Chapter 1292: Little man

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"No need," Meiya shook her head so busy that she reached out and took out the two stone pendants hanging around her neck. She smiled and looked at Zhong Mingwei. "Look, don't I already have pendants? I can't wear any more." . "
"Okay, then you won't find it." Zhong Mingwei smiled with her, smiling comfortably and safely, while lowering her head to kiss the girl's red lips, but was pushed away by the girl's slap, Zhong Mingwei stumbled, Almost sitting on the ground with a buttocks, but fortunately, his hands were fast, and he stretched his hand to support the bed post, and then he was sitting firmly. Gu Qingtong was looking at him curiously. At the moment, Zhong Mingwei coughed so busy that he was sitting right in front of him ...
He must maintain the image of the wise and wise God!
"Wow!" Suddenly the little princess burst into tears without warning.
"What's the matter?" Meiya panicked all at once. She was the mother who held the baby for the first time, but she had no experience of coaxing her baby. She looked at Xiao An's as if she was too busy. "Sister An, Tian What is this Tian? "
Little An's sniffed hard, and then glanced at Zhong Mingwei, who was sitting precariously, silently said: "Ma'am, the little princess seems to be peeing ... you have to change your hips."
"What are you still doing?" The next second, Mei Ya turned to Zhong Mingwei suddenly, "You haven't rushed to find the huzi yet?"
"Yes! Little obedience!" Lord Tianzi, who had just returned to the magical power, hurriedly trot to find the talisman.
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Tenth, six years, tenth of March
Northwest Camp.
In March in the northwest, the snow hasn't melted, and when you look around, it's a thousand miles frozen, magnificent and lonely.
"Uncle Pom, when are we going to the Northwest Camp?" He Siwen opened the curtains, frowning and looking out, his face full of melancholy. "I can't see the head when I see the snow outside."
"Where is the Northwest Daying so easy to get to? It's at the border between our Dazhou and Turks," Pang Yi, sitting in the wagon, Zhengyouzai closed his eyes and nourished himself, but he wasn't in a hurry. While patting He Siwen's back, he whispered, "Siwen, don't worry, we will be here in two days."
"It's two days!" He Siwen was immediately discouraged and sat back, and then bitterly grumbled his fingers and complained to Pang Yi, "Uncle Pom, we started from the capital in the New Year, It ’s been a three-month journey. I ’m not afraid to tell you that I have been suffering from back pain since I have been bumpy all day long. "
"Do you still go northwest with your uncle?" Pang Yi looked at He Siwen's crumpled smile and asked with a smile.
"Come on," He Siwen nodded without thinking, "You can see Dad when you come to the Northwest!"
Since He Chengzhi went to the Northwest six years ago, he did n’t come back except for Tianding ’s four-year Mid-Autumn Festival when he returned to Beijing for one and a half months, so He Siwen had n’t seen his father in two years, and naturally missed it. So this time, Pang Yi went to the northwest on behalf of the emperor. As soon as the imperial edict came out, He Siwen asked Zhong Mingwei and Meiya to allow him to go to the northwest with Pang Yi. Rao He Siwen was ten years old this year. It ’s almost higher than Meiya, but Meiya is still not at ease, but he ca n’t stand up to He Siwen's soft and hard foam. In the end, he finally agreed, but he had to tell Pang Yi more, and there was an extra in the inspection team. A horse-drawn carriage dedicated to He Siwen's food and clothing.
"Then don't be too tired!" Pang Yi smiled, and patted He Siwen's small shoulder, while saying, "We are ten years old and we are a little man, and we can't let the Northwest Camp Dad saw this kind of eye-catching look! "
"No! I'm mental!" He Siwen immediately sat upright, and then compared his fist to Pang Yi, and he was alive and vigorously, "Bomber, wait for a while to stop and camp, our two of us Let ’s make a draw! "