Genius son best mother

Chapter 26 Poke Your Heart
Why no matter big or small, there is only one copy.

What's wrong with him, Nangong Chuli, why can't he eat the only one.

Xiaobawang is completely venting his anger!

Nangong Chuli played a scoundrel this time, his skin was thicker than a copper wall, and no one could beat him.

This point, Aran, the long follower beside him, has a deep understanding.

He could only spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Mu Jinyu who was frowning with a small iceberg in a very apologetic manner.

"Little master, I'm sorry, my master is like this. Even I, a slave, feel too ashamed. But there is no way, my master has only two hobbies in this life, one loves to eat, and the other loves to be with the king of war. .”

"Right now your mother is only making the only one, and the master will definitely not give it up to others. Even if you are a child. So I think, young master, you can only drink this white fungus sweet pear soup like us. "

Why is he so miserable as a servant, every time the master encounters something delicious, he doesn't care about it.

As for him, he has to follow the master to clean up the mess, Aran cried out in pain.

Seeing Nangong Chuli, Mu Ranran ate her son's rock sugar stew.

It's all drool on him, so he can't let his son eat what he left.

In this case, it can only be given to Nangong Chuli.

However, the son was clearly not very happy.

At this time, Mu Jinyu stared at Nangong Chuli who was eating rock sugar stewed eggs with one eyebrow raised.

Mu Ranran could only rub his head and comfort him.

"Son, forget it, let's be generous and let him eat."

"Mother, Jinyu is not such a stingy child. I know the story of Kong Rong making pears. I understand that one must know how to be humble and courteous. Mother, don't worry, I won't be angry with my uncle. After all, uncle is so pitiful, isn't he ?"

"Pitiful?"

Mu Ranran didn't know how her son came to this evaluation.

"Of course it's pitiful. You see, this uncle followed us all the way home. He must be a poor homeless uncle. Also, the uncle should be like those vagrants who have no father or mother. It should have been several days. Eat something."

"So I don't even let the children eat. Jinyu has seen this before. So, mother, Jinyu will not be stingy, so let this uncle eat more. It's so pitiful, mother, the kitchen Is there any more in here, and then give it to Uncle Duan."

Mu Jinyu tugged at the sleeves of her mother, Mu Ranran, with her small hands.

His watery phoenix eyes were smudged with a faint mist, just like the misty and rainy weather in the south of the Yangtze River, hazy.

He seemed to sympathize with what happened to Nangong Chuli.

But he poked Nangong Chuli's heart with every word, and the pain was so painful that he even put down his favorite food.

Sure enough, just like that guy, the shrunken version of the little guy is also so hateful.

Didn't he just eat a bowl of rock sugar stewed eggs?

Whether to be so mean, whether to poke his heart, liver, spleen and lungs like this, the internal organs will not be at peace.

"Here, I'll give it back to you, little guy. Also, don't call me uncle. Have you ever seen such a young and beautiful uncle like me? You have to call me brother, brother, do you understand?"

Nangong Chuli pushed the leftover stewed eggs with rock sugar to Mu Jinyu.

Pointing to his peach blossom face, he corrected Mu Jinyu's address.

"But my uncle said clearly that he is my father's good brother. According to my seniority, I should be called uncle, but it would be bad if I called him brother. Mother, am I right?"

Mu Jinyu looked at Mu Ranran in distress, thinking that it would be rude to call Nangong Chuli brother.

"Son is right. If he is your father's brother, you are right to call him uncle. From now on, you can call him uncle. But your uncle's hobbies are different from others. You will have to add two words in front of uncle in the future. You have to call him Handsome Uncle, and that’s fine.”

The narcissistic Nangong Chuli should not mind the word uncle after hearing this title.

Mu Ranran thought she had smoothed things over.

Who knew that Mu Jinyu frowned and said: "Mother, what is the word handsome, Jinyu has never heard of it, Jinyu only knows that good-looking people should be called beauties. How about it, I will call this uncle beauty uncle from now on. "

Beautiful uncle? !
Mu Ranran laughed out loud.

Ah Ran, who was at the side, looked at the master's face that was getting livid.

I wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so I had to find an excuse and ran out.

Then he squatted there and laughed out loud.

The voice was so loud that it naturally reached everyone's ears, including Nangong Chuli himself.

"Little guy, it's a brother, not an uncle, let alone a beauty uncle. Besides, a beauty is a description of a girl's family. Your brother and I are men, understand?"

Nangong Chuli felt that it would be even more embarrassing if she really cared about the six-year-old kid.

So he decided to have a good reasoning with Mu Jinyu.

He felt that such a young child must use vocabulary indiscriminately, and hadn't learned how to use words much.

So he graciously forgave Mu Jinyu and helped Mu Jinyu find the best reason.

But Mu Jinyu said: "That's not right, Uncle Beauty, you are prettier than Sister Nannie, so that's right to be called Uncle Beauty Uncle."

The implication is that you are like a girl, not like a man. This is more heartbreaking, okay?
The little venomous tongue is comparable to that big venomous tongue.

Nangong Chuli was about to explode with anger, she wished she could reach out her hand to clean up this kid.

But seeing the face of Little Poison Tongue, Nangong Chuli withdrew her hand inexplicably.

He desperately let himself take a deep breath, deep breath, not impulsive, absolutely not impulsive.

Seeing Nangong Chuli, her breathing rate was not right.

Mu Ranran naturally pinched Mu Jinyu's face.

"Son, you, you, aren't you just a bowl of stewed eggs with rock sugar? If you let it go, let it go, but mother will make more delicious ones. Sit obediently, mother will make it for you, don't be angry with him anymore After all, he has helped our mother and son a lot, no matter what, we have to thank him, don't we?"

Mu Ranran can naturally see now that her son is deliberately angry with Nangong Chuli.

For that bowl of stewed eggs with rock sugar, my son gave full play to his talent and learning.

That is where Nangong Chuli's weakness is, and he will attack there specifically.

This son is so smart that it makes her feel ashamed.

When Mu Jinyu heard this, he hesitated for a while, but nodded.

"Mother is right. Jinyu is being stingy. It's just a bowl of food, so there's no need to be so fussy."

What made him angry was not the bowl of stewed eggs with rock sugar, but what his mother specially made for him, which was snatched away by this strange uncle.

That's why I'm so angry.

"That's right, son."

Mu Ranran scratched Mu Jinyu's little nose in relief, and smiled softly.

"What's more, mother understands what you mean, and feels that this uncle has taken away the unique love that mother made for her son, so she feels very aggrieved, and wants to get angry with this uncle, doesn't she?"

(End of this chapter)