I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 225 Brothers vs Dads

Fenghuang led the dumpling straight into the sky, but saw a large group of silver-winged butterflies gradually flying over in the distance.

Xiaotuanzi stretched out his claws and reached for it: "Master gave Tangtang a gift, didn't he?"

She put her little claws to her lips, made a big trumpet, and shouted to her fathers:

"Little Butterfly is here, daddies, it's Master's Little Butterfly, here to give Tangtang a gift."

Four fathers: "..."

Daddy is just Daddy, can't you call them one by one?
This "we" sounds very uncomfortable.

And moisturizing!

A lot of age, giving a gift once is over, why give it for half a month and 20 days, is it endless?
Last time, a long scroll flew in the sky of the capital for several days.

Now even the flies passing by know that the sky in Yunwu Mountain is very blue, the scenery is beautiful, the water is very sweet, and the dumplings are very cute.

After finally leaving, why is it coming again now, and even chased to Yinghai Island, the ghost really lingers!
The four fathers forced out a strange smile and said in unison: "Oh."

Tangtang: "..."

Hey, what happened to the fathers?

The corners of his mouth were twitching, his handsome face was trembling, just like Daddy Meiyan, didn't he take medicine?
Xiaotuanzi flew down from the sky, moved his short legs and sat down in front of the fathers, and Xiaozhuozhao held Xiaoyuan's face eagerly looking up to the sky.

The silver-winged butterflies flew over and gradually formed a figure: "Tangtang."

"Master, Master!"

Although the figure of Mr. Runze spelled out by the little butterflies was not very clear, Xiaotuanzi recognized it at a glance.

She jumped up happily, waving her little claws and shouting to the sky: "Master, this is Tangtang, can you see it?"

The other guests also exclaimed: "It's Mr. Runze, it's Mr. Runze."

"Young Master Runze hasn't been born for so long, yet he appeared at the princess' birthday banquet."

"It's not in vain, this life is worth it!"

The handsome son waited until the crowd had quieted down before turning to Xiaotuanzi: "Master can't see Tangtang, but he can hear the voice."

"Really, that's great!"

Xiaotuanzi danced happily, but pouted again:
"Master, why did you lose weight? Did you take hard medicine in seclusion and don't have Tangtang to accompany you? Don't you eat well?"

Four fathers: He is already thin, it has nothing to do with whether he eats or not!

"Master, do you know that after Tangtang came down from the mountain, she misses you every day, especially you."

Four fathers: Hehe, Xiaotuanzi's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

Do you still remember who is the Master on Yunwu Mountain?

Don't wait to see each other, just call Brother Runze, there are still several little brothers waiting behind!
"Is Master's health better? Did you eat and sleep well and miss Tangtang?"

Four fathers: No.

Xiaotuanzi twisted her body embarrassingly: "Did Tangtang talk too much? Master, don't think Tangtang is noisy."

Runze smiled softly, as if he wanted to raise his hand to touch her little head, but finally put it down in frustration:

"No, Master hasn't seen Tangtang for a long time, I miss you very much, and I want to hear Tangtang talk for a while."

Four fathers: Do you have any arrows or crossbows? Scatter the butterflies!

Xiaotuanzi was overjoyed, and patted his little chest proudly:

"Tangtang is seven years old today. It's Da Tuanzi. Da Tuanzi celebrated his birthday with his parents and friends today and received many gifts."

She took the hands of the fathers and introduced them one by one.

The four fathers saluted reluctantly: "Little uncle."

Why don't you leave?
Runze: "I can hear what's in your heart.

Four fathers: Then hurry up and go.

Xiaotuanzi blinked his big eyes, watching his father and master playing charades, it seemed that he was talking about something important.

She told Runze about her friends and gifts: "It would be great if Master was here, Tangtang will be very happy."

Run Ze's figure became blurred again: "Give Master some time, please. When Master finishes retreat, I will pick you up."

Four fathers: "..."

What does it mean?
Stealing a girl?
The three fathers all looked at Bu Chen: Is there any way, let's kill him now?

Bu Chen: Wait for me to make a poison.

Xiaotuanzi got carried away with joy and jumped up and down: "Then master, get well soon, Tangtang is waiting for you—"

Run Ze's figure became weaker and weaker, and he only nodded lightly: "Happy birthday, Tangtang."

Soon, the silver-winged butterflies slowly dispersed, turning into a mist in the sun and disappearing.

Xiaotuanzi's mouth was deflated, his head drooped, and he looked very sad: "Why did Master leave so quickly?"

The four fathers were so distressed that they scolded Bu Chen in their hearts, and hurried forward to coax the baby.

After finally coaxing the daughter into laughter, the fathers were relieved and hurriedly let the banquet pass.

The Su family also brought up the wooden plaques for inscribing poems one by one, and asked everyone to choose the one with the best literary talent.

You like this song, I like that song, and the banquet suddenly became lively.

The debate lasted until the dinner party, and finally the three best poems were selected to compete for the top poem.

Those who wrote the poems were all there, Yan Gui, Xie Jingyun and Nie Fu'an.

The three fathers looked at Su Qingyun together: "How do you do things, why are the three of you still together?"

Yan Gui's soft voice came:
"Yan Gui just wanted to bless his sister, and didn't intend to compete for the top poem. I'm sorry to upset the emperor, General Xuan and Doctor Bu."

Four fathers: "..."

But shut up!

You are so pitiful and pitiful, right?

As a result, I was wronged, and one infected the two.

Xie Jingyun lowered his head: "Jingyun is unworthy after being a criminal minister."

Nie Fu'an blushed even more: "Fu'an's status is lowly, I just want to silently bless Miss Tangtang, I didn't expect..."

Four fathers: "..."

Okay, let's have three cups of tea and pour them hard!
Headache, chest tightness.

But it's stupid to pull a few innocent ones, and it opens its claws to stop the three little brothers behind:

"Fathers, don't bully brother, their literary talent is really outstanding, Tangtang likes it very much."

Four fathers: I like a fart!

Sitting next to Xiaotuanzi, Mingwu Ci was a loyal supporter of Yangui, and he raised his fist and shouted, "Yes, Brother Yangui's writing is the best."

Yan Gui turned to Xiao Tuanzi, showed the most beautiful smile, and whispered, "Does my sister like the poems I wrote?"

"like."

Xiaotuanzi clutched his beating heart, unable to speak: "As long as it is written by brother Yangui, Tangtang will like it."

The other two little brothers: I made a mistake.

Sure enough, it is better to strike first, and to suffer later!
The poet's name is Luoyangui.

Su Qingyun reluctantly took out the prize, and gave it to Yan Gui for a long time, so angry.

Yan Gui's eyes were slightly red, biting his lips, pitifully:
"It's normal for Mr. Su to look down on Yan Gui. Yan Gui has no right to complain. I just hope Mr. Su won't be mad at his younger sister for favoring Yan Gui, okay?"

(End of this chapter)