"Auntie, can you tell me a story?" Xia Xia and Gu Hao lie in bed after washing, and Xia Xia's children start the chatting mode.

No, I was surprised to find that this little guy is a girl who talks a lot. She seems not to be as introverted as she sees. Moreover, she is a child with strong language and nervous development, which is no different from Mo Mo's eloquence.

In a word, this little girl can speak.

"What story would you like to hear?" Gu Hao still maintained his gentleness and patience, full of love looking at Xia Xia children, "you want one, but the story of Auntie is not many."

Take good care of the brain to think about the stories that he will, it is too few to find.

She has been busy with her life these years, and she has not told many stories to Mo Mo, and the little guy has never asked her to tell her stories.

Therefore, for Mo Mo, he is not a qualified mother who can tell stories at any time to meet the children's audio-visual needs.

She still doesn't pay enough for her children.

And now, Gu Hao in the face of the requirements of the little girl, really feel a little bad.

"I may not speak very well. Do you want to listen?"

"Listen." However, Xia Xia Xia is not that kind of person with high requirements: "it doesn't matter. Just talk, auntie. You can tell me any story. Tell me all you can."

"One by one?" Gu Hao was stunned for a while, staring at Xia Xia, "tell you one by one?"

"Yes, one by one." Xia Xia nodded seriously, "tell me all you can. I love to listen to stories. I know my aunt will tell a good story. You are so gentle, you must be good at telling stories."

Give her a high hat.

This flattery is very comfortable.

But Gu Hao's heart howled and told them one by one. She was tired to death.

She now suspected that the child was intentional, as if she had to let someone talk to accompany her after getting familiar with it.

Was she really lonely before? So I want a person to talk with.

If this is the case, Gu Hao can only compromise.

"Auntie, I'm ready. You can start talking quickly." The little girl has already urged to take care of it.

Looked at her, Xia Xia is really lying on the bed, clever looking at Gu Hao, a very willing attitude.

There is no way, Gu Hao can only think of a "crow drinking water" story, told to Xia Xia Xia.

She tried to speak to Xia Xia with both voice and emotion.

Xia Xia listened very seriously, and she started to clap her hands when Gu Hao finished.

"Auntie, what you said is wonderful. I like to hear it. Can you tell me another one?"

Gu Hao couldn't help telling another story about the wolf and the seven lambs, and then a story about little red riding hood. After three consecutive stories, she felt a little smoke in her throat.

"One more story, one more story, and I'll listen to your story. It's so nice."

Gu Hao doubted: "Xia Xia, is it really so nice to hear? Can aunt have a rest

"Auntie, are you tired?" Xia Xia looked at Gu Hao with pitiful eyes. His eyes flickered as if Gu Hao. As long as he said that he was tired, the little girl would immediately shed tears.

Gu Hao was stunned and said, "forget it, I'll tell you another one. We'll only tell this one now. After listening to this story, you should go to bed immediately."

Summer a Zheng, hang down Mou son, hesitant to think for a while, this just nodded a head way: "that good?"

So Gu Hao told another fable. When she finished, the little guy clapped his hands and said, "Auntie, one more time, the last one. I promise this is the last one."

Hehe.

Gu Hao chuckled softly.

The child's words were not true, but she was not angry, just a slight smile, also did not speak.

Summer by Gu good-looking a little guilty, convergence of emotion, she pulled the lip and said: "Auntie, you are very tired, right?"

Gu Hao nodded. "My aunt told four stories in a row. The key is that it's a little late today. You have to get up early tomorrow, so you have to go to bed. The last one you promised me just now."

As soon as she heard Gu Hao say this, and her attitude was tough, Xia Xia suddenly withered. She pathetically said, "OK, I'll go to bed now."

So the little guy turned his face and turned his back to take care of it.

Not much, just when Gu Hao thought she might all fall asleep, she suddenly found that the shoulder of the little girl was shaking.

She's sobbing!

Er, crying again.

Gu Hao also found that the little girl was made of water.

She was worried that it was not easy for the child to leave her mother in a strange family. She also asked herself whether she was too hasty and should try her best to meet her requirements.So Gu Hao immediately reached out and gently put it on the little girl's thin shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "Xia Xia, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying? Miss Mommy

"Woo Hoo." The little girl cried even more. She turned around pitifully, choking and covering her face, she went into Gu Hao's arms: "Auntie, I just miss Mommy. I let you tell me so many stories. I'm afraid I want to miss home. I know you're tired. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." My heart will melt. "It's Auntie who shouldn't ask you so. OK, stop crying. Let's tell another story?"

Then the door was opened.

The wind Yi Chen walked in, looking at a helpless coax the wife of other family little girl, in the heart is very worried and distressed.

"I'll tell you a story. Take care of it. You go to rest. I'll put the child to sleep."

"Woo Hoo woo."

Also do not know is because heard the voice of wind Yi Chen, summer instantaneous cry more fierce.

She tried her best to find a shelter.

The wind Yi Chen already walked to the bedside, look at Xia Xia from a commanding position.

The little guy didn't dare to look up at himself.

At this time, Mo and Ruixi also came in together. Seeing this situation, Mo Mo said: "Mommy, I'll come. You and Lao Feng go to have a rest. I'll coax Xia Xia."

"Brother Mo Mo." Suddenly heard the voice of ink, summer immediately stopped crying, she did not look up.

Gu Hao obviously feels that Xia Xia doesn't seem to be so stiff when Feng Yi Chen enters the door just now.

It seems that she is afraid of the wind Yi Chen, but also want to play with ink.

Ink came, she immediately struggled to get up.

Ink and ink first rolled a white eye, and then, um, it was cold.

Feng Yi Chen looks at the ink that follows. Fortunately, this boy still loves his mother. He knows that his mother is a pregnant woman. Let's deal with the little devil together.

"You all go." Ink to Gu good and wind Yi Chen Road.

The wind Yi Chen way: "I send your mother to the room first, wait to come back to watch you sleep. I want to see who doesn't sleep

Summer and summer atmosphere dare not come out for a moment, the body is tense again.

Gu Hao turned the next Mou son, way: "so, Yi Chen, you accompany me to take care of Xia Xia here, the children go to sleep."