"What you said is correct, but don't mention this kind of thing in front of your father-in-law and mother-in-law in the future, understand?" Xiahou Huan'er said a little seriously.
Xiahou Leer blinked and seemed to understand a little bit. He smiled and said: "Okay, I will automatically pretend that I can't hear you from now on."
Here, even though Dongfang Lin's face looked ugly, he still tried his best to endure it and fed Wan Qinrou without saying a word, who seemed not to know that he had caused disturbances in others.
"Don't talk when you eat or sleep, didn't your parents teach you?" Xiahou Huan'er gave her a sideways look.
"No, when I'm having dinner at home, my father and mother always ask me about things at school." In their family, she is the most annoying person.
"Oh, did anything interesting happen to you at school? Tell me." Xia Houhuan'er, who was already seventy percent full, immediately put down his chopsticks and asked with interest.
Xiahou Leer stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said boringly: "Actually, there is nothing special. In school, classes are either in class or after class, so what's so interesting about that."
The corners of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth couldn't help but twitch. At school, classes were always in session and after class.
"Le'er, is your life so boring?"
Xiahou Leer wrinkled her cute little nose and said a little aggrievedly: "Boys in school are all good and bad."
"Oh, why is it bad?" Xiahou Huan'er asked.
"They always pull girls' braids and lift girls' skirts..." Xiahou Leer became more and more aggrieved as he talked.
"Haha, boys are so naughty." She thought it was something, but it turned out that Xiao Le'er was molested at such a young age.
Xiahou Leer's mouth curled up, and she said sadly: "They even lifted the skirt of the ugliest girl in the class."
"You are still a child, and your aesthetic sense needs to be corrected. However, what does it have to do with you when they lift up Xiaohua's skirt?" Why did she look so unwilling? Xiahou Huan'er looked at her in confusion.
Xiahou Le'er flattened her mouth and said aggrievedly: "But... they didn't lift me."
"What..." Xiahou Huan'er just took a sip of tea and almost couldn't help but spurt it out. She thought she was struggling with something, but it turned out that she was depressed because no boy lifted her skirt. Oh my God, this
Godly girl, what on earth are you thinking about? She is so messed up in the wind.
"In school, only girls whose skirts are lifted up by boys are the most popular and attractive." They are children and only have their own way of doing things.
Xia Houhuan'er stretched out her hand and stroked her smooth chin, and asked incomprehensibly: "My little cousin is so dewy and beautiful, how can it be possible that no boys like her? Are you not very popular in school?"
These words touched her heart. Xiahou Leer said sadly: "Ever since the chubby guy in the class stole my rubber to play with and I knocked out his teeth, they didn't dare to play with me anymore. School
The brats inside are the most childish and immature, and I don’t care about them."
Xiahou Huan'er, who finally understood the cause and effect, almost burst into laughter, but she was afraid of breaking her heart when she laughed, so she almost had a seizure.
He kept saying that he didn't care about them, but the expression on his face was so sad. He was really a kid. He had a standard mentality of saying sour grapes.
It seems that the education of their Xiahou family is really problematic.
