Xu Yizhi went to work, and Lingbi looked at the little guy to practice martial arts. She saw that she was frightened and scared, for fear that he would not hurt himself.

"Hey? I have found it, you are right, my mother is still alive."

Chi Jingyu has not slept for a whole night. If it is not remembering the coffin, don't act rashly. He will definitely throw those things in front of his father and ask him why he should deceive himself.

Lingbi heard his excitement from the phone. "Jing Yu, where are you now?"

"I am on the way to the mental hospital." Then I hung up.

Now he just wants to see his mother as soon as possible.

Listening to the busy tone from the microphone, the coffin is slightly lost... whether it is right or wrong to do it yourself.

"Madam, this child is..."

The spirits returned to God. It turned out that Zhang Ma came and smiled softly. "Zhang Ma, you are here! This is the child I remember and remember."

Zhang Ma was shocked by her heart, and her face was only a little surprised, not asking.

She was only a holiday for a few days. How come this time, she came up with such a big child, and she was still a little monk.

Watching him kick and kick, it’s really awesome!

"Baby, the time of a musk has arrived, let's go have breakfast?"

Xiaonuo immediately took back his little fist and smiled sweetly, revealing two small dimples. "Okay, mom."

Carrying the little wooden fish into his arms, carrying two small short legs, ran to the coffin.

After a day of getting along, he was very kind to the coffin, and he wanted to come up with something called "blood" in the "blame"!

"Baby, this is Grandma Zhang."

Xiaonuo looked at Zhang Ma and politely bowed his head. "Zhang Grandma is good."

auzw.com Only far away, Zhang Ma did not see the appearance of the little guy, now it’s a look, it’s like a good boy in the portrait, very cute.

"Little Master is good, Little Master is really cute!"

Xiaonuo doesn't seem to understand the meaning of "Young Master". He raises his small head and a childish face is full of doubts. "Mom, what is the "Little Master"?"

The coffin opened his lips, but he said to Zhang Ma: "Zhang Ma, you still call him ‘小诺’!”

"Okay, I know, ma'am."

Zhang Ma’s face showed a smile, and this monk baby was really interesting.

... At lunchtime, Zhang Ma was helping the kitchen to wash vegetables in the kitchen, but saw a small figure smashed in.

"Small promise, is it hungry?"

Xiaonuo gently rubbed his lips and shook his head gently. He was a little embarrassed. "Zhang Grandma, Xiaonuo wants to cook for her mother."

When I heard this, Zhang Ma’s eyes showed a slight shock, then he laughed. “Little baby, can you cook?”

Think of what my mother said yesterday: When my mother is baby.

I thought that only mothers can call themselves like this.

The little guy corrected it very seriously: "Zhang Grandma, I am the mother's baby! Grandma Zhang can't call Xiaonuo ‘baby’!”

The smile on Zhang’s face is even stronger. This little man is so much like people. “Good, call you ‘Little promise’.”

The little guy answered her question, "Small promises porridge, fried cabbage, carrots, potatoes..."

After listing a long list, I looked at Zhang Ma. "Zhang Grandma, Xiaonuo wants to thank her mother for bringing me to this world. Xiaonuo wants to cook for her mother, okay?"

Listening to the little guy's crisp ~ soft voice, Zhang Ma's whole heart will melt. "Well, what do you want to do? Grandma helps you."

The little guy excitedly put his hands together. "Amitabha, thank you, Grandma Zhang."

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