"But I dream of my sister." Small thought boat bitter frown, look up at the flowers on the street, "but mother, I don't have a sister, I don't know why there will be a sister in the dream."

Such a thing, for three-year-old xiaosizhou, still belongs to the category of incomprehension.

But I don't know why, in the heart of the flower on the street, there was a strange feeling. She pondered for a while and asked in a low voice: "what elder sister? Is Sizhou willing to talk to his mother? "

Xiao Sizhou held up a delicate face which was not big enough to slap, and looked at the flowers on the street seriously. He said, "it looks like my mother and looks very good."

"But my sister didn't talk to me, and she couldn't hear me when I called her, and I didn't wake up."

The stranger flower wanted to say something, but I don't know why. When she thought about this question deeply, she felt headache. Xiao Sizhou was staring at her eyes and waiting for her answer. She didn't think much and said, "silly boy, you don't have any elder sister. It's just a dream."

"What elder sister is not sister, but the little son of a bitch is talking nonsense again." Just then, Qin ya, who had already been a general's wife, was smiling and singing.

The flower on the street pulled the chubby little hand of xiaosizhou, stood up and said, "the north city is not to give Mo Ling half a month to rest, and you will come back from time to time, isn't it necessary to hang your little Lang Jun in the air."

Three years later, Qin Ya's pretty face is still as thin as that, and her pretty face can't help turning red. "If you still think about the princess, you are the most serious culprit."

At the moment, xiaosizhou also temporarily put away the worries in her heart and grinned at Qin ya, "aunt Ya is good."

Qin Ya's pretty face turned black a little bit. She squatted down and gently pinched the tender face of xiaosizhou. "They all said to call sister, not Auntie!"

Xiao Sizhou is not shy at a young age. Since her back is very straight, she says solemnly: "my father said that you can't bend your majesty, and you can't move your humble. Aunt Ya is more than ten years older than me. She calls my sister against the rules."

The words in front of me are indeed taught by Yanbei. Is it just the words behind

Qin Ya black with a pretty face, angry bite teeth, "must be the South crane religion."

Nanhe and qinya have always been "unruly". When they meet each other, they always have to fight several times. Half a year ago, when Nanhe came back to Huaiyang, he often came to the palace. If he hadn't been busy with marriage recently, he would have come.

Because of her marriage, Qin Ya happened to miss the time when Nanhe often came to the palace. Naturally, they had not met each other, which naturally gave the South crane a chance to take advantage of it.

On the street, Huale is busy, but at this time, looking at such a precocious son, he can't help but frown, "at such a young age, he is like his father. What should we do in the future?"

Xiao Sizhou is just a little person now. She is young and mature. She does not have the cheerful appearance that a child of this age should have, but it gives her a headache.

Qin Ya nodded with great approval, then shook her head and said, "it is clear that the South crane education has damaged the small boat."

"Aunt Nanhe doesn't have one." I didn't expect that xiaosizhou was very dissatisfied with the correction.

Unexpectedly, she heard the same word "aunt" in Sizhou's mouth. Qin Ya Dun was beaming with joy, "yes, yes, your aunt Nanhe taught well. In the future, you should learn more from her."