Ye Qingtian beamed with joy and looked at the little bun with a smile.
Looking at my grandfather again, even though he has a smile on his face, he can't hide his loneliness and sadness.
Yan Bingtong glanced at her grandfather and asked the little bun: "Ye'er, why do you want grandpa to hug you?"
Little Baozi smiled and said: "Ye'er read a book and learned a truth. Women in the world are all fairies in the world, and grandma is also a fairy.
Moreover, Ye'er has eaten a lot of meat recently and has gained a lot of weight. How can she let the fairy grandmother do this kind of hard work?
Grandpa is a man who is upright and upright, so he should be embraced by him."
Everyone in the room was shocked and could not imagine that such words came from the mouth of a child.
"This son of yours... is really terrifyingly smart."
Senior Gu Long couldn't help but say.
Qingge had a faint smile on her lips, folded her hands around her chest and leaned against the pillar, her eyes following Ye'er's little figure.
When the grandfather heard the little bun's answer, his face glowed again, and he stared at the little bun with tenderness and kindness.
Little Baozi jumped up and down to his grandfather's legs, looked up at his grandma, who was as tall as a tree, and said softly: "Grandma, you are too tall."
Grandpa was funny, but he knelt down gently.
"Ye'er wants to tell grandma a little secret."
"good."
The little bun stood on tiptoes and covered his lips with his hands, as if he wanted to speak into Grandpa's ear, but instead he gave Grandpa a bite on the cheek.
The grandfather was stunned and looked at him in surprise, but saw the little bun saying with a smile: "Ye'er likes grandma the most."
Grandpa rubbed the little bun's head, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes.
How could people not like such a well-behaved, sensible, smart and lovely child?
Jiu Ci grabbed a handful of melon seeds, chewed them while watching the show, and glanced sadly at the little bun, thinking that his nephew might have become a sperm.
"Although Ye'er is young, he is well-educated and talented. He is really a sweet child."
Qingsha Yao sighed.
Qingsha Yao and Ye Wuhen have a son. Now looking at the smart little bun, and then at her own son who has just learned to walk, she suddenly begins to feel the melancholy of an old mother.
Jiu Ci smiled: "Nephews often follow uncles. Ye'er is so sensible, and it is also thanks to me as an uncle. Otherwise, if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, if my uncle does not take the lead, then Ye'er will also be a crooked melon.
Split dates.”
Qing Ge: "..." My brother is good at everything, but his brain is not very good.
When the little bun heard this, he saw his uncle. He immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled, moved his short legs, and ran to Jiu Ci.
"My nephew Ye'er has met my uncle."
The little bun made a big gift.
Jiu Ci felt something was wrong. How could the little bun who had never been interested in him become so enthusiastic and sensible in front of him?
But I am always in a happy mood when facing cute children.
"Ye'er is so well-behaved and is deeply loved by my uncle."
Jiu Ci spoke with a straight tone.
"Ye'er recently learned one thing. Having an uncle's child is a very happy thing."
Little Baozi said seriously: "I heard that the demon clan has a little prince who was just born, and his uncle prepared a big gift, which makes people envious."
"What's the point of being envious? I'll also prepare a big gift for you, which will definitely be bigger than theirs."
Jiu Ci is generous and authentic.
The little bun shook his head: "I can't help it. Ye'er is not a vain comparison person. My uncle hasn't married yet, so how can he be extravagant and wasteful?"
"Giving it to my nephew is not a waste. It's all from the same family. This is called not leaving outsiders' fields."
Jiuci said quickly.
The little bun raised his head, his eyes bright: "Really?"
"It must be true. What gift did the little prince receive?"
Nine Ci Questions.
"It's nothing, just ten fantasy stone mines."
Little Baozi said: "I knew that my uncle would be generous and would not lose to others, so before I came to Four Stars, I told them that if my uncle took action, nothing would happen to them."
"Cough...cough..." Jiuci coughed several times, looking confused and dull. Why did he feel like he had been tricked?
Jiu Ci looked at the innocent and harmless little bun with suspicion. This little kid must have done it on purpose. He insisted on saying that there were ten mines until the last moment, making it difficult for him to get out.
"Uncle, Ye'er also knows that the mines are valuable. It's really embarrassing for uncle. There is no need for uncle to give Ye'er something so valuable."
Said the little bun.
Qingge smiled and shook her head. The little bun's sinister attitude really looked like Ji Yue's.
"Don't worry Ye'er, your uncle has mines, ten mines, it's a big deal."
Night Jingfeng said.
Jiu Ci: "..." Ye Jingfeng showed no mercy when he tricked his son.
Jiuci thought about his words and cleared his throat: "Ye'er, don't worry, ten mines are nothing. I'll prepare a bigger gift for you later."
The little bun's eyes were bright: "Ye'er thanked uncle."
Jiuci left the main hall like a gust of wind. After a while, Jiuci returned with a piece of paper in his hand.
On the rice paper, the undried ink blurred out a few lines of black characters, and the two characters "Nine Ci" were written on the lower right side.
Jiu Ci blew on the rice paper to dry the ink and handed the paper to Little Baozi. Little Baozi looked at the rice paper and didn't know why.
Jiuci patted his chest and said: "This is an IOU for a hundred magic stone mines. If I give birth to a child someday, your mother doesn't have to pay tribute, just return it.
Xiao Yeer, how is uncle, is it interesting?"
Little Baozi's chubby little hands grasped both sides of the rice paper, looking at the words on it and Jiu Ci's signature, the smile on his face disappeared little by little.
Qingge smiled slightly. It was rare for her to see the little buns deflated, but it was a bit funny. She didn't expect that her son would also encounter a rival.
Little Baozi sniffed, folded the paper, put it away slowly, and then saluted: "Uncle, Ye'er is very grateful for this great gift."
Jiu Ci looked at the little bun being so well-behaved. For some reason, instead of feeling pleasure, he felt fear in his heart.
This kid is a little devil. Offending the little bun is really not a wise thing to do.
The next words of the little bun made Jing Jiuci look livid: "My uncle is so kind. When I meet my aunt in the future, Ye'er will definitely say more good things about my uncle."
Jiu Ci swallowed hard, something was indeed wrong.
The little bun is loved by everyone, especially the girl, who has no resistance to Ji Ye who is like a crystal bun.
Jiu Ci felt melancholy.
The Moyou he met was noble and cool, repelling others from thousands of miles away, but he was also extremely gentle to stray kittens and puppies.
Such a good girl will definitely like children.
If Little Baozi said a few words in a more embellished way, it would be difficult for him to get married to Mo You.
"Ye'er, are you hungry? Today is a good day. Grandpa has made your favorite vegetable porridge. Come and eat it while it's hot."
Ye Qingtian greets people.
"Okay!"
Little Baozi climbed onto the chair by himself, sitting upright and obediently.
Qingge's eyebrows are soft and her eyes are like water.
Suddenly, Qingge's eyes were sharp and she suddenly looked towards the sky.
But he saw a woman in rich clothes standing in the sky above the Ye Mansion, hiding behind the snowy clouds in the sky, looking at the magnificent mansion indifferently.
"Ye Qingge, it turns out that you are the granddaughter of that mortal..." She whispered in a low voice with a deep tone.
This person is the wife of the Seventh Palace King of the Elf Clan and the mother of Xuanyuan Chen, the husband of Princess Shangting: the Seventh Princess of Shenyue City!