Seeing his son's expression of resistance to his sister, Lu Zili was speechless.
Just like that, I carried my son to the back garden.
This is the most beautiful April day in the world.
Lu Xinyang, Lu Xinnuan from the Lu Ziqian family, and the quintuplets from the Murong Ling family.
These seven three-and-a-half-year-old little guys were chasing, quarreling, and fighting in the backyard.
Murong Ling and Lu Zimo were sitting under the flower tree nearby to bask in the sun.
I don’t know what Lu Xinyang said, but Murong Yi, the eldest son of the Murong family, suddenly pushed him: "You just don’t have a mother. The child your mother doesn’t want!"
After hearing what he said, Lu Xinyang punched him in the face with a cold face: "You are the child without a mother! We have a mother!"
Murong Yi was beaten so hard that he covered his face and cried!
Murong Sheng, the second eldest of the quintuplets, saw his brother being beaten and quickly ran over to help: "If you have a mother, why have we never seen your mother! You are the children that your mother does not want!"
Lu Xinnuan stood behind her brother and cried aggrievedly: "You are talking nonsense. We have a mother. Our mother is abroad and will come back to us soon."
Lu Zili originally wanted to settle the score with the Murong family boss, but what he saw was this out-of-control scene.
When Murong Ling and his wife saw this situation, they quickly stood up.
Murong Ling held her son in her arms distressedly and said very protectively: "Yangyang, how could you hit your brother!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ziqian's cold and slightly angry voice came from not far away: "If he doesn't talk nonsense, how could Yang Yang beat him?"
While talking, he walked over in two or three steps.
He bent down and picked up his daughter who was crying into tears, and then looked at Murong Ling with a cold gaze: "A three-year-old child cannot say these words. Murong Ling, you are the one who taught your son!"
"Fifth brother, you misunderstood, how could I teach my children to say these things! No, it's really not me!" Murong Ling thought of Nuonuo, and then realized that his son had indeed said the wrong thing just now.
In the past three years, in the Lu family, Nuonuo, sister-in-law Gu Nuanci, and sister Lu Ziran have been taboos in the family, and no one deliberately mentioned them.
My son just said that Lu Xinyang has no mother! What a lie!
Lu Zimo quickly scolded his son: "Murong Yi, what nonsense are you talking about! Why don't you apologize to your brother quickly!"
Three-and-a-half-year-old Murong Yi had just been punched, and his little face was still hurting right now! How could he apologize, pouting his little mouth, lying in his father's arms, and ignoring Lu Zimo?
Seeing this situation, Lu Zili spoke unhappily: "Murong Ling, it's time for your son to get a good education. At a young age, he encouraged our Hengheng to put mustard oil in my tea, and now he bullies Yangyang!
It’s better not to discipline him since you were a child. When you grow up, be careful that your Murong family will be ruined by him!"
Lu Zimo looked at his son suspiciously: "Murong Yi, did you persuade your brother to put mustard oil in the second uncle's tea?"
Murong Yi's little head lowered: "Mommy, I was wrong!"
Murong Ling was startled: "Murong Yi, why did you do this? This is wrong, do you know?"
Murong Yi, a child, felt very aggrieved: "My younger brother said that my second uncle likes to eat mustard. I, I thought he also likes to drink mustard tea!"
After hearing what the little guy said, everyone couldn't help but smile.
Lu Ziqian ignored them, hugged his daughter, and pulled his son towards the front yard.
Lu Zili quickly followed him with her son in her arms: "Lao Wu, wait for me, the sons of the Murong family are too bad, our Hengheng family should stay away from them in the future!"