When Mo Xiaodie led Dudu and Momo to the door of the west room, Wang Qi, mother and daughter, were rolling around on the large, brand-new bed.
Wang Niannian quickly got off the bed, ran over, and held Momo and Dudu's little hands.
"Dudu, Momo, come and take a look. This is the room my mother prepared for me. Is it beautiful?"
In the room, which is less than ten square meters, there is a 1.8-meter double bed and a two-unit cabinet placed against the north wall.
The walls must have been painted recently and are very white without any decoration.
The concrete floor was covered with newly purchased wood-colored children's floor leather. There was a small desk and a simple pink bookshelf placed near the window on the south side.
The curtains are also pink.
The overall appearance of the room is quite warm and tidy. It can be seen that Luo Guangqi is very attentive.
The little princess Momo, who had been in the hands of the Lu family since she was three years old, looked down upon such a room.
However, she was considerate and didn't say anything.
He just suggested with a smile: "Nian Nian, didn't you and Brother Six make a lot of landscape paintings using leaves? I think it might look better to hang your landscape paintings in this room."
Dudu, who had lived a hard life since childhood, clapped his hands and jumped into the room, praising: "Beautiful, beautiful!"
After Momo's reminder, Wang Niannian remembered the landscape painting he carried in his backpack.
She quickly took it out and put it on the desk in front of the window: "Sister Momo, please help me see how to hang it so it looks good!"
At this moment, Luo Mu's voice came from the yard outside.
"Whose children are you from? Why did you come to our yard to steal apples?"
When Luo's mother heard that Wang Niannian was coming, she was just looking for the paintbrush she bought specially for Niannian in the room! She heard that Wang Niannian liked painting, so she sent someone to the town to buy the paintbrush.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she came out of her room in her wheelchair, she saw several children in unusual clothes stealing apples from the apple tree in their yard!
Mo Xiaodie and Wang Qi heard the sound and when they ran out, they saw their sons.
The second treasure, Lu Zili, has climbed up the apple tree and is sitting on the branch eating apples with relish!
Liubao Lu Zibai was standing on a high stool under the tree, picking apples on tiptoe!
The youngest daughter, Ranran, was helping Lu Zibai hold the stool and kept giving instructions: "Brother Six, I don't want that one, that one is too small. I want to eat the one next to me, the biggest and reddest one!"
The other three babies, Zizhong, Zixun and Ziqian, stood aside and watched them, applauding, cheering and chatting.
When she came out, she happened to hear Lu Zixun pointing to the tree branch where Erbao was sitting and studying: "How can such a small branch carry the weight of Erbao!"
Mo Xiaodie looked up and sure enough, the branch Lu Zili was sitting on was very thin.
Her heart suddenly rose to her throat: "Er Bao, come down quickly!"
However, as she shouted, the branch under the little buttocks of the second treasure Lu Zili suddenly broke with a "click".
"Er Bao, be careful!" She rushed over to catch her son.
However, at this moment, Liu Bao Lu Zibai, who was standing on a high stool picking apples on tiptoes, was yelled at so loudly by her that he was startled and fell off the stool.
Mo Xiaodie didn't know which son to save for a while.
However, fortunately, her two sons had learned kung fu since they were young. The moment the branch broke, Erbao stretched out his hand and grabbed another branch. Then, he turned over on the tree and jumped down neatly.
However, the back of his clothes was successfully scratched by a branch.
Liu Bao Lu Zhi Bai was about to fall down and have a close contact with the earth. The three Lu Zizhong brothers who were closest to him rushed over and narrowly caught him.
It all fell down, and the little fat man was still holding a big, red apple in his hand!
Seeing that her two sons were safe, Mo Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief.
When Luo's mother saw her, Wang Qi and Niannian running out behind her, she immediately realized that this was the wife of the president of the Lu Group who had been hotly discussed in the village these days.
And the boys who wanted to steal her apples just now should be the children of the lady who gave birth to nine treasures in one litter.
So, Luo's mother quickly said politely: "If you want to eat apples, you can pick them and eat them, but be careful not to drop them."
Mo Xiaodie stared at these disturbing sons: "Who asked you to go up the tree to pick apples?"
The big treasure, the third treasure, and the fifth treasure, which were not on the tree, simultaneously pointed at the second treasure, Lu Zili, who had just jumped down from the tree.
Then, the little hand of the second treasure Lu Zili pointed at the sixth treasure Lu Zibai.
Lu Zibai's little eyes rolled, and then, holding a red apple, he ran to Wang Niannian with an attentive expression: "Sister Niannian, let's eat it for you. I picked this specially for you from the tree. It's the biggest and the biggest."
Red apple."
Then, Xiao Pangliu looked back at Mo Xiaodie with some pride: "Mommy, I'm going to give this to sister Niannian."
Saying this, Mommy will definitely stop criticizing him, and maybe even praise him for being friendly to his little sister!
However, Ranran, who had been waiting to eat the big, red apple, gave up. He touched Zibai with his finger and said angrily: "Brother Six, you, you are going too far. You lied to me. What you just said, as long as
I'll hold the stool for you, and you can give me the reddest and biggest apple to eat!"
Lu Zibai quickly winked at her and winked, but Ran Ran, who was so angry, didn't even notice.
She walked over and took Mo Xiaodie's hand, looking aggrieved and coquettishly saying: "Mommy, Sixth Brother, he bullied me!"
Mo Xiaodie only felt her blood pressure rise and her head hurt.
She pointed at her sons: "Can't you guys just stop for two days? Are you born in the year of rabbit? You can't stop even for a while?"
Wang Niannian came over considerately and handed the apple in her hand to Ranran: "Sister Ranran, this apple is for you to eat!"
However, at this time, she felt a little embarrassed. She waved her little hand: "No, my sixth brother gave this to you, you can eat it yourself!"
Lu Zili then twisted his body and walked over: "Mommy, what should I do? My clothes are scratched. How can I go out like this!"
"When you first climbed the tree, didn't you expect that your clothes would be scratched?" Mo Xiaodie asked her son.
Lu Zili's beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked innocently: "No, such a low apple tree, if you hadn't come out and called me fiercely, the branch might not have broken! I am confident that I can jump safely.
Come down."
"You mean it's your mother's fault that you scratched your clothes?"
These sons really need to be dealt with!
Mo Xiaodie stared at Lu Zili and moved her wrist.
Lu Zili, with sharp eyes and quick mouth, hurried forward and hugged her arm. His soft voice was full of coquettishness: "No, it was all my fault. How could I blame you, Mommy? Mommy, you heard me wrong.
Got it!"
Later, Wang Qi found a needle and thread and helped Lu Zili mend the clothes simply.
At noon, they had a sumptuous farm meal at the village chief's house.
However, after lunch, these cute babies couldn't sit still and had to go to the surrounding villages and play on the hillside.
The village chief was afraid that they would get lost, so he specially arranged for Luo Guangqi to accompany them.
The little guys rushed towards the cottage happily like runaway foals.
Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie followed behind.
Prevent these boys from causing trouble again!
There are several persimmon trees on the hillside not far away. It is autumn at this time, and the red patches on the persimmon trees form a beautiful scenery in the autumn sunshine.
There was an old man and a three- or four-year-old girl under the tree, harvesting persimmons with bamboo poles!
The little girl followed the old man and obediently picked up every persimmon that fell on the ground into a bamboo basket not far away!