Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

Wei Xue's parents stayed at their daughter's house for a week, and they did not leave until Xiaotong was discharged from the hospital and showed no signs of illness.

When I left, I was reluctant to give up and left a lot of pocket money for my two little grandchildren.

Feng's family is not short of money, but this is the heart of the two old people, but Wei Xuezhen can only stay.

In just one week, the little horn was fatter to the naked eye, and the original little horn was eating like cat food.

Now the little horn has a very good appetite, and it is delicious to eat. The couple felt scared at first, so they went to the hospital for a check-up, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Instead, he took the child home hungry and ate two more bowls of rice.

The little trumpet now is white and fat, with a fleshy face. Although he is still not as tall as a child of the same age, he has already caught up with him. He is chubby and loving.

It will be the birthday of the old man soon, this time it is the whole life of the old man, and it needs to be handled well.

In the past, these things were handled by Wei Xue and her sister-in-law, this time it was still them. It's just that because the event was to be more grand this time, Wei Xue and his sister-in-law, who had moved out a long time ago, moved back home again.

Started preparations two weeks in advance.

The little speaker naturally followed back.

Feng Tingyun's eldest brother and sister-in-law were unable to come back abroad when Xiao Horn was ill. This time she was amazed when we met her.

Is this still the skinny, sick child?

Why are you so chubby and chubby?

The trumpet was already long and cute, but now it’s fattening and its cuteness value soars.

Even after Feng Tingyun was tired for a day outside, the most decompressive thing when going home was rubbing his son's fat face.

The child changed every day. The old clothes no longer fitted. Before coming to the old house, Wei Xuete took him to buy several sets.

They are all selected by the little horns, and without exception, they are all little cows.

Today’s little cows still have tails, and the sister-in-law’s son has long been an adult. Nowadays, I don't let go of holding a small trumpet, which is extremely rare.

"Little horn, call the big aunt to listen."

The age difference between the Feng Tingyun brothers is still a bit big. Feng Tingyun is just over thirty, and his eldest brother is about to run for five.

My sister-in-law is forty years old, but it's well maintained and doesn't look old at all.

The little horn was held in her arms by the big aunt to fiddle with her emerald earrings, the earrings flickered, and he sweetly called the big aunt.

The old man is already irritated, and he also wants to hug his grandson.

It's just that there are too many people, so he is embarrassed to speak up.

When someone was holding the baby, Wei Xue turned around and took out the luggage from the car. The butler helped her take the suitcase. Wei Xue carried a child's small three-wheeler, the red one, which Feng Hao bought for his younger brother with his pocket money.

The little horn likes it so much. Usually at home, I put my two feet on the pedal and whistle past.

No, when I see my little car, the little horn is not satisfied with being held by others.

"automobile!"

The little horn is a young car god, and the little horn needs to drive.

His strength is not small, and his sister-in-law is afraid of falling him and quickly compromised, "Well, good, big aunt, let you go down and play in the car."

The child is in full posture and has to roll up his sleeves before driving.

The old man looked at Zhile, "Baby's posture is like going to a fight."

ha?

The little speaker accurately found the speaker, "Fight up, bad baby."

This means that only bad babies can fight, and everyone is amused by him.

The site of the old house is much larger than Feng Tingyun's own small home, and the small speaker also has a larger space for activities. His little red car finally found a place to play, and it doesn't need to be confined to the one-third acre of land at home.

He rode his tricycle madly, and the old man followed him happily.

The concubines chatted, Wei Xue asked, "Is Shi Xia not back?"

Feng Shixia, the son of the eldest brother and sister-in-law's family, is studying abroad. This time the eldest brother and sister-in-law went to see his son.

Shi Xia should return to China at this time of the year. I heard that this time she will not leave after returning home, and her studies there are over.

My sister-in-law smiled embarrassedly, "I'm back, in the house."

"I don't know what's going on lately. He has become obsessed with some games, and he holds the computer all day and doesn't let go."

Wei Xue expressed understanding, "Ting Yun is the father of two children and still plays games."

The sister-in-law waved her hand, "Hurt, I don't understand, but I can't break my body in front of the computer every day."

Wei Xue followed and nodded, "It's okay to play casually, it's not good to indulge in games."

Sister-in-law thinks so too, but since the son returned to China, she said she wanted to make games and start a game company. His wings are stiff, it's hard to say.

Simply ignore him, and when he suffers, he will know that he is wrong.

The old man's house is a few years old, and the yard is covered with red bricks, which looks ordinary. It doesn't seem to be very delicate, but this is the style that the old man likes, but this style hurts the small speaker.

There will inevitably be a gap between the bricks and the small horn tricycle is a bit faster, and it is blocked.

Before the little horn had time to figure out what was happening, he fell into a big somersault and turned over.

What a large accident site.

This accident shocked the adults. The little guy touched his face and the car fell on top of him. Fortunately, the weight of the small three wheels was not heavy.

He sniffed when the trumpet was picked up, and he cried out after realizing the pain.

The old man coaxed the child, and he was about to hit the car, "Broken car, the baby fell. Hit it."

The child sobbed sobbingly, spreading his arms to protect the front of the car, "No, just hit me if you want."

His heroic appearance made everyone dumbfounded. After hearing the cry of the child, Feng Shixia finally made a move. He said in the team chat.

[No rheumatism this summer: My brother seems to be crying, I'll go take a look. ] Suddenly complained.

[Qiuqiujiang: No, brother, it's a copy. 】

[Lao Tzu is number one in the world: You have no heart. 】

Feng Shixia was disturbed by his brother's crying, he couldn't wait to go out and see his baby brother, [No rheumatism this summer: everyone forgive me, even without me, God X can do both. ] [X:. 】

[Qiuqiujiang: X God Niubi, you go rheumatism. 】

Oh, inhuman things.

Feng Shixia put down the laptop and went out, a group of people were surrounding the small speakers. He just wanted to squeeze and couldn't squeeze in, so he could only stretch his neck to see what was going on.

The baby was desperately guarding his car. The old man dared to move no matter where he hurriedly changed his words, "Don't fight, don't fight. Grandpa was just talking about it."

This is the baby car that my brother gave him. No one can move it.

Little Horn was thinking about the shadow above his head like that, he forgot to cry and raised his head silly.

Feng Shixia, who is more than 1.8 meters tall, is a giant in the eyes of the little baby. The giant said, "What's the matter, why are you crying?"

This child seems to be different from what he remembers. The little baby from my uncle’s family is the heart and soul of the whole family. If Feng Shixia remembers correctly, he was still thin when he saw the child last time, with a bit of vitality. no.

The baby's neck hurts when he lifts it up, but he looks at him idiotically as if he forgot to break his head back.

"Hi, Little Horn, do you remember me? I'm an older brother."

elder brother? !

The little horn's eyes widened in horror, he looked at his car, and then at the other side.

After a few days, my brother has grown up like this? !

It took a lot of effort from the little speaker to realize that this elder brother is not that elder brother, it belongs to the eldest mother's house.

It's also strange that except for Feng Hao, Little Speaker hadn't touched other children.

He thought there was only one brother, as unique as his own name.

But it seems that Little Horn likes his new brother, and the two of them got acquainted in no time.

Feng Shixia sat on the sofa, holding a small speaker in his lap, and a computer in his arms.

The computer is an ancient town, and their copy is over. Feng Shixia took his younger brother to watch the scenery, and the little speaker had to lie on the computer. It was obvious that he was very interested in it.

[Jinling Li's mother: Young man, it's been a long time since we came to our house. Come in and have fun. The little horn still couldn't read. He only saw a dressed-up aunt waving her kerchief at the young man in white who was riding a tall horse.

I don’t know where this is, the little speaker became very interested in it, "Go in and play."

His little hand was holding the big hand of his brother holding the mouse, and Wei Xue leaned in curiously, "Where does the baby want to play."

Feng Shixia was startled, the young man in white kicked the old mother a few meters away.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "It's nothing, just stroll around in the game."