Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 3 Zaizai’s approach
"That's a good name. From now on, he will be the fourth little baby in the family." Song Weiguo strode in from outside with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

"I like daddy and grandma the most." The little girl happily shook her head.

Hearing her natural address, Song Weiguo and his wife looked at each other, with no repulsion on their faces.

In this way, Xingxing's decision was unexpectedly unanimous. Except for Mrs. Song who was a little uneasy, everyone else in the family welcomed her arrival.Even the second brother Song Jichen, who is the most difficult to deal with, is quite open-minded.There are exactly three houses in the yard now. The three brothers live in one room, Song Weiguo and his wife live in one room, and Xingxing lives in one room with Mrs. Song.Mrs. Song turned around and left without saying anything, but after a while, Jiang Wan saw that the old Mrs. Song had come out to dry herself under the quilt... a typical hard-spoken but soft-hearted person.

The houses were very simple, but Mrs. Song was originally from the countryside, so she kept the small house very clean. It was July, when the sun was at its most intense.

That night, Jiang Wan was worried and wanted to come quietly to see if her little Zaizai was asleep. She just went outside Mrs. Song's house. Before she could knock on the door, she saw the old man sitting through the crack in the door. The head of the kang blew a big cattail leaf fan to the little girl.The little girl was sleeping soundly under the quilt, with her limbs spread out, obviously looking comfortable.Seeing this, Jiang Wan's lips curved slightly.

"Mom." As if aware of her gaze, Mrs. Song suddenly looked over, and Jiang Wan shouted sheepishly.

"What are you looking at? Can I still eat her?" Mrs. Song said angrily.

Although Mrs. Song spoke fiercely, after Jiang Wan left, she still gently tucked a chubby little foot back into the bed.

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Early the next morning, Wang Guihua from the west entrance of the village knocked on the door.

"Mother Xuanxuan, there is a market in Baihe Village today, are you going to go?" She stood at the door and shouted to Jiang Wan enthusiastically.

Jiang Wan was about to wake up and wake up. When she heard Wang Guihua's voice, she hurriedly opened the door.Because she had just settled here not long ago, and the food rations at home were almost eaten by the two children yesterday, and besides, she had to buy medicine for Achen, so when Jiang Wan heard that she was going to the market, Jiang Wan immediately agreed. .

"I'm coming with you." Song Weiguo was already following with a basket on his back.

"Mom, if something happens, ask Jiyuan to call us in the next village." Song Weiguo turned around and told Mrs. Song and Song Jiyuan.

Song Jiyuan didn't say anything, but nodded.

Seeing this, Song Weiguo and Jiang Wan walked towards the door together.But at this time, a little girl with disheveled hair walked out of the back room. As she walked, she muttered, "Grandma said, I need to... wash my face."

Wang Guihua, who was originally guarding the door, vaguely heard the little girl's voice. She was very curious about the rumored little girl picked up by the Song family, so she poked her head and said to the Song family couple who had already walked up to them: " Is it your little girl who is speaking?"

Jiang Wan's hand hanging by her side suddenly tightened.

In front of the house, Song Jiyuan, who had heard Wang Guihua's words, immediately stepped forward to pick up the disheveled little girl, then put her under the creaking nest and returned to the west room.

"Yes, she should have gone to make trouble with her brothers." Jiang Wan slowly looked back and saw that the little girl was no longer in the yard, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

The three of them set off towards Baihe Village in parallel.

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After Song Weiguo and his wife went to the market, Mrs. Song invited the four children to eat. Song Jiyuan was 13 years old this year. During breakfast, he ate a little and then went to the yard. He sat in the corner and started knocking on the wooden boards with a few wooden boards. Beat, beat.Xingxing and Xuanxuan, two big eaters, kept eating, but while eating, Xingxing's attention was attracted by the shackles on Song Jichen's wrists and ankles.

"Second...Second brother!" Xingxing puffed up his cheeks and said slowly: "Second brother, this." She pointed to the shackles on Song Jichen's body and said curiously: "I'll help you take them off!!!" The little guy's voice was convincing.

"It can't be taken off." Song Jichen didn't seem to be bothered by the shackles at all. He was obviously only ten years old, but his eyes didn't look childish at all.

"Why can't you take it off?" Xingxing still refused to give up. He held the small coarse-grain steamed bun and simply came to Song Jichen's side. The small lump squatted into a ball and looked at the heavy shackles carefully.

"No matter how sharp a sword is, it can't split it." Song Jichen shook his head.

Xuanxuan saw Xingxing huddled next to his second brother, and he also squeezed to Song Jichen's side, holding his own small broken bowl.

"I know!! I have a solution!!!"

Xingxing finished the last bite of steamed buns, then puffed out his cheeks and hummed while moving things.

Mrs. Song was sitting aside drinking water, and she saw the little girl buzzing about like a little bee, almost removing all the small benches and sundries placed around Song Jichen.

"Brother!!" The little girl moved for a while and didn't ask for help. However, she suddenly stopped while running. Her chubby little body shouted towards Song Jiyuan who was dumping wood with a ladle: "Brother! Come here. !!” He didn’t recognize life at all.

Hearing the soft words "big brother", Song Jiyuan held Ji Zi's hand and paused suddenly, almost stabbing his hand.Perhaps only two seconds later, he stood up and walked to Xingxing without saying a word.

"Brother, can you catch those clucks?" The little girl's chubby little finger pointed at a newly built chicken coop in the corner of the yard.

"Kekeke is the chicken that lays eggs." Xuanxuan was still drinking porridge while holding his own little broken bowl.

"Okay." Song Jiyuan nodded and strode towards the chicken coop without asking what the little girl wanted to do.

Although he cherishes his words like gold, he is very agile in his work.Soon the hens were rushed into the kitchen.

"Okay, you all go back to the house. I...I want to do...something for my second brother!!" The little girl puffed up her chest and said seriously.But if you look closely, you can see that her black grape-like eyes are clearly spinning with a guilty conscience...

Because she had been running just now, the two little knots on Xingxing's head were all messed up. Song Jichen stretched out his hands to tie them up for her. Because he also had shackles on his wrists, the shackles made a dull sound as he moved. sound.

"Second brother, let's start!!" After successfully driving Song Jiyuan and Mrs. Song back to the house, he woke up and ran back to Song Jichen's side, letting Song Jichen stand with his hands and feet separated.

Song Jichen felt a little uneasy. After all, in this clear day, he had not missed the guilty look in the little girl's eyes just now.

"Wake up, what you are doing is not going to send me away on the spot, right?" The young boy lowered his eyes and looked at the little carrot head.

The little knot on Xingxing's head kept shaking. When she heard Song Jichen say this, her already guilty conscience suddenly became tense, and her eyes kept blinking...

(End of this chapter)