Chapter 1395: Brutal and violent!

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Shui Qiannong called out loud, and alarmed Mr. Bai, who was doing a full physical examination.
"It's Qiannong's cry. Shouldn't it be Doudou and Sprout?"
Father Bai was anxious to get up, but his knees were softened, and the private doctor immediately stepped forward to support him.
"Father, take your time."
Both Bai Mo and Mr. Bai appreciate and appreciate the scientific education methods of Shui Qiannong: active thoughts and inspiration. It is very suitable for early education of Peas and Sprouts. Therefore, Bai Mo and Grandpa Bai are both called "Qiannong" by their kindness.
Knowing that Grandpa Bai held his two great-granddaughters most, in order to make it easier for Grandpa Bai to rush out quickly, Mr. Qin helped the grandpa to a wheelchair and pushed him out of the medical room. This is undoubtedly the fastest.
Mr. Bai, who was pushed out of the living room, was just catching up with Yuan Doduo holding peas and sprouts and confronting Qian Qiannong.
"Mrs. Bai, calm down ... I'll change the clothes for Doudou and Sprouts, and let you take them away?"
Shui Qiannong felt that Yuan Duoduo was very abnormal at this moment. She tried to calm Yuan Duoduo first, and held her back until Bai Mo rushed back.
The gauze bandaged on Yuan Duoduo's forehead did not know when it had loosened and fell, and the wound that was cracked from the second time was constantly overflowing with blood. Winding down his cheeks, he looked extremely terrifying.
"Duoduo, what are you doing?"
Mr. Bai's breath was a little quick, "You are hurt, put down the beans and sprouts and let Dr. Qin see it for you!"
"Grandpa ... sorry ... I want to take Peas and Sprouts! They are my daughters, and no one wants to take them away!"
"Duoduo, calm down first. You are the mother of Doudou and Sprout, and no one will them from you! You will not them!"
Looking at the blood-stained Yuan Duoduo, and the vicissitudes of her two great-granddaughters, Grandpa Bai, who were crying tightly in her arms, were again stricken.
Yuan Duoduo choked and said, "Grandpa, I don't need anything ... as long as Peas and Sprouts ... without them, what am I doing alive?"
"Duoduo, tell your grandfather, isn't Bai Mona the kid again? You calm down and put down Peas and Sprouts. Grandpa will be there. Grandpa will take care of you!"
Whether it was peas and sprouts who were crying, or Yuan Duodu with bleeding from his forehead, it hurt Mr. Bai's heart.
It seems that the ‘good news’ last night was just to make him happy.
Just when Yuan Duoduo wanted to put down the peas and sprouts that cried in his arms, Bare's white Mo suddenly pounced from behind her, hugged Yuan Duoduo and pressed it down. Prevent the two children in her arms from falling.
"Qiannong, hold Doudou and Sprouts away!" Bai murmured.
Shui Qiannong's response speed is very fast, in fact, when Bai Mo rushed towards Yuan Duoduo, she had already moved forward to grab the beans and sprouts.
"Don't touch my child ... don't touch my child!"
Yuan Duoduo screamed loudly, but could only watch Shui Qiannong take Peas and Sprouts away from her.
Breaking away from Bai Moo's restraint by Bai Mo, she went crazy and chased away Qian Qianshui, who was peas and sprouts, but was caught up by Bai Mo, who had long legs, and hugged her and fell to the lawn .
"Yuan Duoduo, look at you now, you look like a lunatic!"
Bai Mo was half pressed on Yuan Duoduo and growled out of control, "Peas and sprouts are my daughters of Bai Mo! You never want to take them away!"
"Ah ..." Yuan Duoduo uttered a stern roar, and then fainted.
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Lin Nuo's children are tired and crooked in Hetun's arms, and no one can persuade them.
Hetun's right arm was broken, but his left arm had to be freed up to embrace the little fifteen who was snuggling in his arms; the doctor could only pierce the infusion needle on Hetun's instep.
Xue Luo was supposed to stop the petty and proud pride, but was blocked by Feng Xinglang directly.
"Xing Lang, are you so spoiled by your son's waywardness?"
Has affected the treatment of Hetun, Xue Luo could not help complaining that he was just blocking himself, and let his son behave like a man.
"What are you so nervous about doing in Hetun? He loves his own life, no matter how much others care about him, it's futile!"
Feng Xinglang glanced at Hetun in the infusion, "It makes him realize that there are a lot of inconveniences with only one arm left, isn't it good? At least he will cherish the other arm he only has!"
The man's fallacy really makes so much sense!
Hetun is a very old age, and he is always keen on these fights! I lost an arm and did n’t say, but also killed and mutilated so many sons! It's just grasshopper life!
The little boy was half-heavy on Hetun's chest, and he gently poke at the remaining arm of Hetun with his little finger.
"Yifu, do you hurt?" The little boy asked with a small frown.
"It doesn't hurt! There is a small fifteen company with the righteous father ... the righteous father is happy!"
He Tun gently stroked the little guy lying on his chest with his left arm, "Would you like to stay with your father for a few more days?"
The little guy didn't answer Hetun's question, and Nu Nu mouth asked again, "Father, are you particularly sad when your arm is broken? Are you crying or not? Rest assured, tell me the truth It's okay, I won't tell anyone! "
"What's so sad! The winner is the king and the loser is the pirate. Even if the righteous father is killed, the righteous father admits it!"
He Tun's idea is still full of blood and fierce suffocation.
"Father, don't let you fight like this in the future!"
The little guy looked up and complained dissatisfied, "If you really die, you won't see your favorite fifteen, do you know?"
"Know ... Yifu knows that the fifteenth is the most filial in my family!"
Hetun contentedly kissed the little kid's embarrassed face, "You are the life of the righteous father, and the righteous father must come back alive and hug you!"
The little boy flattened his mouth and dangled on Hetun's shoulder again, silently thinking about his careful thinking.
"Fifteen, have you asked your dear?"
"what?"
"That's what your second brother said to your dad before he died."
"I asked ..."
"What did your second brother say?"
"The second brother told my dad: The elder father is old and disabled, let him forgive you!"
"..." He Tun's heart was hurt.
Thinking of it, Hetun asked tentatively, "Fifteen, will you stay in Peteburg and live with your righteous father?"
"That won't work!" The little man pursed his lips.
"Why? Can't bear to see your parents?"
"I still have to go to school to learn! Mommy said, my son can't be like his righteous father, only he knows brutality and violence!"