Mo Lian didn't dare to fight against his daughter-in-law just now. If he dared to help his son, he would be attacked by her daughter-in-law.

It's not certain that I will pick up the things I used to do with my brother-in-law and scold him again!

At this time, I saw my son looking at me with tears in his eyes, and he was very soft at the moment. He hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the weeping little guy.

"You, you, why are you so naughty? I've caught your mother's face." He said without a word on his face.

"Dad, what can I do now?" Mo Baobao asked in a twitch, a pair of Phoenix eyes staring round, looking at his father.

"My mother ignored me." Mo Baobao cried pitifully, "don't you want to be a little girl?"

"Why?" Mo Lian hurriedly comforted, "your mother is just angry with you. If you are obedient and sensible and apologize to her, she will forgive you."

Mo Baobao blinked his watery eyes and nodded, "I'm going to apologize now."

The little guy put his hand on his chest and cried with a bitter little face, "adoptive father, now as long as he thinks of his mother and doesn't take care of the little league, the little league will feel heartache."

Duan Yue and others couldn't help but draw their lips. They were worried at first. Looking at this treasure, they couldn't help laughing angrily.

"Do you want dad to come in with you and admit it?" It's hard to be a father. He has to carry his son's pot!

Mo Baobao shook his head solemnly on his face. "Forget it, my son works alone and works alone! I'd better go by myself. You all stay here. "

Duan Yue's mouth is drawn. The child is very righteous!

They all looked at him with a funny and angry face. He walked to the second floor of the small bamboo building and knocked on Qiao Qiao's door.

Mo Baobao uneasily pokes a small head and looks at the house.

At that time, Lord Qiao Qiao was leaning on a brocade couch, looking through a Book absently.

I was thinking about whether I was too strict with my son just now?

Little League is still small. It's the time when naughty people hate dogs.

Think about her again When I was seven or eight years old, I was so naughty!

She is still beating people around with the ruler. How can I say that

"Mother." Mo Baobao cried with milk and came in with short legs.

"Poo Tong" just knelt in front of Joe and scared her.

The little guy raised a ruler over his head with both hands, blinked and said, "mother, you can beat your son! Don't be angry after beating up your son. "

Some trees can't laugh or cry, but their little faces are still taut

She reached out her hand and lifted him up. She said with a light face, "don't kneel around without moving."

Mo baobab's milk voice and milk airway, "kneeling on the ground, kneeling on the ground, is not justified by nature. Mother, you don't have to feel embarrassed. Here's the ruler. Hit hard! "

Arbor was angry by him to smile, raise a hand to carry him to oneself in front of, patted to buttock, "who felt embarrassed?"

Mo Baobao takes advantage of the situation and rolls to his mother's arms, hugs his mother and rubs casually, "mother, the little group knows it's wrong. I won't dare to do it again! "

"Well, if my mother doesn't feel relieved, how about I call in my father and let her fight?"

You are such a filial son! The tree couldn't help laughing.