Yong Huang blinked his little eyes twice, and then hugged Bao'er: "Auntie is the best." He said and patted Bao'er on the back.
Baoerxin said that she was really stupid for asking such a profound question to her little nephew.
Then he sighed again and said: "Originally, my aunt wanted to see if my aunt was mentioned in the second brother's letter, but now it seems that with such a situation, the second brother may not have time.
Read the letter.
Forget it, let’s go to Third Brother’s place first.”
While the two little people were talking, they arrived at Dongsansuo. There was no obstruction when they entered the door because there was no one guarding the door.
After walking two steps further, I heard lively shouting inside.
"Ah! Amma! Be gentle, I am your biological son!" Yong Jing's voice was terrifying.
"Little bastard, you dare to run away again! I'll see if I don't break your legs!" This was the voice of the third fat man who was furious.
Then I heard a crackling sound inside the house, so intense that the ground was shaking.
Bao'er frowned at the moment, but he still led his nephew closer and saw clearly what was going on inside the house. Bao'er suddenly understood what it meant to be in a hurry.
Her eldest nephew Yong Jing had no place to hide now and climbed directly onto the pillar.
His third brother, on the other hand, took a feather duster he got from somewhere, pinched his waist, and pointed at it menacingly.
"Get down here!"
Yong Jing shook his head like a rattle: "Put down the feather duster, and my son will go down!"
As he spoke, he hugged the pillar a little tighter.
The third fat man stared with big eyes and gasped in anger: "If you don't come down here, believe it or not, I will have your pillar cut off!"
Yong Jing was shocked at the moment: "Amma, I am your biological son. Isn't it a bit too much for you to be so rude?"
Upon hearing this, the third fat man was even more furious: "Why did I give birth to such an evil person like you?
My biological son, whose biological son are you? I don’t have a biological son like you!" He said with intention to try to climb up.
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Dong E next to him frowned. He immediately felt that the tea he just drank was not tasty, so he placed the tea cup heavily on the table and said slowly: "What do you mean?
He is not your biological son, could it be that he was born to someone else?" His eyes narrowed as he spoke.
After hearing the sound, the father and son were both stunned. Seeing that Mr. Dong E was in a bad mood, the third fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a gulp.
Immediately afterwards, the third fat man glanced at Yong Jing who was lying on the top again, and pointed with the feather duster, with a gritted expression on his face, as if to say: Little bastard, just wait for me!
Then he threw away the feather duster and immediately went back and hugged Mr. Dong E: "Daughter-in-law, don't be angry because of this matter. It's all this brat's fault. It makes us two angry. It's okay to make me angry. But it's okay to make you angry.
If it doesn’t work, I must help you deal with him today!”
After hearing this, Dong E's mouth twitched uncontrollably, but thinking that what he said was very pleasant, her expression softened a little.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw two small figures walking and standing at the door from the corner of his eye.
Then he immediately stood up, walked over and said, "Bao'er is here, and Xiao Yonghuang is here too."
As he said that, he walked quickly to the front with a smile on his face.
When he arrived, he directly picked up Bao'er and kissed him: "Third sister-in-law hasn't seen Bao'er for several days, I miss you so much!"
Bao'er giggled and said, "Sister-in-law, Bao'er misses you too." She also kissed Dong E on the face.
Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Dong E picked up Xiao Yonghuang and kissed him on the face: "Do you miss your third aunt?"
He grinned, "I think so!" He smiled so hard that his mouth watered.
Speaking of which, several children like Sanfujin very much.
Sanfujin came from a family of military commanders, and he was used to wielding swords and sticks.
She is a generous person and never limits herself to a few children. When she takes them out to play, she is always good at riding horses and shooting arrows. She is the king of children.
When San Fujin heard this, he laughed, and then suddenly looked at his son who was still lying on the pillar: "Why don't you hurry up and come down to pay tribute to your little aunt!"
Yong Jing dared to run when facing Ama, but when facing his own mother...he immediately got down from the top obediently.
Hehe smiled and said: "My little aunt is well."
When Bao'er saw this, he came to him and reached out to touch his head.
Yong Jing lowered his head to match his little aunt's height.
Bao'er touched his head and was satisfied: "Yongjing is good!"
Then he added: "Why are you hitting Yong Jing again, third brother? Yong Jing is so well-behaved."
The third fat man just wanted to roll his eyes.
Sure enough, my little sister is still young.
He's still well-behaved. When did this kid ever have anything to do with being well-behaved?
He immediately reached out and picked up his little sister: "Bao'er, stay away from this brat in the future, don't let him lead you to bad things."
San Fujin also rolled her eyes at that moment. She thought that the two children were evenly matched, and there was no guarantee who would lead the bad one.
Bao'er was forcefully held in his arms by his third brother. He frowned, but did not break away. Instead, he looked at Yongjing and asked: "What on earth did you do again? To offend the third brother.
So angry?"
Yong Jing touched his head, then glanced at his Ama with a guilty conscience and then said: "Little aunt, this is it...Actually, Yong Jing really didn't do anything, it was just...it was just...playing with my uncle
It’s just a game.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the third fat man's eyes widened: "Game? Thank you for your ability to say it!"
This voice startled everyone. Even the Dong E family beside him was not spared. They frowned and pinched his arm directly: "The children are all here, what are you doing with such a loud voice?"
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The third fat man glanced at his wife with a bit of resentment in his eyes. He always felt that compared with the children, his status would always be behind the children.
After all, he is a father, so why can't he be given some face in front of his sister, son, and nephew?
But now he doesn't dare to say this.
Bao'er glanced at his nephew, then at his third brother, then at his third sister-in-law, but then he didn't ask any more questions.
He was afraid that his eldest nephew would be beaten up by his third brother again.
Then he pulled out an envelope from his small cuff, took a careful look at it and said, "Here, third brother, this is given to you by Huang Ama and Huang Aniang. They have already gone out to play."
The third fat man took the envelope and glared at Yong Jing fiercely.
Yong Jing lowered his head and played with his fingers, his eyes wandering, and he felt a little guilty.