Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

Cheng Jon smiled awkwardly.

"Humph! Da Mao, you're not good again! To frighten, frighten Aunt Jon, you are a bad baby!"

Qin Qing walked in front of Da Mao and put his hands on his hips, trying to look fierce, but he was so cute.

However, in this case, no one would feel that it was very funny. Big Mao glanced at Qin Qing with some fear, his head was on the ground, and he looked aggrieved.

"Hmph, Grandpa Huang said, a manly man, dare to act! Da Mao scare Aunt Jon, he will admit his mistake with Aunt Jon!"

Qin Qing sternly reprimanded with a small face.

"Xiaoqing baby's milk is fierce."

"Hahaha, why are you so cute when you lose your temper? No one should give you a secret kiss."

"Steal and kiss my son, grab and beat him for three minutes!"

"Shocked: 4-year-old [-]-year-old in the mushroom house did such a thing to a tiger!"

"Upstairs, we will report to Toutiao tomorrow, we need such talents."

"I feel so pitiful for Da Mao, humming."

"You don't feel sorry for Big Hair when he eats."

...Everyone stared straight at Qin Qing and Da Mao, their scalps tingling.

Even if He Jiong knew that Qin Qing and Da Mao had a good relationship, he felt a heart in his throat at this moment.

A four-year-old, four-year-old baby, and a giant tiger weighing several hundred kilograms, combined together, the picture is really terrifying.

Unexpectedly, Da Mao actually stood up and walked towards Cheng Jon.

"No, no, no need to apologize, no need!"

Cheng Jon stepped back in horror and waved his hands again and again.

How could Da Mao understand her words, he walked up to Cheng Jon and rubbed her hand with his brain.

"Oh, darling, darling, darling, it's alright, it's alright."

Cheng Jon had no choice but to stretch out his hand and touched the big furry head with trembling hands.

Hey it feels good.

Cheng Jon touched two more hands.

The hand feel is really good, and it is more comfortable than the brand-name fur.

"Aunt Jon, Da Mao is very good, you don't have to be afraid."

Qin Qing walked in front of Cheng Qiao En, raised her face and comforted him.

"Yes, auntie is not afraid."

Cheng Qiaoen touched Qin Qing's little face, it felt good, and he touched it twice more.

"Hello Qin Qing, I'm Luo Zhixiang, you can call me brother Zhixiang."

Seeing that Cheng Qiaoen was no longer afraid, Xiaozhu took the initiative to come to Da Mao and Xiaoqing in order to save face, with his left hand behind his back, introducing himself like a gentleman.

"Hmph, you are a bad person, Xiaoqing doesn't want to talk to you."

Qin Qing's reaction made everyone think.

Xiaozhu scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled embarrassingly: "Brother, are you a good man?"

"Yeah, why do you say he is"

Cheng Jon was also puzzled.

"Because he lied to Xiao Qingya.

His name is Xiaozhu, and he lied to Xiaoqing that his name is Zhixiang.

Humph, he's older than Father He, and he asked me to call him brother."

"The Master said: "A gentleman does not lose his footing, he does not lose his appearance to others, and he does not lose his eloquence to others.

That's why a gentleman is fearful in appearance, fearful in appearance, and faithful in his words."

"If you lie to Xiaoqing, you are not a gentleman.

Grandpa Huang told Xiaoqing that the way to be a human being is to be a gentleman near you and a villain far away."

Qin Qing's words shocked everyone.

"Baby, brother Xiaozhu's name is Luo Zhixiang, he didn't lie to you."

He Jiong had some dumbfounded explanations.

"Oh, Xiaoqing understands.

His surname is Luo, his name is Zhixiang, and his name is Xiaozhu, right?"

Qin Qing nodded and asked very seriously.

"Pfft!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone couldn't hold back, and the whole mushroom house burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, the surname is Luo, the name is Zhixiang and the character is Piglet!"

"It's a good joke!"

"Haha, is the little pig's name so foreign?"

"Xiaoqing, they lied to you! In fact, Xiaozhu's real name is Luo Bichi, and she is a beautiful woman."

"Hee hee hee, Luo Bitchi, full of visual sense."

"Every time I see Qin Qing's serious face, I want to pinch his little face.

How can you be so cute!"

"Yes, yes, the surname is Luo, the first name is Zhixiang, and the character is Xiaozhu.

That brother didn't lie to you, brother isn't a bad person, right?"

Luo Zhixiang smiled pleasantly.

"It's my uncle, not my brother."

Qin Qing said firmly.

"Yes, yes, it's uncle, Uncle Pig knows it's wrong.

Did Grandpa Huang... tell you, if you know what you're wrong, it's still a good boy, Xiaoqing, can you forgive Uncle Piglet?"

The piglet was completely stunned.

"Well, Grandpa Huang said that knowing mistakes can be corrected, which is great."

Qin Qing nodded with satisfaction.

"I am a mother, thank you Xiaoqing, Uncle Pig will change, Uncle Pig will definitely change."

Xiao Zhu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Qin Qing with a look of fear.

"Okay, okay, I don't have time at noon today, let's make do with it, make a wild crucian carp soup, there are ready-made pickles in the jar, let's steam some rice, make do with some, and let's catch the wind for you in the evening.

Jon, Piggy, Dudu, are you okay with it?"

After finally cleaning up all the crucian carp, Huang Lei stood up in pain and stretched.

"No, no, what do I eat?

I'm a pig and I'm not picky eater."

"I like fish soup the most, thank you Mr. Huang."

"I can do anything."

The little pigs responded quickly.

Just when Huang Lei was steaming the rice and the crucian carp soup, Lao Huang came to the kitchen and gave He Jiong a complicated look.

"Cough, Mr. He, please come with me."

The sudden words of Lao Huang made He Jiong stunned for a moment, and then his face became: livid.

You don't have to think about it, nine times out of ten, it has something to do with Qin Qing.

"Peng Peng, girl, look at some fish soup, I have all the seasonings ready."

Feeling that things were not easy, Huang Lei was worried about his old friend, so he untied the apron on his waist and threw it aside, followed He Jiong and Lao Huang and left the kitchen.

Lao Huang went straight out of the yard and hurried all the way to the small stone bridge that was thirty or forty meters away from the mushroom house.

He Jiong and Huang Lei became more and more shocked as they walked.

The reason why it is so far away from the mushroom house should be that the seriousness of the matter is beyond everyone's imagination.

It was useless to say anything at this time, Huang Lei could only lightly pat He Jiong on the shoulder.

The meaning is very simple, don't be afraid of brothers, no matter what happens, I will bear it with you.

He Jiong nodded, trying to squeeze out a little smile, but couldn't smile.

"Mr. He, you should have guessed it. I want to tell you about Xiaoqing."

When he walked to the stone bridge, Lao Huang stopped and looked at He Jiong with a complicated expression, smiling a little embarrassedly.

"Old Huang, what's the matter with us? As for you playing dumb riddles with us, you can just talk about it and make people anxious."

Huang Lei snorted a little unhappily.

"It's not that I don't say it, it's that I don't know how to say it."

"Hey, forget it, Mr. He, see for yourself."

After Lao Huang finished speaking, he took out a stack of 4 from his backpack and subconsciously rolled it up and handed it to He Jiong.

He Jiong looked at Lao Huang worriedly, feeling that his heart was about to jump out.

After swallowing saliva, He Jiong slowly opened 4.