Chapter 1338: Who gave the son all the output?

Chapter 1338: Who Gives Out His Son
"Hey boy, was he a monkey in my last life?"
A little later, Qian Wanjin also saw the little baby who was about to reach the top and groaned at the corner of his mouth.
At this point, the little baby was already standing on the tallest branch, with her hands on her hips, standing high, with lofty sentiments.
His croton is the overlord in the story told by his mother.
"Xiang Yu finally claimed to be on the banks of the Wujiang River." A cold voice passed coldly into his ear.
Croton, "..."
"Oh hello, Croton, come down fast! You climb so high! You want to scare your wife!" Madam Liu later saw the little girl exposed in the branches and her face was scared.
"Ma'am, I'm fine, I'm terrible ..."
"Croton, come down first, come down quickly! Grandma can't help scaring!"
Chen Xiulan was also anxious to push the man next to her, "Hurry up, ask Asho to take the baby down."
"It's just a little taller, it doesn't bother me. I want to climb so high with my second child ..." Liu Da wanted to say it was okay, and was glared by his mother-in-law.
The mother-in-law's family is worried about blindness.
His grandson doesn't know yet? That's not a normal baby. Besides, what can happen if there is standing under the tree of Asho?
"Crotch, come down quickly, you won't get dizzy if you don't come down."
"..." Croton's loyalty was interrupted one after the other, and he stumbled, holding the trunk down and sliding down.
Under the tree, a group of younger brothers were still looking up, glaring at him, their eyes were still full of worship, Croton was unwilling.
Just go on like this, how shameless?
How could he stand up in front of the little brothers in the future?
Looking at the flourishing locust flowers in front of him, when Croton's eyes turned, he stretched out his hands and threw them down. "Tai Gong Tai Fu, I will help you pick the flowers. I won't climb the tree, just pick them here!"
Do n’t forget to pull the adults below.
Dad, Grandpa Qin, Eryi, Uncle Jin, Uncle Qinglian, come up and pick flowers! With us here, my grandfather and my second uncle do n’t have to cut flowers!

Because the locust tree grows tall, if you want to pick the locust flower, you can only use a long bamboo pole to tie a sickle. A person holds a bamboo pole and long sickle under the tree's feet to effortfully hook the flower branch. If someone can pick up the tree directly, it will save a lot of effort, and it will not hurt the branches.
It's just that no one dared to do it in the past.
"That's when Croton will call your dad obediently, ha ha ha!" Qian Wanjin whispered to the wind and green cypress, stepped under his feet, and flew up the tree clumsily. The posture is not so good, the three-legged cat can only reach this level.
"Did you patronize and eat when you were a kid? The tree-climbing effort couldn't keep up with crotons." A figure fluttered up, another figure fluttered up, mocking a gold with its graceful figure.
At the foot of the tree, Red Bean looked at the three men who were flying up, and tore the sleeves of the unmoving man, "Daddy, won't you go up?"
"No, this kind of thing is done by someone. Dad plays with you."
The three big and one small faces on the tree are ugly, why do they recognize such a thing that is not a thing.
At the end, Mrs. Liu and others, as well as other villagers who came to pick the locust flowers, hurriedly arrived. Several people on the tree helped to break the flower branches, quickly and effortlessly. The Chang sickness brought here was completely useless.
There was an from adults, and Liu's parents never called for Croton to come down.
Countless flower branches were soon thrown on the ground.
"Croton, don't pick randomly, don't spend flowers and bones, don't bloom too much, and be careful of thorns on the twigs." Liu Yusheng held a small bamboo basket and told the baby on the tree. Qiqiu squatted down and scooped the Huaihua from the branch with them.
"My dear, my brother is so good, can red beans become as good as my brother?" Looking at his brother who was climbing on the tree flexibly, his red eyes were full of envy.
"Your brother is leather. You can learn the same kung fu as him, but you don't need to learn him so much fun." Liu Yusheng laughed.
"Then I will go to learn with my grandfather!
Feng Qingbai's face was dark, "Daddy taught you."
"No, Dad doesn't teach well." Red Bean refused sharply.
Feng Qingbai's face turned darker, and Liu Yusheng couldn't help laughing.
In fact, men have been teaching red beans to learn kung fu early in the morning, but it is true that he cannot teach well.
Studying hard is hard. When Red Bean is practicing, his eyebrows are frowned. When he is a father, he is distressed and cannot teach. He even finds various excuses for his daughter to rest.
Now she was disgusted by her daughter.
"Daddy Kung Fu is better than Grandpa Qin." Feng Qingbai was ready to seduce.
"This cowhide is a bit big. Last time, the two of you talked about. Who gave the son out?" Liu Da squatted near the daughter and granddaughter, and heard the wind. "Second, do you remember?"
Liu Er, "Remember, I have seen a lot of gamblers. Downhill Village used to lose all their gambling pants, but those who exported their sons so generously were our family."
"Dad, you can't take down one more stage?" Feng Qingbai was helpless.
"I do n’t know how to dismantle the channel. I mean the facts. This is also for the sake of red beans. Is n’t it true that red beans will follow you to learn kung fu, like Xiao Jin, a three-legged cat. Who is responsible if she is bullied outside? "
Money innocent lying gun, "..."
Qin Xiao also said, "At the peak of the old man, you may not win if you really fight. If you can train Red Bean like training a hidden guard, the old man will not intervene. Red Bean is four years old this year and she needs ability.
Feng Qingbai was silent.
He knew Qin Xiao was mentioning him, and the training of red beans should be on the agenda.
If they are really just ordinary people, red beans can naturally be raised in deep boudoirs like ordinary women, but they are not.
Even if they are here now, they will not be able to avoid future disputes. Everyone knows this.
As the daughter of King Nanling, if there is no self-protection ability, Hongdou will suffer more in the future.
Now it's a bit more difficult to settle down for the future, or it's still greedy and easy for the future. It's a simple multiple choice question.
After a while, Feng Qingbai pursed her lips, "I teach it myself."
Now that he had made up his mind, his daughter, he taught himself.
Qin Xiao's eyes flashed comfort, and he didn't speak again.
Red beans seemed to feel Dad's determination, and he did not refuse again. He patted his little hand and smiled brightly, "Daddy, teach Qiqi."
Feng Qingbai looked at the little baby squatting beside Huaihua, and nodded, "OK."
When he answered, the little baby looked up at him, the eyes were vacant, and then when Feng Qingbai's eyes narrowed slightly, he put the Huaihua on his hand into his mouth.
Everyone, "..." Seventy-seven is wrong again!
Today's daily life is also a plot. It is the pavement for a few little children when they grow up, so please watch it patiently. Otherwise, it will be very abrupt after jumping to more than ten years.
(End of this chapter)