Leisure time of raising children

Chapter 88 Methods
Finally, Kung Fu pays off.

Finally let him see something out.

"Master, master, look at what they are holding in their hands."

Mo Yan slapped Tang Ziyu excitedly.

……

Tang Ziyu felt pain when he was slapped vigorously by Mo Yan. Before he could tell him, he turned his head to look at Mo Yan's face, as excited as if he had picked up gold.

Without speaking, he turned his head to look at the place he just said.

In the end, after looking at it for a long time, except for seeing those brothers chattering there, they seemed to be discussing something.

Nothing else was seen.

But seeing Mo Yan watching so hard, he suddenly asked curiously, "Mo Yan, what did you see just now? Why didn't I see anything?"

"Master, didn't you see it? I saw something white in that Ah San's hand." Mo Yan didn't turn his face away, but his voice was answering Tang Ziyu's question.

"White hair?" Tang Ziyu raised his eyebrows.

What it is?
Gently patted Mo Yan's shoulder, "Do you want to know what they are holding?"

Hearing this, Mo Yan turned his head.

A pair of bright eyes looked at Tang Ziyu,
"I think. Master, do you have a solution?"

Tang Ziyu met these eyes, feeling that if he said no, would Mo Yan cry in anger?
Tang Ziyu couldn't help but laugh at his own thoughts, and deeply felt how evil his thoughts were.

I actually want to see people cry.

Shaking his head, he shook off the messy thoughts in his mind.

However, Mo Yan next to him clearly saw his young master smirking and shaking his head at him.

This look very much resembled Mo Nian's expression on the beautiful maid Yuexi beside his wife.

Immediately, Mo Yan felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Mo Yan, what are you thinking?" The imagination in the mind was interrupted by Tang Ziyu's clear voice.

I saw that the young master who had been giggling had woken up at some point, and was staring at him strangely with his big eyes open.

Mo Yan shook his body, said with a dry smile, "It's nothing."

Tang Ziyu withdrew his gaze from Mo Yan in a strange way,
"Don't you want to know what they are doing? I just call them over."

"Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, Ah Si, what are you doing standing there! If you don't leave, do you still want to do it!" It can only be said that Tang Ziyu's voice is not too soft.

Mo Yan, who was next to Tang Ziyu, picked his ears silently.

Feeling that his ears were better, he put down his hands and stared at the direction of several people.

Those people trembled when they were called by Tang Ziyu.

Then the four of them faced each other and looked at each other.

What should I do?
This has not been discussed yet, what should we do?
However, Tang Ziyu was getting impatient.

Then,
Ah San looked at the white tiger who was as soft as a kitten in his hand.

He stuffed him directly into Ah Da's hand.

"Brother, this is what you are best at. Your brother and our happiness are in your hands. Come on."

As soon as Ah Da turned around, he was caught off guard by something.

This soft hair, warm to the touch, made Ah Da a little chilly.

I didn't dare to throw it back hard.

Even though this thing is small, it is still a tiger.

Use more strength to wake up this little thing.

Ah Da deeply felt that if he dared to throw it, there must be one hand that he could not hold.

Gritting his teeth, he looked angrily at the three younger brothers who kept throwing blame at him.

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　Good afternoon (=^▽^=)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)