One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

This time's drill teaching was actually Lin Ming's last instructor drill.

but.

The so-called teaching drill did not appear. What did appear was that Lin Ming was dragged and drunk by a group of soldiers.

Where the shouting started, Lin Ming also had no time to be distracted.

After all, it is such a large group of people, no matter how much he drinks, it is impossible for one person to kill dozens of people.

As a result, the seven small groups went to the side to play by themselves.

"Big brother, third brother, wait for us."

The seven little guys were divided into two groups. The five female dolls ran slower and followed behind. At this time, they shouted at Dabao and Sanbao who were running in front.

"Come on, we found something good."

Dabao and Sanbao waved to the sisters and sisters in the back, and then the two little guys squatted beside the firewood stove of the big iron pot.

"Brother, what's so funny?"

In the back, five little babies followed, Erbao Lin Jing stared at the front with a pair of bright and dark eyes.

"Look at this, firewood."

The boss, Lin Chen, pointed to the stove in front of him, and said with a hey smile, "We can eat this roasted sweet potato."

"I just had enough to eat."

"I'm full too."

The sisters Sibao and Wubao opened their mouths and touched their bulging belly, saying they couldn't eat it.

Dabao: "Hey, we can bake it and take it home, and eat it when we're hungry."

Four Treasures: "Wow... Big brother is so good, so smart."

Wubao: "Hee hee, yes, we can take it back to eat."

Liubao: "Baba Mama took us to roast sweet potatoes last time, it was a long time ago, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

Qibao: "We can take it back for Mama and the others to eat."

Sanbao squatted beside the firewood, frowning: "But we don't have sweet potatoes, how can we bake them and bring them back?"

"Hey, let's ask the uncle on the side for it, they must have it."

The resourceful Dabao smiled and came up with another small idea.

"But what if they don't give it to us?"

Sanbao spoke again, contradicting a few little guys and having problems, no wonder this kid's IQ is 220.

Now, it is estimated that there are 230.

"I have a way, they will definitely give it to us, come with me."

Dabao smiled with a small mouth, as if he already had a bit of Lin Ming's demeanor. At this time, he shouted for his six younger brothers and sisters to follow him.

Soon.

The seven little guys ran to the warrior who was in charge of the cauldron and wore a white waistcoat.

Then, the seven little guys turned on the coquettish mode.

"Uncle, we want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

"Yes, yes, uncle."

"But we don't have sweet potatoes."

"Can uncle give us a few sweet potatoes? We can reward uncle."

"I can reward my uncle with a kiss."

"I can too."

"If uncle gives us sweet potatoes, Yaomei can also reward uncle with a little sweet kiss."

The soldier standing beside the boiler watched the seven little dumplings surrounding him, his eyes widened instantly, especially when he heard the seven little dumplings say that he could reward himself with a small kiss, the inside of his eyes Straight up.

How could he refuse such a great deed.

To know.

Those bastards who fought hard, but only the top three can get the kiss reward from seven cute little guys.

And now.

He can get it directly with a few sweet potatoes.

Just don't make too much money.

"Okay, little wolves, uncle will get you some sweet potatoes."

The soldier burst into laughter, then turned around and went to get sweet potatoes for the seven little guys.

To know.

The seven little guys were very welcome throughout the camp.

Since the first time Lin Ming came with the seven small groups, the seven little guys are not only Lin Ming's little treasures, but also the little treasures of the soldiers in the entire camp.

Put it simply.

It would be no exaggeration to say that the seven small groups are the little princes and princesses of the entire camp.

Really gathered thousands of pets in one.

"Here, little wolves, these sweet potato uncles are all for you."

The soldier took a whole pocket of sweet potatoes, and then came to the seven cubs.

"Wow...so much."

"Thank you uncle."

"Hey, uncle is so nice."

"Well, the reward is for uncle."

"Well..."

"Well..."

The seven little guys, each with two sweet potatoes in their hands, ran away excitedly.

Only the soldier from the cooking class remained where he was, still smiling foolishly.

"Oh, I'm so happy. If this matter is known to the other boys, I'll be envious of me, haha..."

The soldier was extremely excited, staring at the seven little guys squatting beside the stove in front of him, with bright smiles on his face, and finally came to the side of the little dumplings and said, "Little wolf cubs, do you want uncle to give it to you? help?"

This is a rare opportunity to please the seven little guys.

Of course he wouldn't let it go so easily.

"Uncle, no need."

"Thank you uncle, we will bake sweet potatoes."

"Yes, yes, Baba taught us."

"Uncle, you don't have to worry about us. We'll give you one when it's ready."

The soldier smiled when he heard the words, got up, looked at the seven little cubs, and said with concern: "Then you little guys, be careful, don't touch the fire, otherwise, you will hurt and hurt yourself. "

"Don't worry, uncle."

"Uncle, we will be careful."

"Uncle, we are not three-year-old children, we are three and a half years old."

The seven cubs opened their mouths one after another, but their eyes were fixed on the stove in front of them.

One by one, he threw a dozen sweet potatoes into it, picked up a firewood stick from the ground, and carefully buried the sweet potatoes under the firewood.

on the side.

The smile on the corner of the soldier's mouth has never faded, but he has been keeping an eye on the seven little guys in secret.

If there is a situation, he will immediately step forward.

after all.

This is a simple firewood stove built of stones and bricks. Those stones and bricks have already been burned red and hot. For them, there is no danger and they can quickly escape.

But for the seven little guys, if one is not careful, he may hurt himself.

If the people in the camp knew that something happened to the seven small groups in their own hands, it is estimated that the people in the entire camp would drag him out and strip him alive.

popping.

"Buy it, just wait a while, let's go play now."

Dabao, who was squatting in front of the stove, stood up, clapped his little hands, a smug smile appeared on his little face, and finally went to play with his six younger siblings.