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Chapter 261 Light firewood?Why did you order my clothes?
"Zhao Abao, what are you doing again?" When Zhao Heng turned around, his robe had already started to catch fire.Abao was standing there with a grin on his face.

But because Zhao Heng turned around suddenly, his clothes also swayed as he turned around, and the next second, Abao screamed.

"Daddy! Hair! Hair!" When Zhao Heng's clothes were thrown up, he happened to brush a small twitch on Abao's head.

It happened so suddenly. Zhao Heng didn't even bother to take off his robe that started to catch fire. He picked up A Bao's short legs and stuffed A Bao's head into the bucket on the side. , and then quickly hugged him out.

As for his burning robe, Wang Chunniang and Zhao Xuan had already helped clean it up.

As for Abao, although Zhao Heng had just held up his short legs and stuffed his head into the bucket, the time was short, so there was nothing wrong except that the little one was burned for a while.

He just kept stroking the short little one and moaned.

In fact, Zhao Heng heard the noise as soon as A Bao ran over, but he didn't feel anything was wrong at first. After all, no one would have thought that A Bao, a bear like that, would be holding fire certificates.

"Go change clothes with your mother first, and I will take care of you later." Zhao Heng directly handed Abao in his arms to Wang Chunniang, and then said to Abao in a vicious tone.

When Abao heard this, he immediately shrank his head, obviously knowing that he had made a big trouble, he simply laid his little head on Wang Chunniang's neck and stopped talking.

in the house,
Only the mother and daughter were there. Wang Chunniang put A Bao into a new set of clothes. A Bao stood on the kang and stretched out his two paws to touch his two little ones. One was longer and the other was quite short. of.

"Mom, I'm so ugly." Abao frowned in frustration.

"Mom is also on your father's side today. If your father hits you later, mother won't stop you!" Wang Chunniang arranged A Bao's clothes and asked her to put on her shoes. said.

Abao stood on the ground, she said nothing, then listlessly carried two very different little ones to the yard.

"Abao, Grandpa Yao has prepared some ginger soup for you. When your father finishes beating you, remember to drink it." The old Yao Wang was watching the fun and did not think it was a big deal.

Abao pursed his lips, and then he slowly came to Zhao Heng's side like a snail.

Zhao Heng sat upright on the stone bench. When he saw Abao coming, he knocked on the table and said, "Tell me, what did you want to do with the fire fold just now?"

Abao scratched his little head and hummed: "Learn some firewood."

Zhao Hengsheng laughed out of anger: "Lighting firewood? Why are you lighting my clothes?"

A Bao's two little paws were grabbing her clothes hard. She pulled and pulled, but she didn't open her mouth.

"Speak!" Zhao Heng's voice suddenly rose, scaring the old medicine king on his side to tremble.

"I... I... Daddy made me burn my butt. I want... I want to burn Daddy too!" Possibly because he suddenly gained the courage, Abao howled.

"How did I teach you before? Ah? Tell me! Don't eat at noon if you can't tell me." Zhao Heng stretched out his hand and nodded at A Bao, and A Bao's chubby little body subconsciously stepped back.

"Dad...Dad said you are not allowed to go to the river, and you are not allowed to play with water or fire alone." Abao still remembered what his father said very clearly.

"But...but, I'm not playing with fire alone." Abao muttered softly, "I'm inviting daddy to play with me."

"Who taught you this? Is this how invitations work?" Zhao Heng was furious. He picked up the sole of his shoe and pulled Ah Bao over, and slapped Ah Bao on the butt.

"Dad also invites you to take a look at the soles of the shoes that your mother just gave me. Are they useful? Huh?" As he said this, he started to admire the soles of A Bao's shoes again.Later, Zhao Heng chased after him with the soles of his shoes, while Abao ran in front.

Zhao Xuan stood in the kitchen, looking at A Bao's two little ones, one tall and one short. He turned around and asked Wang Chunniang with some worry: "Mom, a section of A Bao's hair was burned by the fire. Is it right?" It doesn’t have to be cut and regrown.”

Otherwise, if A Bao, the taller one and the shorter one, goes out, he will definitely be laughed at by the children.

Wang Chunniang glanced at the open door of her courtyard, and couldn't help but hold her forehead and said: "It's too late, they have already ran out."

On the streets of Xixi Village, Abao ran away wailing. When Zhao Heng saw him on the street at first, he had given up on beating the child in public. After all, he wanted to lose face.

But... he couldn't let A Bao run away on his own, so he changed from beating the child to chasing A Bao and carrying her home.

Zhao Heng naturally ran faster than Ah Bao. As soon as Zhao Heng picked up Ah Bao, Ah Bao started shouting loudly: "Help, help...my father is beating the child!"

Zhao Heng snatched the person away and took him home directly.

"Go and stand at the wall, wait for lunch and then come out." Zhao Heng pointed to the wall next to the chicken coop and said to Abao.

Abao looked eagerly in the direction of the kitchen, but... Wang Chunniang and Zhao Xuan lowered their heads at the same time.

Abao let out a long sigh and stood up towards the wall.

The old medicine king sneaked over with a bowl of ginger soup.

Zhao Hengquan pretended not to see him and said as he walked to the kitchen: "This afternoon, the primary school will teach you how to play the bamboo flute. You'd better learn from me!"

Abao's little body trembled again.

What is a bamboo flute?It sounds difficult.

"I didn't expect that this little Bai knows a lot of things, even the bamboo flute." Old Medicine King said with some surprise.

"It's not Xiaobai." Mrs. Song shook her head: "It's Dabao's aunt's family who has a daughter who used to be in a theater troupe and is very good at bamboo flutes. Aunt Yang's family funded and gave them to every child in the school. A bamboo flute.”

"Xiao Bai was worried that there was something wrong with the bamboo flute. I made a special trip this morning and checked everything." Song explained: "Li Zheng also agreed to let her teach here for a try."

A Bao kept listening by the chicken coop with his ears pulled. Dabao's aunt?Didn’t Dabao say that his aunt is a bad person?
The daughter of a bad guy, is she good or bad?

This is obviously beyond the scope of Abao's head.

After all, Abao didn't eat much good food yesterday, and now she was forced to stand again. Her stomach growled with hunger, but her mother's buns weren't steamed yet.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to the chicken coop, imagining chicken noodle soup and cold shredded chicken. Her eyes made the pile of chickens tingle...

Just when A Bao's head was about to hit the chicken coop, Zhao Heng came towards A Bao with a pair of scissors...

(End of this chapter)