Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 151 The specific reason (2 more 1)

Hearing her whispering to Mu'er at the door, her uncle raised his eyes and looked over.

Almost at the same moment as when he raised his eyes, there was already a smile on his face.

"You're back~"

Ye Qingluan puffed her face, "Well, I'm back."

She actually wanted to say that her uncle pretended to be quite similar, as if she had just found out that she was back.

——She just knew that, based on her uncle's current cultivation, he probably sensed it as soon as she turned into the street in front of the shop.

But he was afraid that she would lose face, so he pretended to know just now.

Mu'er rushed in the door first, and directly threw herself into Mu Youzi's arms.

"Aye, Mu'er is making trouble in Cui's family school again today!"

Ok?
Ye Qingluan felt that Mu'er's words were wrong.

What "trouble", but also "again"!
If he knew that he was causing trouble, would he still want to tell him, Aye?
That Mu Youzi, an elder, didn't teach Mu'er a lesson for the first time, could he give Mu'er another chance to do it again and again?

unless……

Ye Qingluan had a question in his heart.

It's just that she thought about it again, and said in her heart: Can't you?
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So she followed suit.

Continue to catch Mu'er and ask, "... What did you do again this time?"

Mu'er's cheeks were red and bulging, and her big eyes were shining brightly, but she refused to speak.

Ye Qingluan hesitated for a moment.

Heart said: broken.How did she forget that her cub can read minds?

What is she thinking in her heart, she has already seen it!

So in order to protect himself, he just puffed up and refused to say anything!
She subconsciously glanced at her uncle...

Then my face felt a little hot.

No, I can't ask her uncle for a talisman!
She gritted her teeth.

Okay, she doesn't ask her cubs!

She didn't believe it anymore, if she didn't ask her son, she wouldn't be able to find out what her son was doing!
She pinched her waist and turned her neck.

Just asked her uncle: "...that big baby, where did you put it? Let me arrange it."
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When Ye Qingluan said "big treasure", he meant Da Sabao.

But after all, this is not the West Market, the entire territory is full of barbarians, Da Sabao's crime has not yet been interrogated by the court, so it is absolutely impossible to leak news in the West Market.

Her uncle raised his eyes to look at her, and asked slowly: "Is it for Cui Lang?"

It seems that her uncle understood in seconds.She really deserves to be her uncle.

But her uncle's next sentence became: "But are you sure, can he see that big baby?"

Tsk, why are you so mean all of a sudden?

She glared at him, "Even if he can't see it, there are naturally other capable people in their unit!"

Such a big Dali Temple is naturally a hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

By the way, is there Di Renjie in Dali Temple now?

As a result, she asked from the side, "Aye, who is Di Renjie?"

What else could she do other than stare at her?It can't be strangled.

Her uncle replied solemnly: "Di Renjie, he is the Facao under the account of the Governor's Mansion of Bingzhou."

Mu'er shook her head, "What is Fa Cao? Is it Cao Cao?"

Her uncle also patiently explained: "'Cao' is an official, and Fa Cao is an official who is in charge of criminal proceedings in the Governor's Mansion of the state."

Ye Qingluan didn't care whether her uncle did it on purpose or not, anyway, her uncle's words cleared up her confusion.

She rolled her eyes and thought about it seriously.

Since Di Renjie is in Bingzhou now, he hasn't come to the central government yet.Then the current top leader of Dali Temple is naturally not Di Renjie.

If Di Renjie is in charge of Dali Temple, then she is confident that Dali Temple can live in Dasabao; but since Di Renjie has not yet come to the central government, she is really worried about the ability of Dali Temple Hey.

She turned around and went out.

Put down a sentence: "You wait for me to ask!"
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She went straight to Cui's mansion.

She really had to ask Cui Qian face to face.

It was her uncle who tried his best to catch her back. If Dali Temple is incapable of guarding her, wouldn't her uncle be wasting all his efforts?
As a result, when she arrived at Cui's mansion, it was Cui Jing who came out to greet her.

When she saw Cui Jing's face, she couldn't help feeling guilty.

Cui Jing didn't know what she was happy about, so he quickly saluted and apologized, "...it's the younger generation who failed to take good care of Brother Mu'er."

It turned out that Cui Jing went up because of the thought of Mu'er being driven home.

Ye Qingluan hurriedly smiled and waved his hands, "Hey, that doesn't matter. Don't I, a mother, not know about his brat's temperament? He must be naughty!"

Ye Qingluan had already climbed the steps, but suddenly stopped again.

Now that she was talking about this, she simply asked Cui Jing: "...What the hell is he doing, so mad at Mr.? Did he go to the house to expose the tiles?"

Cui Jing hesitated to speak: "...No. In fact, brother Mu'er, he is doing what he should do in the school."

A bad premonition crossed Ye Qingluan's heart.

"He...recited poems?"
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The most serious thing Ye Qingluan can think of is this.

It's also because she went to Shandong this time, the road was too far, and she walked for too long, probably no one would "tighten up" Mu'er.

That little thing was already simmering with bad water, maybe she couldn't hold back when she was not in Chang'an.

Cui Jing was troubled, "...Brother Mu'er, it's not like he's reciting poems."

Ye Qingluan: "Huh?"

If it wasn't for reciting poems, what else could Mu'er do to make Cui Zhi go all out and not give the princess face, and insist on driving him home?

Cui Jing said awkwardly: "Brother Mu'er, he is writing poetry."

Ye Qingluan: "Pfft..."
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She raised her hand and pressed her forehead.

Sure enough, this matter is still inseparable from "poetry".

"What poem did he write?" Ye Qingluan's scalp was a little numb.

After all, the little thing is only two years old, and he can draw ghosts while holding a brush, and he can't write a few words in total.

Cui Jing was a little pondering again, as if Yazi was very difficult to speak.

Ye Qingluan urged, "Jing Xiaolang, tell me, I can handle it no matter what it is."

Cui Jing didn't feel embarrassed to say it directly, so he went to the concierge to ask for a pen and paper, and wrote it for Ye Qingluan himself.

After Cui Jing finished writing, he presented Ye Qingluan with both hands.

Ye Qingluan took a quick look, his head grew bigger with a "buzz"!

I saw that the "famous sentence through the ages" that she once wrote was:

"The day is full of clothes"...
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Ye Qingluan turned the paper upside down on the spot.

She is really ashamed to see her.

She would rather him memorize "Bai Sun Yi Shan Ends", the big deal is that the anachronism is a bit out of date.

She also didn't expect that he would write it on his own initiative as "All the clothes in the daytime"! He!
The daytime is full of clothes... This little bastard, what is he trying to do?
God? !

But no matter how thunderous she felt in her heart, Cui Jing was still looking at her in front of her eyes.

She had no choice but to laugh cheekily, "That stinky boy... I guess he must be tired from going to school during the day, so I miss the time when he could sleep casually during the day..."

Cui Jing also deeply agrees: "The younger generation also thinks the same way."

(End of this chapter)