Several adults see big baby suddenly cry is also a face of muddled force, for a long time to respond to what the little guy said, wry smile.

"Oh, Hello, my little granddaughter, how can you be ugly? You see how cute you are on TV? You ask, who doesn't like you in our family? Grandparents, mom and Dad, aunts and uncles, as well as your great grandfather and housekeeper grandfather, who doesn't put you on the top of his heart? How can we not like you? "

Unexpectedly, the big baby was not comforted by mother Ji's words. Although she stopped crying, she still strained her face and shook her head and said, "it's not enough. Xixi wants many people to like Xixi, not only our family."

The bigger the baby said, the more sad he was, and he began to cry again: "Wuwuwuwu... Why do they make me so ugly? Now no one will like me. They are too bad, too bad..."

An Ruixin: "so small, there is such a heavy burden of idols, who is it?

Ji Chengze looks at the sky innocently. It can't be me anyway.

Several adults heard the cry of the big baby, which was even more misty. They didn't understand why the child suddenly cared about her appearance, and why they wanted to make other people like her except her family.

"Xixi, tell Grandma honestly, why do you care so much about whether you are ugly or beautiful? I want others to like you so much. Who said something to you? "

The big baby is busy crying, with two Wang tears, pitifully nestled in her mother's arms, how also do not want to speak.

But Er Baobao, hearing the grandmother's inquiry, saw that her sister didn't speak, and said in a hurry: "sister, mom, beautiful, like, big red flower..."

A few simple words, listen to them separately, they can understand, but to get together is a fog.

"Who can help to explain, what is the bird language that this boy just said?" Ji Chengyi has a black question mark on his face.

Other people also look at each other, really don't understand what the second baby wants to express.

At this time, Ji Chengze suddenly hugs the second baby and asks, "sister and mother? My sister wants to be like her mother? "

Two baby Leng for a while, busy nod.

"My mother is beautiful and attractive. Someone gave her big red flowers. My sister likes big red flowers, so I want to be as beautiful as my mother and let others like it. Then someone will send her big red flowers? "

Several people hear Ji Chengze say so, one by one all stare big eyes, surprised and shocked looking at the father and son.

Is it just a few words? Why did Ji Chengze say that the amount of information has become so large? How on earth did he associate these words with this pile?

"Twilight, is dad right? Is that really why my sister is not happy

Er Baobao was also a little dizzy by his father's continuous crosstalk. It took him a little time to finally react. He nodded his head solemnly: "mmm, dad is right."

That serious appearance naturally erupted the blood on several women's faces, hoping to squeeze his small face, let him show a different look.

"This little guy is more and more like Cheng Ze when he was a child. He's very young. He has to wear a face and pretend to be an adult. It's very funny." Ji's mother laughs and falls into Ji's father's arms, obviously thinking of Ji Chengze's childhood.