"Yeah!" Xiaohu nodded hard. He seemed to understand. Xiaohu was still young, just a three-year-old child. His cognition of many things did not have his own subjective consciousness at all. He only knew that his grandfather looked like
It was very pitiful. He looked up behind him and saw the sunset pulling his grandfather's figure. It was very long, with white hair and a loving smile. It turned out that this was his grandfather!
After returning from the Military Area Family Area, the sun had already set. Situ Hao was standing at the door of Xinhua Gate, not knowing who he was waiting for. When he saw Li Si and Xiaohu, one big and one small, walking back hand in hand, Situ Hao's eyes lit up.
He hurriedly walked over, picked up the little tiger, kissed him twice, and said with a smile: "Call me grandpa!"
"Hello, Grandpa!" Xiaohu is very well-behaved. Not only Li Si thinks so, but Dr. Liu, Wei Li, Dad, Aunt Zhang... all think so. He doesn't like to cry like other children, he is very quiet.
, even when no one paid attention to him, he would play with his imitation gun alone, dismantling and reinstalling it, reinstalling and disassembling it. After he became familiar with one firearm, Li Si would give him another one.
firearms.
In Li Si's view, a military career may be Xiaohu's destiny, and his obsession with guns is no less than a musician's preference for musical instruments. Children of the same age may still roll mud on the ground and play, but Xiaohu does not.
He loves to be clean. He has the character of Xiao Rourou and some of Li Si's perseverance. Sometimes, he is as quiet as a piece of furniture in the corner, making people ignore him inadvertently. So,
Li Si particularly likes Xiao Hu and loves this child who has a similar personality to Xiao Rourou.
"Haha..." Situ Hao laughed, couldn't help pinching Xiaohu's cheek lovingly, and said, "Grandpa has prepared a bunch of toys for you, do you like it?"
"No!" Xiaohu shook his head.
"Why?" Situ Hao was stunned.
"Toys are for children!" Xiaohu pursed his lips, seeming to be a little disdainful.
"Uh... you little baby, aren't you just a child?" Situ Hao was suddenly stunned.
"Tch, I'm already over three years old, and now I'm four years old! I'm not a one or two-year-old child, so why are we playing with toys?" Xiaohu blinked his eyes and said, "If a man wants to play, this is what he plays with!"
"Yeah!" Xiaohu nodded hard. He seemed to understand. Xiaohu was still young, just a three-year-old child. His cognition of many things did not have his own subjective consciousness at all. He only knew that his grandfather looked like
It was very pitiful. He looked up behind him and saw the sunset pulling his grandfather's figure. It was very long, with white hair and a loving smile. It turned out that this was his grandfather!
After returning from the family area of the military area, the sun had already set. Situ Hao was standing at the door of Xinhua Gate, not knowing who he was waiting for. When he saw Li Si and Xiaohu, one big and one small, walking back hand in hand, Situ Hao's eyes lit up.
He hurriedly walked over, picked up the little tiger, kissed him twice, and said with a smile: "Call me grandpa!"
"Hello, grandpa!" Xiaohu is very well-behaved. Not only Li Si thinks so, but Dr. Liu, Wei Li, Dad, Aunt Zhang... all think so. He doesn't like to cry like other children, he is very quiet.
, even when no one paid attention to him, he would play with his imitation gun alone, dismantling and reinstalling it, reinstalling and disassembling it. After he became familiar with one firearm, Li Si would give him another one.
firearms.
In Li Si's view, a military career may be Xiaohu's destiny, and his obsession with guns is no less than a musician's preference for musical instruments. Children of the same age may still roll mud on the ground and play, but Xiaohu does not.
He loves to be clean. He has the character of Xiao Rourou and some of Li Si's perseverance. Sometimes, he is as quiet as a piece of furniture in the corner, making people ignore him inadvertently. So,
Li Si particularly likes Xiao Hu and loves this child who has a similar personality to Xiao Rourou.
"Haha..." Situ Hao laughed, couldn't help pinching Xiaohu's cheek lovingly, and said, "Grandpa has prepared a bunch of toys for you, do you like it?"
"No!" Xiaohu shook his head.
"Why?" Situ Hao was stunned.
"Toys are for children!" Xiaohu pursed his lips, seeming to be a little disdainful.
"Uh... you little baby, aren't you just a child?" Situ Hao was suddenly stunned.
"Tch, I'm already over three years old, and now I'm four years old! I'm not a one or two-year-old child, so why are we playing with toys?" Xiaohu blinked his eyes and said, "If a man wants to play, this is what he plays with!"
