Perhaps none of his brothers would have thought that Lu Ziqian, the once aloof, smart, and wise Wubao, would actually scold himself for a little girl.
After getting his assurance, the little girl easily believed his words. Thinking that as long as she grew up, her mother would come back, her mood instantly lifted.
She hugged Lu Ziqian's neck and kissed him happily on the cheek.
"Brother, you are so kind. Nono likes your brother the most."
"Nono? Is your name Nono?" He didn't dislike the little girl's saliva at all.
The little girl nodded, then shook her head.
Lu Ziqian was amused by her little expression: "Nono, what do you mean by this expression?"
"Well, my nickname is Nono, and my first name is Ye Junuo." Little Nono thought for a long time before organizing the words in his little head.
"Oh, so that's it. From now on, brother, let me call you Little Nono, okay?"
"okay."
The little girl nodded happily. Then, as if remembering something, she asked, "What about you, brother? What's your name?"
"My name is Lu Ziqian." As he spoke, he staggered and almost dropped the little Nuonuo in his hand to the ground.
Because he was poisoned some time ago, his physical fitness is not very good. Walking this distance while holding little Nono is already the limit of his body.
"Brother, put me down quickly." Little Nono felt that he was a little exhausted and said quickly.
Lu Ziqian put her on the ground and sat on the bluestone by the roadside to catch his breath.
Little Nono squatted in front of him, tilted her head and looked at him, and asked with some confusion: "Brother, is Nono too fat and heavy, that's why I'm tired like this?"
"Actually, brother doesn't need to hold me. I'm fine. I can walk on my own."
She is only three years old, but she is very considerate.
Lu Ziqian deliberately teased her: "Yes, little Nuonuo is just too heavy and fat, so that's why he exhausted his brother."
Sure enough, when the little girl heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then she pursed her lips unhappily: "Brother, you are lying, I am not fat! I am not fat at all."
"But you just said it yourself, saying you were fat!"
Little Nono's little cheeks suddenly turned red. This really shot himself in the foot: "I, I was not being polite to you!"
The way she pouted her little mouth was so cute that Lu Ziqian couldn't help but pinch her little nose: "Oh, it turns out you have learned to be polite at such a young age!"
At this time, it was already half past five in the afternoon. In autumn, the sun sets early. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the figures of two children, one large and one small, looked particularly beautiful and moving.
Their laughter spread to the distance with the cool autumn wind.
And in the distance, his miserable parents Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie rushed over after receiving the call.
Behind them, Long Wei and Li Mingcheng, who had also followed because they were concerned about Wubao, both looked shocked at this time.
Li Mingcheng rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Long Wei, did I see it wrong? Is that the cold and wise Wubao? He, what is he doing? Smiling so happily at a glutinous rice dumpling?"
Long Wei breathed a sigh of relief, Xiaoqian is fine!
However, he turned his head and looked at Lu Chenxu and his wife with some sympathy. This boy was cold by nature, much like his father Lu Chenxu, but at this moment he was smiling so happily at a strange girl.
I wonder if the Lu couple who love their son so much will be jealous?