Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 552
There were sounds like fighting in the room, as well as his grandfather's roar, and Zhu Zhuang's unconvinced defense.

Huo Yuting was overjoyed, and rushed to Fu Bao: "Fu Bao, is my grandpa awake?"

Fu Bao blinked his eyes, if being able to fight is considered sober, then he must be sober.

So she nodded vigorously: "Yes, Grandpa Huo is awake."

Huo Yuting was overjoyed, and was about to go into the house.

The third master grabbed him and pointedly said: "You'd better not go in now."

"why?"

"I'm afraid you will fight with your grandfather."

Huo Yuting looked at the third master as if looking at a monster, then smiled, gently broke free from the third master's hand, and rushed into the room without hesitation.

The old third master shook his head: "After all, you are young and energetic, and you will suffer a loss if you don't listen to the old man's words."

Before the words fell, Huo Yuting's exclamation came from inside, followed by Mr. Huo's angry scolding: "You bastard, unfilial descendant, I will remove you from the clan."

"Grandpa, even if you don't recognize me as your grandson, I still want this gun."

Zhu Zhuang hurriedly said: "Grandpa, give me the gun, I'll call you Grandpa."

"Fart! Give me back your guns! Give me back, do you hear me?"

After Mr. Huo was full of anger, there was a bang, and the dust was flying inside, and the ashes rushed out from the crack of the door.

Mo Junying and Fu Bao looked at each other.

"Brother Ying, is that gun worth much?" Fu Bao asked in a low voice.

Mo Junying nodded: "It's not worth money, but very valuable. Either of those two guns can cause a sensation in our country, especially the second women's pistol. If our country can produce it, Then when those little devils from the United States come, we will beat them one by one, and if they come, we will beat them up one by one, and we can beat them to the ground, and they will never dare to bully us again."

Fu Bao thought for a while and asked, "Is the most advanced cannon in there more valuable for research?"

"Of course." Mo Junying nodded, and said worriedly: "But you must not take this out. After you take out that cannon, you will not be able to live a stable life."

"I know."

Fu Bao nodded obediently, then tilted his head and thought about it: "Brother Ying, I think the cannon uses a lot of steel, it must be very heavy, or we can dismantle it and sell it for steel, can it be sold?" A lot of food stamps and money?"

Mo Junying: ...

Fubao, do you know that if you say this, you will be beaten to death?

Don't talk about other people, just Mr. Huo can turn against you and avenge you.

However, Mo Junying doted on Fubao with his strength, and smiled bewilderedly at Fubao: "Fubao is right."

Fu Bao was so happy after being praised, he showed his eight small white teeth, and said proudly: "Fu Bao is indeed the smartest."

Mo Junying suppressed a smile: "Yes, Fu Bao is right."

Fu Bao quickly praised Mo Junying and said, "Brother Ying is the second smartest person."

Mo Junying smiled and said, "Didn't you tell your grandma the second smartest person the day before yesterday?"

Fubao: ...

It feels really embarrassing to be exposed.

She tilted her head and thought for a while: "It's tied for second place."

Then secretly gave himself a thumbs up, he is really smart.

No one is offended.

Mo Junying laughed out loud at her cute look.

He rubbed Fu Bao's soft hair, and said fondly, "Fu Bao is so good."

"Brother Ying, when did we dismantle the cannon?"

Mo Junying staggered.

Then he showed a very serious expression: "Fu Bao."

"Brother Ying?"

"You know, your little hands are for grabbing delicious things, not for dismantling machines, so I can't bear you to do the rough work of dismantling cannons, you know?"

Fu Bao was so moved, Brother Ying really loved her so much.

However, in order to show that she is not a person who cannot endure any hardships, she firmly said: "Don't be afraid, brother Ying, I am very happy to have your kindness, I have decided, I must dismantle the cannon alone. "

Mo Junying: ...

So a few days later, when Mo Junying saw the cannon that had become a pile of parts, he was so distressed that he almost pulled it away.

But the sins committed by my beloved child, no matter how painful it is, I have to endure it with tears in my eyes!

The door was slammed open, and Huo Yuting rushed out first, with a smile on his face like an idiot.

Then Zhu Zhuang came out, holding a women's pistol in his hand, and he also had a smile on his face, smiling like a fool.

The last one to come out was Mr. Huo, holding a particularly long feather duster in his hand. His face was gloomy, as heavy as a thunderstorm.

"Things that are not filial, things that are not loyal!"

Mr. Huo cursed.

Huo Yuting and Zhu Zhuang ignored him and were admiring the spoils.

Mr. Huo was furious.

It's really a decline in the world, people's hearts are not old, and they don't even know how to respect the elderly.

After seeing Fu Bao, his eyes lit up, and he ran over in a hurry.

"Fubao, is grandpa treating you well?"

"It's Grandpa Huo." Fu Bao corrected.

Mr. Huo paused slightly, then smiled obsequiously: "Okay, okay, is Grandpa Huo treating you well?"

"One broken knife for two guns, what do you think?"

Fu Bao blinked and looked at Mr. Huo, seeing how thick his old skin is.

Mr. Huo was stifled again, and said embarrassingly: "My knife is also a very good knife, it is a spoil from the battlefield."

Before Fubao could speak, Mo Junying said indifferently: "The two guns of my family Fubao can buy hundreds of thousands of your broken knives. Mr. Huo, you are really getting better and better. You even lied to a three-year-old child." Fubao, let's ignore this cheeky Grandpa Huo, let's go, let's go home."

"En!" Fu Bao nodded vigorously, and made a face at Mr. Huo: "Bad grandpa!"

Mo Junying walked out of Huo's house with Fu Bao in her arms.

"Hey, Fubao, wait a minute." The third master hurriedly chased him out, looking at Fubao anxiously.

"Old man, what else do you want? Don't you want a gun too?"

"What do I want a gun for? Is it used to make Chinese medicine?" The third master was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled flatteringly: "Fubao, you said you would give me a dozen antidotes, when will you give them?" ?”

"Oh, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"That's fine, thank you Fubao!"

The old man turned around and left.

Mo Junying didn't walk more than ten steps with Fu Bao in her arms when she was stopped again.

Looking back, it turned out to be Wu Jin.

"Uncle Wu."

Fu Bao called obediently.

Wu Jin reached out his hand to touch Fu Bao's head, but after being stared at by Mo Junying's death gaze, he could only shrink back embarrassingly.

"mean!"

After muttering, he said to Mo Junying: "I found the talisman you asked me to search in Liu's house, can you see if it is this talisman?"

Mo Junying took it and handed it to Fu Bao without looking at it.

Fu Bao took a look and blurted out: "Nine-turn magic talisman?"

　Sleepy, let's sleep first, okay?There are still [-] words to get up and write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)