Chapter 1723

Erlin's big watery eyes were like clean glass.

She held a porcelain bowl in her fleshy little hands.

In the porcelain bowl was Sansen's leftover half bowl of sweet porridge.

In fact, Erlin doesn't particularly like to eat other people's leftovers, but she just likes to grab Sansen's things.

Who made Sansen so beloved by his mother?

She quietly hid under the bed, her small body was blocked by the hanging curtain, so she couldn't see anything.

Holding the bowl of sweet porridge, she took a small sip, curled her mouth and muttered, "Hmph, Sansen eats such a nasty thing with such relish, it really has no taste."

While muttering, she mischievously poured the bowl of sweet porridge on the ground.

"I can't eat it, and Sansen doesn't even want to eat it." Erlin thought angrily, lying on the ground and watching all the sweet porridge get dirty, she was very happy.

At this time.

Xiaokui Bao Sansen followed Li Yushu to the room shared by Damu and Sansen.

Damu was still reciting poems, but he was absent-minded, his big decent eyes were always wandering around, and he looked a little guilty.

"Liang (mother), my porridge, porridge..." Sanmori was still thinking about that bowl of porridge.

Maybe it's because of the third child, maybe it's because Sansen snatched something from his elder brother and sister in Yushu's stomach but failed to get it.

He was born relatively thin, but his belly was bulging, and his eyes looked a bit like Murong Che's. He tilted his head up, opened his arms and acted like a baby to Li Yushu: "Porridge, I want porridge, woo woo woo..."

"San Mori, don't cry." No matter how childish a mother is, she can't compare to a real child.

In front of Sanmori, Li Yushu is a mature adult at any rate.

She hugged Sansen, the four and a half year old Sansen was also heavy, Li Aotian didn't spoil the child very much, every time Yushu hugged Sansen, it was inevitable that she would give her a good meal, but Yushu just didn't want to part with it.

"Mother brought you back the porridge." No matter how calm Da Mu was, he was still a child, and his guilty eyes had already betrayed him.

Those eyes always glanced at the bed, typically there is no silver 300 taels here.

Li Yushu came to the bed with Xiaobao Sansen in his arms, and Sansen climbed off Yushu with his calves thumping, and then opened the curtain that was laid out, and dragged Erlin out.

Erlin rolled out from under the bed.

There was dust all over the little pink dress, and so was the little fair face.

"I have porridge, and (sister) give me the porridge." Sanmori said aggrievedly.

Erlin imitated Xiao Yushu's akimbo attitude and stared at him with his little head held high, rather disgusted, he said: "What's the matter, it's my sister, she's talking to me with her teeth leaking, you're so stupid."

Sanmori doesn't like people saying that his teeth are leaking, so he rushed to Erlin angrily. Erlin was smart, and his little hands wanted to push Sansen away, but he didn't want Sanmori to sit on the ground in a fake manner, crying and rolling , rubbing her eyes with her small hands: "It's cool (mother), and (sister) bullies me."

Erlin is really wronged, she hasn't touched Sansen yet.

"I didn't, mother, I didn't bully Sansen, it was Sansen who bumped into me." Erlin said aggrievedly.

Seeing their war without gunpowder smoke, Damu couldn't help but bury his little head in the book, thinking, it's better not to join the team.

At this time, a tall figure stood at the door.

Sanmori's eyes were sharp, and he saw it all at once. He planned to come to a villain to sue first, so he raised his short legs and hopped over...

(End of this chapter)

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