Third Master, your wife is tearing up the scum again
Chapter 1122 Who are you looking for?
Chapter 1122 Who are you looking for?
Si Yiyang waited for a long time before the door was slowly opened, but what Si Yiyang saw was not the woman he expected, but a piece of furniture in the room.
The expected woman did not appear in the man's line of sight, and Si Yiyang was wondering about Ren Jiaoyang's person, when suddenly a childish voice came from under him: "Who are you looking for?"
Si Yiyang heard the reputation and looked down, looking down at the little meat dumpling standing beside his legs.
The boy's height was less than half his height, barely enough to reach his thigh.
Looking up at Si Yiyang with a chubby little face, he seemed to be eagerly waiting for Si Yiyang's answer.
Si Yiyang looked at the little meat dumpling in front of him, he wanted to confront Ren Jiaoyang with the anger he had just burst into, but he had nowhere to vent it.
But looking at the immature face in front of him, most of the anger in my heart dissipated inexplicably.
Si Yiyang quickly realized the redundant emotions in his heart, quickly suppressed the emotions, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Where's your mother?"
Little Routuanzi tilted his head, staring at the twinkling eyes, looking at the man for a moment, as if he was very obsessed with his own question: "Who do you want to find? My mother has rested now and can no longer teach the children dancing."
Si Yiyang didn't seem to hear what Xiaoroutuanzi said at all, and persistently repeated what he said just now: "Let your mother come out."
Little Routuanzi seemed to be in a fight with Si Yiyang, and said without giving an inch: "Who are you looking for? If you don't talk about it, I will close the door. It's dark, and my mother can no longer teach the children to dance. gone."
Si Yiyang just moved his lips, and when he was about to say something, the voice that Si Yiyang missed day and night suddenly sounded in the room: "Xiwen, what are you doing standing at the door? It's so cold , hurry back to the house."
The little meat dumpling glared angrily at the man standing at the door, and then he was so nervous that he didn't even close the door, stepped forward with his chubby legs, and ran back to Ren Jiaoyang's side.
He took the initiative to hold Ren Jiaoyang's palm, and said in a soft voice: "Mom, be careful, don't walk around when it gets dark, Uncle Ming is coming soon, be careful if you fall."
There was a faint smile on the corner of Ren Jiaoyang's mouth, his eyes were fixed on a certain place, but he never moved.
Another free hand gently stroked the corner of the table beside her.
As if looking for a certain memory point in her memory, after a while, she finally found the trace in her memory.
Then she took the little meat dumpling, and carefully relying on her memory, cleverly staggered all the obstacles around her, walked to the sofa, bent over and sat down.
He opened his mouth softly: "Xiwen, didn't you tell you not to bother Uncle Ming anymore? Uncle Ming has his own things to do, so don't bother him all the time."
Little Routuanzi pouted unhappily, and corrected Ren Jiaoyang's words solemnly: "I didn't ask Uncle Ming to come, it was Uncle Ming himself..."
It's just that Little Routuanzi hadn't finished speaking when a man's gentle voice sounded from the door: "Xiwen."
Si Xiwen turned his head and looked towards the door, and when he saw the man at the door clearly, he threw his feet up in the next second, rushed towards the man, and fell headfirst into the man's arms.
(End of this chapter)
Si Yiyang waited for a long time before the door was slowly opened, but what Si Yiyang saw was not the woman he expected, but a piece of furniture in the room.
The expected woman did not appear in the man's line of sight, and Si Yiyang was wondering about Ren Jiaoyang's person, when suddenly a childish voice came from under him: "Who are you looking for?"
Si Yiyang heard the reputation and looked down, looking down at the little meat dumpling standing beside his legs.
The boy's height was less than half his height, barely enough to reach his thigh.
Looking up at Si Yiyang with a chubby little face, he seemed to be eagerly waiting for Si Yiyang's answer.
Si Yiyang looked at the little meat dumpling in front of him, he wanted to confront Ren Jiaoyang with the anger he had just burst into, but he had nowhere to vent it.
But looking at the immature face in front of him, most of the anger in my heart dissipated inexplicably.
Si Yiyang quickly realized the redundant emotions in his heart, quickly suppressed the emotions, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Where's your mother?"
Little Routuanzi tilted his head, staring at the twinkling eyes, looking at the man for a moment, as if he was very obsessed with his own question: "Who do you want to find? My mother has rested now and can no longer teach the children dancing."
Si Yiyang didn't seem to hear what Xiaoroutuanzi said at all, and persistently repeated what he said just now: "Let your mother come out."
Little Routuanzi seemed to be in a fight with Si Yiyang, and said without giving an inch: "Who are you looking for? If you don't talk about it, I will close the door. It's dark, and my mother can no longer teach the children to dance. gone."
Si Yiyang just moved his lips, and when he was about to say something, the voice that Si Yiyang missed day and night suddenly sounded in the room: "Xiwen, what are you doing standing at the door? It's so cold , hurry back to the house."
The little meat dumpling glared angrily at the man standing at the door, and then he was so nervous that he didn't even close the door, stepped forward with his chubby legs, and ran back to Ren Jiaoyang's side.
He took the initiative to hold Ren Jiaoyang's palm, and said in a soft voice: "Mom, be careful, don't walk around when it gets dark, Uncle Ming is coming soon, be careful if you fall."
There was a faint smile on the corner of Ren Jiaoyang's mouth, his eyes were fixed on a certain place, but he never moved.
Another free hand gently stroked the corner of the table beside her.
As if looking for a certain memory point in her memory, after a while, she finally found the trace in her memory.
Then she took the little meat dumpling, and carefully relying on her memory, cleverly staggered all the obstacles around her, walked to the sofa, bent over and sat down.
He opened his mouth softly: "Xiwen, didn't you tell you not to bother Uncle Ming anymore? Uncle Ming has his own things to do, so don't bother him all the time."
Little Routuanzi pouted unhappily, and corrected Ren Jiaoyang's words solemnly: "I didn't ask Uncle Ming to come, it was Uncle Ming himself..."
It's just that Little Routuanzi hadn't finished speaking when a man's gentle voice sounded from the door: "Xiwen."
Si Xiwen turned his head and looked towards the door, and when he saw the man at the door clearly, he threw his feet up in the next second, rushed towards the man, and fell headfirst into the man's arms.
(End of this chapter)
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