Lu Wenlong asked: "Then what should we say?"
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"My father sings uniquely!"
"ah?"
King Qin was overjoyed, "Look, you brats, you are not good enough and don't know how to appreciate it. Just look at it, mom knows that I sing well, hahahaha... Girl, my girl is better, hahaha... "
Lu Wenlong was in disbelief: "Mom, no way? Do you really think so?"
The little tiger's head also jumped up: "It sounds so unpleasant, but my brother and I both think it is unpleasant."
King Qin was so happy that he almost jumped up. Look, look, no matter how good his son is, he is not as considerate as his wife. What do these brats know? He looked at Hua Rong with infinite pride, and then at his sons, looking like winners, and he believed that the little song he just sang was truly memorable.
"You guys, let me sing another song for you."
"Please, no. Please don't."
"If your mother likes it, I will sing it. As for you two, whether you like it or not."
"Mom, are you sure you like to hear it?"
"Mom is so partial."
"Yes, mom deliberately favors the big bad guy."
Hua Rong's face didn't change: "I won't be partial. I'm very fair."
"Oh my god, can such a broken voice be considered unique?"
"certainly!"
King Qin was so grateful that he was a close friend. He was very happy: "Girl says it's unique, she is unique!"
Hua Rong looked at him with infinite tenderness and nodded affirmatively: "Indeed. Because this is the most unpleasant piece of music I have ever heard in the world. There is no other branch of this one."
She smiled and looked at the two gaping children: "Don't you think it's unique? Have you ever heard anything worse than this?"
King Qin's eyes widened, and the two children suddenly fell laughing, especially the little tiger head, hugging his neck, almost falling into his arms, the sky-high pigtails rubbing against his chin: "Ah Dad, you are so pitiful... Dad, let’s see if you can still sing, let’s see if you still dare to sing... Hahahaha... "
Lu Wenlong also laughed. In recent days, he was often teased to laugh like this, as if King Qin, like the little tiger head, were all born with such pistachios. Even his mother, he discovered that there was another side of her that he had never seen before. I have seen that, in fact, she is also a very happy person, but she has never been like this when she was with her father, no, the fourth prince. She was worried all day long, immersed in a sad atmosphere, and As for myself, I once mistakenly thought that she was a sentimental and unsmiling person by nature.
Why is she smiling so happily at this time? Her eyes were so bright, her eyelashes were long, and her scarf was folded so cleverly—even the little tiger head had never seen her full head of white hair. She had changed again, becoming the most beautiful and gentle person in her memory. The most loving mother. It seemed as if all the pain had disappeared from her life, leaving only joy.
Therefore, he no longer wanted to think of her bloody appearance, the arrow she shot at the fourth prince, or her hoarse cry "He is not your father, he is the devil"... At that time, she only had hatred left. and sadness and despair.
Now, it's all gone
May it disappear forever and never come back.
He also felt happy.
Now I understand that there is no such happy soil in the Jin Kingdom or the Orochi Tribe, so she cannot be happy. This also triggered the memory of her childhood. The years in Elong Town seemed to be like this every day. I, my mother, and my father-in-law are all happy every day. Sometimes, my father-in-law writes, and my mother grinds; sometimes my mother paints, and my father-in-law spreads paper for her; sometimes, everyone roasts sweet potatoes around the stove, and my mother and my father-in-law paint. They would take turns telling jokes and everyone would laugh.
Now, this atmosphere is back. King Qin, Little Hutou, and his mother - it seems that he does not need any too difficult acceptance process. He soon feels like home. It is natural, as if his nature is the same. They are so close.
This is a completely different feeling from the previous home. In the past, except for "father", there was no strong family atmosphere in the home. The wives and concubines of the fourth prince and the half-siblings were all very separated and full of competition. Even if they play together occasionally, their biological mothers will give some advice, because there must be a strict hierarchy in terms of status. He has no biological mother, only a wet nurse, so he is always alone and lonely.
No one is like Little Hutou, who always bothers him, relies on him, worships him, and is attached to him. The first thing he says is "my brother..." This makes him feel so important and full of sibling compassion.
After completely leaving his former "home", he discovered that in the Fourth Prince's Mansion of Nuo Da, he had no value except being a Fourth Prince.
Someone to miss.
Even the King of Qin, even though he is not as elegant and majestic as "Abba", he has endless jokes at any time.
, has no pretensions, and often even makes fun of himself, teasing the children, pleasing his mother, and making everyone feel happy.
He felt friendly. It turns out that this is the life of parents, relatives and a family
King Qin also smiled, and his heart was filled with a strong sense of family happiness, calmness and happiness. There was no storm, just joy!
The little tiger head jumped into his arms and acted coquettishly, tugging at his eyebrows one by one, as if to count how many eyebrows he had. Completely unconsciously, he also reached out to hug Lu Wenlong, with the little tiger head on the left and Lu Wenlong on the right. , using two strong hands, one on each side, slowly, the hug turned into a trap. He hugged them tightly. By the time they noticed, the two children had already fallen into the clutches of the devil and could not escape.
King Qin laughed loudly, like a proud old demon from the Black Mountain, tossing the two children who had fallen into the trap.
The little tiger smiled and kept struggling, but he tried harder: "Bad boy, you want to get out? I'll let you go if you can break free."
The little tiger's head was struggling so hard that his face was red and his ears were red, and his pigtails were sticking up and down, but how could he escape from the huge clutches of King Qin? He shouted anxiously
: "Work hard, brother, let's work hard together..."
Lu Wenlong, the spirit, saw that King Kong Wu of Qin was powerful, so he shouted: "Little Hutou, I call one, two, three, let's work hard together. One, two
... Little tiger head, please tickle him... "
Before the word "three" was uttered, King Qin saw Hua Rong's eyes and came over like a knife: "Qin Shangcheng, what do you want to do? Do you want to open the wound again? Do you still want to get up and walk? Do you want to? "Lie in bed for the rest of your life?"
King Qin stuck out his tongue, and Little Tiger Head's soft, fat hands had already reached his armpits, trying to tickle him. He immediately let go of his arms, and Little Tiger Head flew away.
The two brothers were making plans to defeat the King of Qin, but they were let go. The little tiger muttered: "It's not fun at all. Dad, please try harder, we haven't competed yet..."
"You brat, I didn't see mom glaring at us."
"Then let's wait until mom is gone before we play."
Hua Rong grabbed his pigtail and said, "Little Hutou, do you still want to play? What should I do if I open my father's wound?"
"No, Mom, I'll play with Dad for a while." He threw himself into his mother's arms, hugged her neck unscrupulously and acted coquettishly, and took the opportunity to kiss her on the face, making Hua Rong drool all over her face. .These days, when I return to my mother's arms and enjoy the feeling of being pampered, I feel even more coquettish. I feel that I am so important, cared for and liked by everyone, so the little child also feels... I like everyone so much, my mother, my father, my brother.
King Qin quickly grabbed his pigtails and said, "You bastard, you are not allowed to kiss your mother."
The little tiger turned his head and kissed him hard on the face again. King Qin's face was drooled and he laughed happily: "My dear son, kiss him again."
"No more kissing. I want to kiss my brother."
"Don't run."
Lu Wenlong looked at the poor little tiger head. His pigtails were so sinister that he was caught from time to time. When everyone saw him, they would start by grabbing his pigtails. King Qin turned around and saw Lu Wenlong staring at the little tiger head. He stared at Lu Wenlong's head closely. Lu Wenlong was so confused that he subconsciously asked: "Big bad guy, what do you want to do?"
"You kid is so slippery that I can't catch you. I'm thinking that you should have a braid like this, so I can catch you at any time..."
Lu Wenlong quickly covered his head. Was there anything wrong? After all, I am a young man, how can I wear such ridiculous braids as tiger head? Moreover, it is simply a living example of "pulling pigtails".
He had infinite sympathy for the little tiger head and secretly winked at him: "Little tiger head, it's time for you to change your hairstyle."
The little tiger head was obviously very distressed. Dad's hand was still holding on to his braid, but it was a touch, gentle and not painful. He was very interested again: "Brother, what kind of hairstyle should I change? It's the same as yours." OK?"
King Qin immediately objected: "No, that won't look good -" it won't be easy to pull.
The two children stared at him together: "I just can't let you pull me anymore."
King Qin hurriedly turned to Hua Rong: "Girl, tell me, does it look bad if you change your hairstyle?"
The two children said in unison again: "Dad, if you want to look good, you can wear a braid that goes up to the sky..."
King Qin wears a braid that towers over the sky? How scary would this be? Hua Rong touched the pigtails on the little tiger's head and looked at King Qin, as if he was evaluating the feasibility of this proposal. King Qin fluttered his hands and hurriedly hugged his head: "Girl, you don't want me to change my hairstyle?" ?”
The mother and son laughed together: "By the way, you are the one who should change."
King Qin almost fainted from fright.
Under the strong resistance of King Qin, the braids were of course not completed. The two children were not having fun, so they took turns to compete with him and guess fists. King Qin had one hand, even if it was seriously injured, the two children worked hard together. , could not defeat him. Once, Lu Wenlong came up alone, and King Qin relaxed for a moment, and unexpectedly fell behind. Only then did he realize that the younger generation is terrifying, and he was deeply surprised. Because of this, the little tiger head worshiped his brother even more, and King Qin was happy to have someone to accompany him. When he was playing, he would play all kinds of tricks and torment these two bad boys as hard as he could, like the most kind and funny father.
A father is no better than a mother. It is a kind of acquired emotional cultivation. After many days of getting along day and night, and in the years to come, he will have to get along day and night. He has completely regarded these two people as his biological sons. He is even considering returning to Luoxia Island. , the rooms of these two boys must be greatly expanded, and a decent study room and a large martial arts training ground should be built for their brothers. Things that I did not enjoy when I was a child must be given to them. And I must collect them myself. If we don’t give them many good things, who else can we give them to play with