Even if the eldest brother said he was not allowed to take little Lingbao with him anymore.
Now that Little Lingbao has turned over his brand, he wants to see who in the Ling family dares to throw him into the cold palace!
Xiao Lingbao's designated shopping place is Guxi. In addition to a dazzling array of high-end luxury stores, there is also a children's playground.
Unexpectedly, I happened to pass by a store.
Ling Yixi met Jin Keer.
"Yixi, are you here?" Jin Ke'er was surprised, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Behind her are various shoes, bags and clothing that have been packaged.
After being thrown out of the Ling family yesterday, Jin Keer thought it would be difficult for her to see Ling Yixi again.
Unexpectedly, I received a text message from Ling Yixi in the middle of the night, asking her to meet at this high-end luxury store in Guxi the next day.
Jin Keer arrived early, tried on all the clothes in the store, bought all the clothes, and waited for Ling Yixi to pay.
You know, in the past, he responded to her every request. Every time he went shopping, he wanted to buy the whole street for her.
After the breakup, Jin Keer hasn't bought a new bag for a long time...
"Ke'er?" Ling Yixi was panicked.
Is that a mistake?
He just swore to break up with Jin Keer yesterday, and today he met her unexpectedly.
God is playing with him, right?
He, he still has little Lingbao with him.
Ling Yixi was so frightened that she quickly hugged little Ling Bao, fearing that Ling Xuanyan would fall from the sky again and snatch his little baby away.
"Why is she here too?" Jin Ke'er looked at Xiao Lingbao with disgust in her eyes.
It must have been this little girl who followed her all the way.
The Ling family is so rich, don't they know how to find a nanny for her?
He pesters his uncle all day long and is shameless!
When she thought about marrying Ling Yixi in the future and seeing little Lingbao from time to time, Jin Keer wanted to make little Lingbao disappear from this world immediately.
I don’t know if Master Huang has any way to get rid of such annoying children...
"Uncle uncle, hurry up! Hurry up!" Xiao Lingbao urged Ling Yixi, "Lingbao is going to the amusement park."
"Okay, okay." Ling Bao urged, and Ling Yixi rushed out without stopping.
"Yixi!"
Jin Keer was anxious.
She grabbed Ling Yixi, pointed at the pile of luxury goods behind her, and said pitifully, "Yixi, I'm interested in these clothes..."
Ling Yixi habitually touched the card.
"No!" Xiao Lingbao stepped in the middle, "The teacher said that we have hard-working hands and we should be like little bees and feed ourselves. Don't imitate the cabbage caterpillars, which are too lazy to cook."
"Uncle, you idiot," she turned around and lectured Ling Yixi again, "Don't raise moths!"
"You're a little kid, you don't care how your uncle spends his money? Did you earn the money?" Jin Ke'er was angry.
Why does she feel that she is being connoted by this three-year-old child?
What kind of insect is it?
When she heard this, she felt as if she had been stabbed in a sore spot, and was inexplicably angry.
Xiao Lingbao ignored Jin Keer and turned around to ask Ling Yixi: "Uncle, second-rate uncle, did you earn the money?"
Ling Yixi: "..."
no.
Although he had a temporary job at Ling's, he had never worked a regular day at work.
"You can't spend money you didn't earn carelessly." Xiao Lingbao puffed up his cheeks.
His serious look made all the store clerks present laugh.
They covered their mouths and whispered:
"What a cute baby..."
"Yes, so smart..."
"She will definitely be a beauty when she grows up..."
…
Jin Keer became even more angry: "Haha! Aren't you also spending your second uncle's money?"
It doesn’t cost anything to go to the amusement park? It doesn’t cost anything to eat and dress?
It's so shameless to know how to drive a wedge between your uncle and his girlfriend at such a young age!
"It's different," little Lingbao shook his finger, "My baby's last name is Ling."
If the children of the Ling family don't spend the Ling family's money, who should?
"Isn't your uncle's surname also Ling?" Jin Ke'er was almost furious with this brat.
Little Lingbao raised his head and asked Ling Yixi: "Uncle, little Lingbao is three and a half years old this year. How old are you?"
Ling Yixi: "..."
Okay, little ancestor, stop asking.
I'm going to lose all my face.
He glanced at Jin Ke'er with some reproach: "Ke'er, I'll take Ling Bao to play first, and we'll talk about the clothes another day."
"Yixi!" Jin Ke'er said anxiously, "You,"
She glanced at the clerk watching the show behind her and lowered her voice, "Give me your card first..."
Everything was packed, and if she didn't buy it, the store clerks, who disliked the poor and preferred the rich, didn't know how to laugh at her behind her back.
Maybe, if she comes again in the future, I won't look good on her.
Ling Yixi, struggling.
He didn't know why, but he never knew how to refuse any request made by Jin Ke'er.
What Xiao Lingbao said seems to make sense.
He also felt that what Jin Keer did was definitely wrong, but he just couldn't bear to look at her...
"Second Young Master Ling, hurry up! Your baby has run away!" the clerk exclaimed.
As soon as Ling Yixi turned around, little Lingbao's legs moved very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already far away.
"Lingbao!"
Ling Yixi couldn't care less about Jin Ke'er and rushed out to chase her.
"Yixi! Yixi!" Jin Keer could only follow closely.
I'm afraid I won't be able to take away the luxury goods from this store.
The disdain and contempt of the clerk can fill a whole train of trouble...
…
"Uncle idiot!"
While little Lingbao was playing in the sand in the playground, he looked at Ling Yixi who was explaining something to Jin Keer outside the field.
The title of "second-rate goods" is no longer worthy of Ling Yixi.
"Little chicken, take a look, does she really look like a bug?" Xiao Lingbao shoveled a spoonful of sand and pressed the jade lock on as a model.
The little native chicken spit out sand: "Ah! Be more confident and remove it."
"Ah?" Xiao Lingbao was surprised, "But she is a human being."
Although Jin Ke'er looks like an insect, she doesn't look like a monster.
Xiao Lingbao was puzzled by this point.
That’s why I used my second uncle’s mobile phone to invite her out and let the little local chicken come and identify her.
Although the second uncle said he would never see Chongzijing again.
But Xiao Lingbao obviously didn't believe it.
Next time we meet, maybe he will be eaten!
"Fuss!"
Finally, I could shake my book bag in front of little Lingbao. The little local chicken said with pride in showing off,
"She was reincarnated as a bug."
"People reincarnated by insect spirits are usually more beautiful, but if their body is not cultivated well enough, they will be more greedy... Bah! Don't use me anymore!"
"What is reincarnation?" Little Lingbao has no such concept.
Little Chicken: "..."
Such an ignorant three-year-old kid pushed him to the ground and rubbed him repeatedly.
The phoenix weeps blood, the chicken sheds tears!
"Let me ask you, what is reincarnation?" Xiao Lingbao slammed the jade lock into the sand.
The little country chicken was angry: "You will know when you grow up! What do you want me to say about this common sense? Asshole, you pull me out!"
"I won't pull it out." Xiao Lingbao also buried the lock a little more in the soil. "The little chicken will be put in the soil."
No one thought that little Lingbao was abnormal.
In the eyes of others, it is normal for children to mutter while playing in the sand.
Didn't you see a boy next door, pretending to be Ultraman and shouting for light?
The native chicken is autistic...
Little Lingbao always kept his word, and maybe he would be buried here for ten and a half days.
Unable to beat again and again, unable to escape, the little chicken could only admit that it was unlucky.
"Pull me out and I'll tell you a secret about your second uncle."
"You tell me first." Xiao Lingbao will not be fooled.
Little Country Chicken: "...Do you know why your second uncle likes that bug spirit?"
Xiao Lingbao shook his head.
The little chicken chuckled: "He's been poisoned."
