently on the head, and he came back to his senses.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's get into the airship first."

Hongli stood up, lowered the hem of her coat, and extended her hand to Xiaohuo.

"This time the distance is much closer than before. The slowest speed is only two hours."

"oh oh……"

Xiaohuo was stunned for a moment, then took his mother's hand and nodded.

She looked at the dark red coat her mother was wearing with some curiosity. Well, how should I put it, it was very cool!

But... it's so long... it almost covers my calves...

But my mother is not very tall. (crossed out)

It must be the clothes that are too long! (Correct)

Hongli frowned, and immediately noticed the curious gazes beside her. Then she instantly locked onto Xiaohuo and looked down: "What are you looking at?"

"Ah, no, no..."

Xiaohuo smiled awkwardly but couldn't hold back his curiosity. He tried on Hongli's coat with his eyes flickering.

"That is to say, Xiao Huo has never seen her mother's dress before!"

"Ah, this..."

Hongli looked down at the coat with a speechless face, and said leisurely: "I haven't worn this one a few times since I bought it, and today I used the cold weather as an excuse to wear this thing in front of my mother."

"Ah this..."

Several question marks appeared on Xiaohuo's head.

Seeing her daughter's gaze, Hongli took a few furtive glances left and right, sighed, and gently unbuttoned the two middle buttons, slightly revealing the clothes underneath.

"Yes, take a look for yourself."

"Eh?"

Xiaohuo looked at it curiously, and then an expression of surprise appeared on his little face.

From her angle, she could clearly see her mother Hongli's petite figure under her coat, wearing a pretty little white dress that made her eyes bright. She looked very quiet and lovely.

“Wow… wow…”

Xiaohuo opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth, and couldn't help but let out exclamations of admiration.

"Oh, so beautiful, mommy is so beautiful!"

"Shh!"

Hong Li quickly covered her daughter's mouth and buttoned up her clothes with one hand. She said solemnly, "Don't tell anyone about this. I am too embarrassed to see anyone. It's too difficult!"

"Huh? Why?"

Xiao Huo looked confused: "Isn't it very beautiful?"

"It looks good, but..."

Hongli showed half-moon eyes with a look of despair on her face. It would be great if it could be set to "only visible to Heiyang".

"Xiaohuo also has a lot of little skirts!"

Xiao Huo was full of joy: "These are all given to Xiao Huo by my grandma and grandma, so cute!

Xiaohuo looks so beautiful in them, and she likes them so much that she puts them in her own little wardrobe!"

"uh-huh."

Hong Li glanced at Xiao Huo expressionlessly and couldn't help but complain, "You said it so nicely, but why didn't I see you wearing it?"

"Ah this..."

Xiaohuo looked down at the small shirt and trousers he was wearing and chuckled.

"Well, Xiao Huo thought that since mom hardly ever wears it, Xiao Huo wanted to learn from her, so that they would look more like mother and daughter..."

"I just didn't expect..."

Xiao Huo curled his lips: "Mom suddenly changed her mind."

"Hey, you think I want to."

Hongli rolled her eyes and looked at Xiaohuo with an unhappy expression.

"But speaking of which, why don't you have to wear any? Didn't mom tell you to dress you up nicely?"

"Ah, because..."

Xiao Huo said with a smile: "Because my Xiao Huo looks cute in anything he wears!

Well, that’s what grandma and the others said!”

Hongli: "..."

Is this differential treatment?

Is this the legendary inter-generational affection?

Those who cannot obtain what they want are always in a turmoil, while those who are favored are fearless...

At that moment, Hongli realized that there was a tragically thick barrier between her and her parents!

There is no place for her, Hongli, in her mother's house! Wuwuwu...

Damn it, luckily she still has Heiyang to rely on. With Heiyang, she is not afraid of anything. She...her Heiyang?

Hongli turned her head with a confused look on her face, and then saw a scene that made her blood pressure soar: her biological mother was touching her biological husband's head with a kind look on her face!

This is, this is to cut off the source of the problem!

"Yuying, don't feel embarrassed..."

Qing Yiyi smiled and patted her son's shoulder and said, "This brat is disobedient and ignorant outside. You don't need to come back and tell me about it. Just treat him like your own son and train him.

I said before that I wanted Xiaoyang to recognize you as his godmother, but it never happened. Now that they are together, you have become his mother, hehehe."

"Oh, look at what you said, Yiyi."

Lan Yuying happily touched her son-in-law's head and said softly: I have watched Xiaoyang grow up since he was a child, and I have long regarded him as my own child.

We all know these two kids, they are not the type to cause trouble, there is no need to scold them, haha."

"We still need to train if we need to."

Qing Yiyi paused, lowered her voice and said, "It doesn't matter whether there is a reason or not, what matters is that scolding my son makes me feel like a mother's authority!

Generally they don't say harsh words, just nagging a few words for fun is quite fun, and they can also force themselves to find opportunities to talk more with their children.

It was not easy for me to give birth to a son, so it is reasonable to scold him a bit!"

“Ahahaha, this…”

Lan Yuying's smile froze, and her hand trembled so much that she almost pulled a piece of Heiyang's hair off.

Hei Yang: "..."

Mom, you don't have to speak so quietly. After all, your son has very good hearing...

"Did you hear what Mom said to your mother-in-law just now?"

Qing Yiyi looked at Heiyang and asked, "Do you know what to do?"

"I know."

Heiyang smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't worry, I will be obedient."

"If you know, tell me how you know it."

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "My mother and the mother of others..."

"Well... you barely passed."

Qing Yiyi smiled and twisted her son's shoulders so that he faced Lan Yuying.

"Come on, call me mom so I can hear you."

Hei Yang: "..."

My mother is a funny person, what should I do? Waiting online, pretty urgent.

Oh, your biological mother is called "niang" and your mother-in-law is called "ma"?

Or maybe the high and low tones are different?

"Ahem, that, haha..."

Heiyang looked at the smiling Lan Yuying with a wry smile.

"Mom, your daughter is very smooth~" (crossed out)

"Ahem, Mom..."

Heiyang cried out.

"Eh."

Lan Yuying smiled even more brightly: "Xiaoyang will be a good child."

“Stop—ah—”

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