Chapter 291

"Yang Yang, what's the matter with you? Did you just dig a dog hole or dig a chicken nest?" She sighs, squats down, puts Cheng down, and pulls Yang Yang to dust.

"Wow --"

a burst of shrill and exaggerated crying rose to the sky, and Yang Yang rushed into her mother's arms, holding her tightly, tears, snivels, mud and so on. She lingered in her mother's arms, and her mouth was still muring -

"Mom Mom, you finally come. I miss you so much Wow Yangyang didn't dig a dog's hole, and Yangyang didn't dig a chicken's nest Yangyang just fed a little pig grass Wow Hiss... "

The little guy cried so hard that he almost lost his breath.

"Ouch..." "A ball" whines twice at Yang Yang's leg, as if it were humming: "Yang Yang, you monkey! Are you sure you just feed a little pig grass instead of overturning other people's pig nests just to force them to be your second younger martial brother? Hum, I despise you! 】

“……” Gu Huan sighed helplessly. No wonder the boy smelled of pig excrement.

"Wow Yangyang doesn't want that dead bird dad, Yangyang just wants his mother Mom, don't you want to make a fuss Wow Dead bird dad only scolds people, but also takes that ugly monster to flaunt around. He hates him Hum... "

Yang Yang's head is buried in her mother's leg, shaking her eyes. She glances at Fei Er coming from the car. Hum!

Phyl was biting her lips, and her face was visibly pale.

It's not been a day or two since she was angry, but this child belongs to Beiming mo. she It's just going to have to be tough.

"Ouch..." "Geqiu" is deeply involved. The dog's eyes stare at Yang Yang and grins his teeth! What does it have to do with me? I'm innocent, ok 】

"a ball" reluctantly looks at the yellow fur local dog just now, whew, where is it?

"Geqiu" reluctantly scratched the dog's paw and sobbed: "ouch, people just like yellow skinned dogs. What's ugly People just like yellow Er, hee hee, although this color is a little bit colorful, people just like it. The more yellow, the better Also like thin, also like soil, also like to have a sense of bone drop, how to drop, ouch Yangyang, you pay for my yellow dog 】

"woo ah, woo ah..." Yangyang's crying appearance made Gu Huan feel distressed.

Sighing, he hugged his son in his arms. "Well, darling, isn't mom here? Don't cry, don't cry, eh?"

Whether the child is crying or crying, but for the mother, is not to see the child by a little grievance!

Cheng Cheng rolled his eyes with great grace.

Yang Yang te can play, if not, how can father spare him?

"Bella -" Cheng Cheng lowers his eyes and glances at the dog whose paws scratch the ground.

"Ouo, Wuwu..." Bella raises Han Han's head and pours on Cheng Cheng's leg with a look of grievance. She lingers hard and sobs. Bella, the name of high-end atmosphere on the grade ah! Others Er, no, the dog family doesn't want the name of "a ball"! 】

Yang Yang is still dying in Gu Huan's arms.

"Wuwu, mom, people don't want to see the dead face of dead bird Dad!"

Gu Huan glanced at Beiming's black face, and could not help sighing that this man was born so handsome, but with such a stinky character!

Isn't it outrageous? "Well, well, if you don't see it, you won't cry..."

Beiming Mo's fist tightened more and more tightly.

Yang Yang's big eyes are smart. He glances at Fei Er from time to time, and his knife flies past. "Whoa, whoa, people don't want to see that ugly monster!"

Sure enough, fei'er was so ugly that she cried

"Yang Yang, don't be so rude!" Gu Huan scolded in a low voice and nodded to fei'er apologetically. "Children are not sensible. Don't take it to heart."

Fei'er smiles with rain, "ha ha, I'm ok..."

All cry like this, still call nothing?

"Master, you're here --" Xing Huo just came out of the room. Obviously, he missed the first half of the story and didn't know what happened to the family. "I thought master would come first, but I didn't expect us to come first."

Xinghuo doesn't know. Beiming Mo goes to pick up Feier temporarily, so he goes around.

However, just like Yangyang, the fire of punishment is covered with mud, disheartened and miserable

"Hey, uncle cook, you stink..." Yang Yang quickly covers her little nose and looks at Xing Huo with a look of incomparable disgust.

Xing Huo's honest, upright and masculine face A twitch!

Little boy, you are not as smelly as yourself!

"Cough..." Beiming Mo frowned and cleared his voice. It was obvious that the smell smoked master Jiepi mo. he stared at Xinghuo and Yangyang, "what did you two just do?"Xing Huo looked at Yang Yang in embarrassment, "er It's nothing. Young master Yangyang is fond of playing because he hasn't seen the pigsty in the countryside I'm sorry, master. I didn't protect the young master well! "

Xing Huo, of course, omits the embarrassment of making trouble in the pigsty, and takes the responsibility on himself. God knows, he just finished his kindness to the young master.

When Gu Huan and Cheng Cheng heard this, they knew it.

Suddenly, there was a halo on the head of the fire.

At this time, the farmer's waiter of "Jiangnan commune" rushed over -

"Mr. Beiming, here you are! The landlady is waiting for you in there. "

The setting sun gradually disappeared, and the red glow was also covered by the night.

In the countryside, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there are a few lights.

There is a peaceful scene in the farmhouse.

Fei Er takes beimingmo's arm and follows the steps of the waiter. She goes through the clog corridor and sprinkles a slender silhouette under the wall lamp along the way.

"Mr. Beiming, please."

The waiter stopped in front of a double wooden carving door, bowed respectfully towards beimingmo, and creaked -

the old retro wooden door was gently pushed open, and a burst of laughter came out -

"ha ha ha..."

"Madame, Mr. Beiming is here." Said the waiter.

The woman who was laughing in the room turned around and said, "Mo Mo, I'm looking forward to you! Come in and sit down

"Aunt." Beiming Mo nodded, took off his sunglasses, and his eyes were soft.

After seeing this kind-hearted middle-aged and old woman in front of her, fei'er is surprised. It seems that she has never heard of Beiming Mo's aunt She quickly put up a smiling face and called respectfully, "Hello, aunt, I'm Phil."

"Dear, call me aunt Fang." Aunt Fang nodded with a smile and looked behind them, "eh, Mo Mo, why don't you see your mother? There are two more kids? "

Hearing this, Phil turned pale.

Beiming Mo said, "the children are dirty. She will bring them to wash. It's rude in front of my aunt. "

"Silly boy! My aunt has been in this remote area for decades. What kind of etiquette do you want to tell her? " Aunt Fang laughed, then pointed to the TV wall, "was the child who was playing in the pigsty just now big or small? It's all recorded on CCTV! Ha ha ha... "

Sure enough, the TV is playing back the picture of little monkey making a pig pen.

The North dark night Mo Cu Cu eyebrow, "is not the small son of the tool.". I'm sorry to trouble my aunt. "

"You child It's a rare visit to my aunt. Today is the first time I've brought my baby to see my aunt. My aunt is too happy. How can it be a trouble? Go and get the dolls. Dinner will be ready in a moment

"Well." Peiming Mo's respect for Fang Gu surprised Fei Er.

"Mo, why don't you let me see them and stay here with aunt Fang?"

As soon as fei'er was ready to turn around, she was held by Aunt Fang. "Ha ha, of course, this kind of thing is for the sake of his father. Come on, Momo. Come on, Phil, come here and talk to Aunt Fang, huh

"OK, fanggu..."

The Philippines son docile smile smile, Mou light is to reluctantly look at the back figure of North Ming Mo, gradually uneasy.

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in the cottage and bathhouse of farmhouse.

White hot air around, happy laughter around.

"Yo Ho -"

poo Dong ~. The sound of a bucket of water, from the ocean's small head melon flying straight down, washing the little guy's small body.

The dirty stains are washed away layer by layer, revealing the white and tender skin

"Yo Ho -" Yang Yang exclaimed excitedly again, "Mom, it's so comfortable. Another bucket!"

"It's OK, baby. I've washed several buckets of water. I can't wash too much, otherwise my skin will be wrinkled by blisters." Gu Huan smiles and wipes Yang Yang with a towel.

"No, mom, they still need a bucket..." Yang Yang doesn't follow me.

On the edge of the wooden door, Cheng Cheng, a few meters away from Yangyang, burst out, "Beiming breeding, do you want a bucket of instant noodles?"

"Go away! You're the one! You have instant noodles Angry.

For the name of Beiming Siyang, Yangyang is really Man's pain!

The name of Beiming Sicheng is high-end atmosphere, high-grade, low-key luxury, connotative, cool, noble and grounded?!

for Mao to him here became a North Yin feeding, low-end vulgar throw off integrity, woodlouse no lower limit, rural rural non mainstream!!!

"Yo Yo, mom I don't want to be called Beiming Siyang. I want to go back to my mother's surname, ok... "

Last name?

Gu Huan wiped the hand of Yang Yang's body, pausing and brushing a trace of melancholy.

I think of Lu Lu, who is still lying unconscious in the hospital. Although she has been wandering for many years, she has finally found her own mother, but even if she meets her, the mother and daughter still can't recognize each other.As a result, she still does not know what her real family name is?

Helplessly sighed, "baby, you'd better follow your father's name Beiming. Don't think about changing his name in the future, OK?"

This words, just fall into is preparing to enter the wooden house bath room of North Ming Mo ear.

His heart softened slightly.

That beautiful but cold face, lines suddenly softened down.

His son, of course, must be named after him!

An imperceptible smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he pushed the door in, but he heard a loud voice --

"Oh, no They don't want Beiming to raise them. They are so ugly. They are laughed at by children's shoes in school... "

"Why, the name of the black earth of the northern night sounds good?" Clean and cool voice, should be angry, but surprisingly mild.

The mother and the son in the room were cool by chance.