Xiaodouding only stretched out half of his small body and looked around.
He had a small round head, and was wearing a clean little monk's robe, with a heavy string of small Buddha beads hanging around his neck.
He held the door frame with one small hand, and the other small hand was holding the string of small buddha beads, looking very cute and cute.
Xuanyuan Xi was stunned: "This, this, who is this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Douding saw Gu Jiao, and after thinking about it, he held back it, clinging to the door frame and calling out, "Mother!"
Xuanyuanxi petrochemical in place!
This little monk... Could it be Xiao Xuanpa
Xiao Xuan left home? !
Seeing his doubts, Gu Jiao walked towards Xiao Xuan with him and explained, "Xiao Xuan is weak and always falls ill every three days. Later, my mother took Xiao Xuan to a temple. The master in the temple said that he had a relationship with the Buddha."
Xuanyuan Xi was stunned: "Then... he became a monk?"
Gu Jiao took Xiao Xiao Xuan's hand: "Well, that's right. You wore these clothes when you were a child. The princess said that wearing old clothes and accumulating good fortune will allow the child to grow up safely."
Xuanyuan Xianne: "I said why are you so familiar..."
Xiao Xuan was only one year old when Xuanyuan Xi left home. Now that a whole year has passed, Xiao Xuan doesn’t remember him anymore. Xiao Xuan raised his small round head and blinked at him curiously with big eyes like black grapes: “You are Who?"
Xuanyuan Xi pinched his little face: "I'm your uncle Jingkong, do you remember me?"
Xiao Xiao Xuan shook his head very honestly.
Xuanyuan Xi smiled.
Lying in his arms, Xiao Cong lifted his eyelids and glanced at his younger brother, and said, "Tell Uncle Jingkong what your name is."
Xiao Xiao Xuan nodded obediently, and began to report to his family in a milky voice: "My name is Xiao Xuan, and my name is Shixin."
Xuanyuanxi: Actually, there is even a law name...
Xiao Xuan looked thinner than children of the same age, but Xuanyuan Xi learned from Gu Jiao that he really didn't get sick as much as he was one year old this year.
Yao Shi and Princess Xinyang felt more and more that it was right to raise the little guy as a monk.
There is a precedent for this among relatives they know - Kun Dao Yuan Baolin.
Gu Jiao took Xiao Xiao Xuan and walked inside.
Xuanyuan Xi watched the two-year-old boy stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and some wanted to ask Jiaojiao, would you not hug him
Xiao Cong, the villain, noticed his doubts and said calmly, "Mother hugs you the most, and she rarely hugs the three of us."
Xuanyuan Xi was stunned.
Gu Jiao gave her love to her eldest son unreservedly. At that time, she didn't know how to be a parent, and she stumbled with Xiao Heng to raise the little monk who was brought back from the mountain.
The little monk chased after her all day long and wanted to be her little tail.
The little monk was always sitting on the threshold, waiting for her to come home no matter how late it was.
The little monk can act like a spoiled child, want to kiss, and like to stay in her arms.
The first time she raised a child, she had no choice but to spoil the clingy little monk.
Luckily it wasn't spoiled.
The former wrestling monk has grown into an indomitable black wind rider.
Xiao Cong sighed like a little adult: "Oh, jealous."
Xuanyuan Xi's eyes were red, and a heat wave rolled over his heart.
He's so cute...
Xiao Cong friendly reminder: "Uncle, you are holding me too tightly, I can't breathe anymore."
…
Xiao Heng and Shangguanqing didn't return until an hour later. His harem was getting bigger and bigger. After the eldest wife, he had six more concubines, all of them top-notch firearms.
Today, his eldest wife broke down, and it took a long time to repair it.
The brothers didn't know that the clear space was back, and while walking to the dormitory of the dragon and the phoenix, they said: "I like fire guns so much, let my mother know, I have to take them all for you."
Shangguanqing said: "Don't tell your mother!"
Xiao Heng said amusingly: "Mother asked me to ask you, are you satisfied with the daughters of aristocratic families that I selected for you last time?"
Shangguan Qing waved his hand indifferently: "There is nothing to be dissatisfied with, she likes it, just put it in my backyard."
Xiao Heng asked: "With so much, are you not afraid of a fire in the backyard?"
Shangguan Qing put a hand on his stinky brother's shoulder and said cynically, "Oh, man, you know."
Xiao Heng resolutely drew a clear line with him: "I don't understand, I love Jiaojiao more than Jin Jian."
Shangguan Qing hit the nail on the head: "Gold is very soft."
Xiao Heng: "..."
Shangguanqing has yet to meet his daughter of destiny, and the concubine is empty. He is also very worried. It is not that he does not like women, but he has not met someone who makes his heart move. What can he do
"I've said it all, to be as good as Jiaojiao in martial arts, as dignified and gentle as the princess, and as humorous and witty as the mother-in-law, such a woman is my destiny!"
Xiao Heng glanced at him speechlessly.
You are single for life.
While the brothers were talking, Xiao Yan's small voice of patiently teaching her younger brother came from the bedroom.
"One plus one equals how much?"
"One." Xiao Xuan said.
Xiao Yan supported her forehead: "I've taught you this many times, it's not one, it's two!"
Xiao Xiao Xuan: "Two."
"That's right!" Xiao Yan sat cross-legged opposite her brother on the kang in the warm pavilion. "Do it again, how much is one plus one?"
Xiao Xiaoxuan: "One."
Xiao Yan: "…"
Xiao Yan took a deep breath: "One multiplied by one equals one! What about two plus two?"
She took out four fingers and looked at Xiao Xiaoxuan with a gleaming look.
Xiao Xiao Xuan: "Two."
Xiao Yan is absolutely down!
Xiao Yan sat up, grabbed the front of her clothes with her small hands, and breathed in and out: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Let's count, one, two, three, four, five, are you familiar with this?"
Xiao Xiaoxuan nodded.
Xiao Yan taught seriously: "One, two, three, four, five!"
Xiao Xiaoxuan answered seriously: "Beat the (old) axe (tiger) to the (up) mountain!"
Xiao Yan vomited blood at 180 degrees, and after she vomited blood that didn't exist, she fell to her head, and her small body slumped on the heated kang.
Next door, Gu Jiao just finished checking Xiao Cong's body, he was simply motion sickness, no serious problem, just rest for a day or two.
She asked the nanny to take Xiao Cong out.
Xuanyuan Xi also planned to go out.
"Sit down." Gu Jiao said.
Xuanyuanxi scratched his head and smiled: "I really don't need it! I didn't vomit again!"
Gu Jiao pressed him directly on the chair, the window paper was shining with incandescent light, and it fell on the handsome face of the young man.
"It's really okay," he said.
Gu Jiao took his pulse and asked seriously, "Where is the injury?"
"No..." He subconsciously retorted, thinking of something, his eyes flashed, he raised his left wrist and said, "Did you say this?"
Gu Jiao lifted his sleeve slightly, revealing a red, swollen bruise.
He said nonchalantly, "I didn't hold the red ying gun steady that day, and I accidentally twisted it."
Once a little bald, the skin on the knees would sit on the threshold, waiting to show her her little injury, and she would save the little tears for her to cry when she came back.
Now, his body is covered with bruises and wounds, and he is unwilling to say a word.
"Let me do it."
Xiao Heng's voice suddenly appeared at the door.
The two of them looked at him in unison.
"You're back." Gu Jiao said.
Xiao Heng nodded, stepped into the room, glanced at the small medicine box on the table, and said to Gu Jiao, "The couplets are being posted outside, do you want to take a look?"
"Okay." Gu Jiao left the small medicine box and turned to leave the room.
Xuanyuanxi curled his lips reluctantly: "What are you doing? They just said a few words to Jiaojiao, bad brother-in-law!"
When he saw him at the door just now, Xiao Heng was a little afraid to recognize him. After a year of not seeing him, he grew taller and opened up. He was no longer that immature child. The killing spirit that comes from the battlefield experience.
But when he opened his mouth like this, Xiao Heng was sure that he was still the little monk who fought wit and courage with him back then.
Xiao Heng said to him: "Okay, Jiaojiao is gone, there is nothing to hide, her clothes are off."
Xuanyuan Xi clasped his arms vigilantly: "What are you doing!"
Xiao Heng picked up the golden sore medicine on the table and said lightly, "If you don't use up this bottle of medicine, Jiaojiao asks, I can't help you."
Xuanyuan Xi chose the latter between worrying Jiaojiao or worrying the bad brother-in-law.
"Then keep it a secret for me and don't tell Jiaojiao."
"understood."
He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the mottled and interlaced scars all over his body.
It was Xiao Heng who gave him a bath when he was a child, and Xiao Heng knew exactly where there was a pimple on his body.
Xiao Heng knew that he would be injured, but he did not expect the injury to be so serious.
Although most of them have healed, he must have been in pain at the time.
This is my own child.
"You..." Xiao Heng's throat hurt.
Xuanyuan Xi pretended not to see his slightly red eyes, turned his face away and said, "Come on, I'm cold."
The tip of his nose was also sore.
It's so strange, I didn't want to cry, but the bad brother-in-law's eyes were red, and he couldn't help it.
(End of this chapter)