Vol 2 Chapter 1112: Because I want to have a younger brother, a younger sister?

Chapter 1112 is getting married because you want to have a younger brother, little sister?
Liu Wei can't help but look at it: "Do you know? What day do you say?"
The little guy blurted out: "The eighth day."
Liu Wei glanced at him: "I didn't ask you this, is that you know what special day is tomorrow?"
"Special day?" The little guy picked up his fingers and counted: "It's not my birth, not a birthday, not a pearl's birthday, nor a year's holiday. Hey, how to see tomorrow is just an ordinary eighth day. It's not a special day."
Liu Wei was silent, took the opportunity to sit on the bench in the kitchen, and patted next to the son to sit.
Xiaoli climbed up and sat down, sly look.
"Tomorrow is a special day," she said.
Xiao Li looked at her mother and waited for her to continue.
Liu Wei was stared at by the child, and felt a little embarrassed. It was Rong Ling who wanted to become a relative. How did he explain to her son and become her?
And how to explain this kind of problem?
Thinking about it, she decided to know what it means to be righteous: "Xiao Li, do you know how to remarry?"
Xiaoli didn't know that the ignorant child didn't even hear the word. He stupidly scratched his head. He didn't know if he didn't know, and wouldn't let her mother think that he didn't study well.
"I seem to have heard it." Xiaoli felt that it would be very knowledgeable to pretend to be a model.
This time Liu Wei fell down: "Have you heard, where did you listen?"
Xiaoli couldn't write it out, vaguely: "Just, there is a place, I have heard it."
Liu Wei looked at him with an eyebrow and felt that his son was suspicious.
Xiao Li was busy urging her: "Hey, you said that you are remarried, what happened to you?"
Liu Wei gathered his mind and, after wording in his heart, touched his son's head and said: "If a woman goes down, she can be over-extended and remarried. This remarriage means the second marriage."
Xiao Li couldn't understand it. He explained the meaning of the second marriage to a five-year-old child. It is definitely super-class in terms of question type or title. What is the head marriage, you don't have to know.
But Xiaoli pretended to be a very familiar look, and his face was wise: "I understand."
I don't know if he really understood it, but his son suddenly passed through this point, and Liu Wei was a little uncomfortable.
"You see, you know what you are?" Liu Wei asked.
Xiaoli reached out and curled his fingers, pointing straight to Liu Wei’s face.
Liu Wei grabbed the finger and shook his head: "I don't mean me, it's another embarrassment, relative."
Xiao Li immediately snorted and said coldly: "He is not a good person, a bad guy, a bad guy. If he sees him, he will cut his hands and feet, kill his life, destroy his internal organs, destroy his soul, let him fly away, and live forever. , not super-born!"
Liu Wei stupidly listened to his son's rhetoric, and in his heart, he squeezed a cold sweat, and quickly patted his son's head and laughed: "These, who taught you?"
"Uncle Fu." Xiaoli blurted out and said: "Hey, you said, Fu Shushu said, my relatives are not good people. He started to renounce and rob the women. It is a shameless person. You must not die, you said, that person is not a good person, except that it is not bad, a little money, and nothing else, then you say, anyway, you will not meet him forever, so he is dead. Live, we don't care."
Liu Wei’s forehead subtly stepped out of a thin line of sweat, and she stuttered:
I...this, have you said that? Have you remembered it wrong?

Xiao Li’s face was a serious look:
I remember correctly, my memory is good.

Liu Wei doesn't know what to say. Did she describe it so a few years ago? Why can't she remember?
However, if there is such a glimpse, it is even more necessary to bite the words on the second marriage. If it is known that Rong is his biological father, Xiao Li still does not know how to react.
There is still Rong Ling, the decision can not let Rong Ling know that she used to say so...
"Uncle Rong." The crisp childish voice, with joy, floated in the quiet kitchen.
Liu Wei's back was suddenly stiff, and she mechanically turned her head, a pair of clear eyes, numbly looking towards the kitchen threshold.
That is against the light, I don’t know how long the man stood.
In the heart of Liu Wei’s heart, there were countless tight lines of nerves, and a slamming sound broke off.
"You, you..." Liu Wei’s voice was changed, and the sound of his voice passed through his throat, sending out a weird knuckle, but in any case, he couldn’t say the words behind him.
Xiaoli curiously looked at her mother and jumped off the stool. She ran to the door and threw herself into Rong Ling’s arms: "Uncle Rong, you are back, I went to the room last night to find you, I want to show you the copy." Fang Cai Zhi Wen, I said you are not coming back to sleep."
"Yeah." He will only pick up the child with his waist. The man has a pair of dark cockroaches and stares straight into the kitchen. The woman who sits on the bench and does not move, the face is nervous, asks: "What are you doing? ?"
Liu Wei was almost immediate. He stood up from the stool and grabbed the plum juice on the case with a full pot: "Make wine, Ming, tomorrow."
Rong Ling walked in and approached, and saw that the round pot was filled with brown juice.
Liu Wei looked at the face of "I didn't lie to you" and sneaked the sweat of the forehead.
"Xiao Li, what did you say to you?"
The sweat that had just stopped, and flowed down again, Liu Wei wanted to stop, but the son had already replied: "I said that remarriage, she said that remarriage is a woman’s next day, but she can be remarried and remarried. remarry."
Rong Ling’s eyes became a line, with a deep-eyed woman staring at her eyes:
Oh, then, who is going to the church, who is going to remarry?

Xiaoli shook his head and said softly, "I didn't talk about it." Then Xiaoli looked at her mother: "Hey, who is going to the church, who wants to remarry?"
Being restrained by one big and one small pair of eyes, they were asked by the same question. Liu Wei's hair was erected. She began to think about how to explain, so that these two people would not let her live.
The air in the kitchen was very quiet. Liu Wei thought for a long time, only in the atmosphere of suffocation, pointing out his own tip, and said to his son: "I."
Xiaoli looked silly at the mother.
The atmosphere of Rong Ling is instantly sharp and dark.
Liu Wei swallowed, his eyes did not dare to look at him, only staring at his son, seriously said: "Tomorrow, you want to be a relative, do you understand?"
How can Xiaoli understand? He thought for a long time, according to his usual logic, tentatively asked: "What are you, grandmother?"
"Okay." Liu Wei vaguely agreed.
"No." Rong Ling interrupted Liu Wei's words, and at the same time, Liu Liuwei looked at his son and said, "She wants to marry."
Xiaoli was confused, and after a while, look at the mother-in-law, look at Uncle Uncle for a while, then stare at the mother's belly: "Because you want to have a younger brother, a younger sister, so you want to be a relative?"