Just as Sikong Jingqiu finished speaking, Jing Lun's tender voice came from outside the door, "Dad, Dad, open the door! You have been hiding in the door and talking to your mother for almost an hour! I want to see her mother too
!I want to talk to my mother too! I count to three, if you don’t open the door, I will call Grandpa Li, Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Sun hit the door!"
Unexpectedly, three-year-old Jingluo would threaten him like this, Sikong Jingqiu was a little stunned.
In a daze, Xiao Jingluo outside the door actually started counting. After counting three, the door still did not open. Jingluo turned around and said to the three people who stood in a row with a very awkward expression.
, "Okay, I have given my father a chance, but he doesn't cherish it himself. So, Grandpa Li, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Sun, you are ready, I will yell, two or three and knock the door open."
Butler Li, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Sun, looked at the young master with a firm look and really wanted to jump off the third floor and forget about it.
They are not three-year-old children. The young master and his wife have been separated for so long. Now they have finally met each other and have been hiding in the room for so long. The fool knows what they are doing.
In this case, how dare they bump into the door? What if they bump into it and see what they shouldn't have seen?
The three of them turned their heads at the same time, looked at the old lady Sikong who was standing aside with a hurried expression, and asked her for help in unison.
"Old lady..."
"This...this..." Old Mrs. Sikong was also very embarrassed about Jing Lue's behavior. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, gritted her teeth, and stepped forward, squatted down to look at Jing Lue, and solicited his opinions,"
Jingluo... I think, don't hit the door first... What if it disturbs your parents' words?"
"They have been talking for an hour!" Jingluo pouted, "I don't care, I'm going to bump into the door, I want to see my mother!"
"Oh, how can the grandma call the door again?"
"I shouted so loudly just now, and my father didn't come to open the door. He must have done it on purpose! So I want to hit the door!" Jing Lue waved his small fist, ignored the old lady Sikong, and looked at the three who were standing in the corridor.
Personally, "Grandpa Li, you are ready to hit the door!"
Old Mrs. Sikong wiped her sweat again, walked around Jingluo, and began to move her emotions, "Jingluo, if the door is broken, you have to find someone to repair it. If it is repaired, it will cost money. Dad usually has a hard time making money...
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"..." Jing glared at the old lady Sikong with a hint of air, as if she was thinking about her words seriously. After a while, his clenched fists loosened and said unwillingly, "Then grandma goes to call the door, this is
The last time, if Dad doesn’t open the door, you are not allowed to stop me from hitting the door again!”
"Yes, yes! If your father doesn't open the door after the grandma calls the door, then the grandma will agree to you, let Grandpa Li and the others hit the door." Old Mrs. Sikong comforted Jing Lue while stretching her hand behind her back to look at her.
Butler Li and his friends waved and signaled them to go downstairs when Jing was not paying attention.
When Mr. Li and his three others received the message, they took advantage of the young master's attention to the closed door and hurriedly left quietly like a thief.
After confirming that they all went downstairs, Old Mrs. Sikong gritted her teeth and reached out to knock on the door, "Jingqiu, Haiyue, you're done with your 'business'. Hurry up and tidy it up and open the door."
Old Mrs. Sikong's words made the two people in the room froze at the same time.