"Grandpa Hou!"

Meng Chencheng ran over with his head screaming.

The other children followed her and ran wildly. Leilei stopped hugging her father and ran hard with his aunt.

The leaders in front saw it, but they were very worried: "Don't run, don't run, this is the platform."

What should I do if I accidentally fall off the platform?

When the leaders were just worried, Leilei, who was following his aunt, found that his aunt seemed to stagger forward. Leilei was so scared that he reached out to grab his aunt's clothes. As a result, after he pulled his aunt's clothes with his little hand, the aunt did not fall, but he fell himself.

Punch! Leilei stretched out his small hands and fell to his face.

Meng Chenhao and Ning Yunxi both saw it behind. The parents watched their son fall, but they didn't have any expressions at all.

Ning Yunxi called her son: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, stand up."

The child's mother didn't feel pain, but the leaders felt distressed when they looked at him. Chang Siming was the first to come out, hurriedly reached out to help the child who fell to the ground, and said, "Leilei, does it hurt? Come on, uncle hug you."

"No need to hug you, the leader." Ning Yunxi ran up and said.

Meng Chencheng felt that she had done something wrong, and squatted down with a worried face to look at her nephew and stretched out her hand: "Leilee, my aunt hug you! Remember, don't grab my clothes in the future."

"Has it hit somewhere?" Chang Siming felt distressed anyway. No matter what the child's mother said, she would hold the baby with both hands.

"Chief, let him get up by himself." Ning Yunxi said, "He is fine, don't be spoiled."

"I'm talking to you, Teacher Ning, when did you learn like that stupid donkey?" Commander Hou and the others came up and pointed out her overly serious expression.

"Chief of the Army." Ning Yunxi continued to explain to the army leader, "If a child falls, it will be fine. If a child doesn't fall, it won't grow up."

"You are so strict, I wish your son would fall a few more times, Teacher Ning?" Commander Hou also felt sorry for the child and pointed at her, who was too strict and said.

At this end, Chang Siming picked up the baby. Meng Chencheng quickly patted the gray on his knees for his nephew.

Leilei's little mouth was breathing.

Commander Hou and his gang of leaders bent down to check the child's wounds. When they saw it, their brows furrowed. Commander Hou turned around and said to the person behind, "Where is the health officer?"

Meng Chencheng was so scared that he was so scared that he burst into tears when he saw the blood on his nephew's little forehead.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ning Yunxi said to the little girl who was about to cry, and then to the others.

Just a little skin trauma, it won't be a problem.

Hearing her words, Chang Siming couldn't help it: "Teacher Ning, you--"

It’s not that she doesn’t feel sorry for her son, but she doesn’t want to create a habit of crying and crying pitiful. Ning Yunxi took out his handkerchief and wiped the dust on his son’s face, saying, “Does it hurt? Tell uncle and aunt and others, you see, the little aunt is almost crying.”

Leilei shook his head at his aunt: My aunt doesn’t cry, Leilei doesn’t hurt.

Meng Chencheng sobbed, always feeling that it was his fault.

Commander Hou said to the little girl: "Why are you crying? He doesn't hurt, why are you crying? Isn't your singing good? Instead of crying, it's better to sing a song."

Hearing Grandpa Hou’s words, Meng Chencheng stood up and wiped his tears, nodded: “I sing.”

The leaders who are rare to meet the children once want to hear the song of the little girl the most.

"We will hear your tape badly." Gao Wenjian told the little girl, "Your Grandpa Hou can't even help you to embezzle your tape alone. She was forced to hand it over to the propaganda department of the army and broadcast it to the soldiers."

Hearing many uncles in the army listened to their songs, the little girl lowered her face shyly: "I didn't sing very well."
Chapter completed!