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

Chapter 4
The piano stops, the wind calms down, and the bamboo leaves dancing in the forest become vertical falls.

The pure white robes also stopped gracefully, perching at the man's feet.

He came over, tapped his cane on the ground with a deer head, duk duk.

She sighed and crossed her hands to salute, "Master Uncle."

The person who came was her uncle Mu Youzi.

The two of them are the only two people left after the disaster of Shanyue Gate.

Mu'er immediately turned around and shouted happily, "Aye!"

The two little bastards immediately turned around and bowed again, "Master Lang!"

Ye Qingluan hurriedly took two steps forward, and covered Mu'er's mouth with her hand.

"Screaming again!"

Mu'er yelled in A Niang's hands, and wanted to defend herself.

"I forbade Mu'er to call me 'A Weng'."
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Ye Qingluan sighed.This man, probably because of playing the piano every day for three years, has cultivated so much that even his voice is like the sound of a piano.

She raised her eyes to look at him, "Why not? You are my uncle, of course he is A Weng."

He tilted his head, and there was a hint of mischief in his black eyes, "...I am twenty, and Mu'er calls me Ah Weng, doesn't it mean that I am old?"

Ye Qingluan could only sigh.When he was six or seven years old, he was quite mature, like a little monk in meditation every day; now that he is 20 years old, he is a bit mischievous.

Is he a reverse growth?

"That can't be called Aye!"

She withdrew her gaze and didn't look at him. She just lifted Mu'er up and patted the dust all over his body.

Her uncle still tilted his head, his black pupils burning, "You taught me. Mu'er is obedient, but you refuse?"
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"Me!" Ye Qingluan's throat seemed to be blocked by catkins.

Yes, she taught it, but she didn't mean it!

She is not a native of this world, and she can't remember some titles, so it's not her fault!

——In her world, people of the second generation are called "grandfather".So when she taught Mu'er to speak, she thought it was only natural for Mu'er to call him "Grandfather".

"Grandmother heard that the daughter came, and Guo Xiangfu will be the general" She has memorized it, but isn't "Mulan Poetry" a folk song of the Northern Dynasties?

It has been 100 years since the Northern Dynasties. Who knew that people at this time would still call Dad "Ye"!
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He stared at her quietly, "Besides, what he calls now is 'Aye', not 'Grandpa'... This is already Muer trying to make a compromise, isn't it?"

"He is two years old, so don't make things difficult for him." He was so calm.

She was also discouraged.

"But, is there any difference between 'Aye' and 'Grandfather'? Aren't they both fathers?"

He came over and gently held her elbow with his hand, "I'll teach him slowly. Allow us a little more time, okay?"

She lowered her eyes and her eyes fell on his hands.

He is her uncle, and they usually treat each other with courtesy, but his action is from the two of them supporting each other on the night of the master's catastrophe.

Not overstepping the rules, just feeling at ease.

She had no choice but to raise her eyes to look at his black pupils, "Okay, you really have to teach him well and stop pampering him. He is already two years old, and he is getting sensible. If there is any delay, it will be more difficult to explain clearly in the future." .”

He is her uncle, and Mu'er always chases him and calls him father, so what's the point?

He smiled and nodded, "Just leave it to me."
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He said and winked at the two bastards on the ground.
Those two immediately got up, and the moment they got up, they had turned into two young servants, at the age of twelve or thirteen, wearing short clothes and combing their horns, standing beside Mu'er on one left and one on the right.

He walked over again, "rescued" Mu'er from under her palm with his own hands, and hugged her in his arms.

"Mu'er go wash your face with Suan Ni and Samba, okay? After washing your face, you can eat."

Suanni and Samba are their real names.

Mu'er was in his arms, relaxed and at ease, "Aye, Mu'er is going to be on the same side as Aunt now! Ahye has changed~"

Mu Youzi laughed, looked up at her first, and then slowly said, "That's easy. But, if Mu'er is on the same level as A Niang now, then Aye won't be able to hold Mu'er." .”

Mu'er turned her head immediately and took a careful look at Ye Qingluan.

"Aye...can't you hold A Niang?"
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Ye Qingluan coughed on the spot.

Leaning on her ribs, she almost hissed, "Mu'er, what are you talking about!"

Mu'er frowned, "But, Aye can clearly hug Aunt."

"Mu'er!..." Ye Qingluan really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

This bastard boy, what did he say about him?
There seemed to be a ray of red cloud floating over Mu Youzi's face.It's just that he quickly returned to his usual expression.

He stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of Mu'er's nose, "Then look, can Aye still hold you like this... hug your mother?"
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Ye Qingluan was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Mu Youzi, shut up too!"

It's a pity that Mu'er was only immersed in his master's logic, and when she thought about it seriously, she shook her head, "Yes, when Aye hugged A Niang, it wasn't like Aye hugged Muer now."

Ye Qingluan decided not to stay here anymore.If she stayed here, even the sparrows in the mountains would be twittering.

at last.

"Okay..." Mu Youzi stopped Mu'er with a smile, "Mu'er, hurry up and wash your face with Suan Ni and Samba. Otherwise, the roast meat will be cold."

Mu'er yelled happily, "Today we have grilled meat, that's great!"
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Mu'er slipped off Mu Youzi by herself, clapped her hands happily and walked away with those two bastards.

The three of them took the first step, but Ye Qingluan couldn't leave.She had no choice but to stop, and turned her head to stare at her uncle, "You two puppets, can you please take care of them? The two of them are really working for tigers now!"

Those two bastards could turn into adults, it was because of his puppetry.

He smiled and lowered his eyes, "Mu'er is still young, it's better to let him be free."

Ye Qingluan slumped his shoulders helplessly, "No matter how naughty Mu'er is, he is only a two-year-old child, and he can't make trouble. But with your two puppets, he can go to heaven and earth now, If you say hide, hide! Even I can't catch him sometimes."

He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the mountain spring where Mu'er and the others went to wash their faces, "...Listen, Mu'er smiles so happily."

She was at a loss for words.

That's right, it's lonely in the deep mountains, Mu'er is lucky to have such two little bastards by her side.

Seeing that she was silent, he said softly, "Shall I make you tea?"

Only then did she regain her energy, "Come here quickly! I drank that cup just now, so I didn't overwhelm me."

Datang tea is sencha with salt added.

Not only do you need to add salt, but some even add onion and ginger, jujube cinnamon, pork, beef and mutton...

It's more like soup than tea.

After transmigrating, she wanted to take a sip of the pure green tea of ​​later generations, but she couldn't even get it.

But I don't know how he learned it. When he was still young, he could make tea and make tea for her to drink.

She took the tea and quickly took a big sip.The fragrant tea slips through the throat, and the whole body feels comfortable.

While looking after the boiling water with a long-handled tea spoon, he looked at her quietly from the side.

"To see Kang Zunzheng?"

(End of this chapter)