Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

The audience in the live broadcast room was distressed for the lost pancake, no, it was distressed for Ranran.

Probably because of Ran Ran's angry and regretful little expression, everyone felt heartache.

A few cakes, although they are not delicious, they are cheap, they look bad, and they don’t want to eat them, but they are sizzling cakes.

At this moment, the mood of the audience in the live broadcast room is synchronized with Ran Ran.

Thinking of the lost pancakes, Ran Ran thought of Uncle Stealing Eggs again, and ran to the shed next door to see Song Shubai.

Song Shubai was frightened for a while, and his heart rate was never complete.

The thought of my nephew being caught makes me feel flustered.

Now he is **** in a shed and can't do anything. The surrounding area is desolate and no one talks to him.

Panicking and panicking what happened in the past few days echoed back in my mind repeatedly.

No, it's too wrong.

The nephew, who usually doesn't talk to him, suddenly told him to tear his dirty clothes out of his face that day.

The nephew seemed to have asked him what was going on down the mountain not long ago.

Have you ever said that sooner or later officers and soldiers will go up the mountain to search?

Jiang Zhile can't remember clearly. It seems there is, it seems not.

All the faint feeling is that in order to keep his uncle alive, his nephew gave up his life as an uncle and deliberately gave him his life.

Song Shubai cried. I couldn't control my tears and nose.

Weeping and crying, in the dim eyes of tears, a small figure faintly appeared in front of her eyes.

Ran Ran saw Uncle Thief crying at her, thinking he was crying ashamed of what he had done, and nodded in understanding.

Ran Ran stole Uncle Egg’s head, "Cry, cry, like—"

Ran Ran was just about to talk about an adult, thinking of his poor father who was going to study, thinking of this uncle the thief, shook his head, and changed his words: "Like a child."

The cry stopped abruptly, Song Shubai choked, his face black and white.

Why does this bad boy appear every time when he is most embarrassed!

But the little hand on his head touched his head, and at once, the bad boy looked at him with wide eyes, as if it were warm.

Song Shubai broke the jar and didn't care about his image. His voice was a little choked, "Ran, Ran, are there anyone **** by those soldiers?"

Song Shubai didn't dare to listen to the facts, and couldn't help but listen to the facts. His heart was up and down, and he wanted to hear it right away, and he wanted to extend the time.

Ran Ran is a pragmatic child. She thought about it and reconfirmed before nodding, "Yes."

Song Shubai's heart was ashamed, struggling with a ray of life, and having difficulty in uttering words, "Men, men and women?"

Ran Ran: "The same as Uncle Egg."

Seeing that Uncle Thief was crying in shame and realized his mistake, Ran Ran changed Uncle Thief to Uncle Egg.

Song Shubai's whole body seemed to lose his strength. He sat on the ground and suddenly thought of something, his lips trembled, and the light in his eyes became more and more bright.

"Same as me? That boy, boy and girl."

"Hahahaha quack quack."

Song Shubai twisted left and right with joy, like an ugly silkworm baby, not white and tender at all.

Take a step back and withdraw his hand.

This uncle is a bit strange.

Song Shubai stopped smiling, like a big bad wolf who only seduce children, "Ran Ran, can you do a little favor for Uncle Egg?"

Ran Ran, who was particularly curious, immediately moved her little head over.

"What are you busy?" He said very quietly.

"There is a little brother on the mountain."

"Ran Ran has never seen the little brother, only the little sister."

"...The young kid on the mountain, cough cough, Miss Sister is starving to death, can you give me something to eat? I'll go to the mountain secretly to give him."

…

On the mountain, Jiang Zhile is looking for a cave.

The old people in the village know every place where they can hide. During wars, every hidden place may be able to save many people. This is probably one of the reasons why Daozi Village was closer to the border and most people in the village survived.

Jiang Zhile recalled the positions of several older elders when the officers and soldiers went up the mountain, combined with Wu Zheng's instructions, and successfully found the location, but it took a little longer to hide the traces of the past on the road.

The entrance of the cave was deliberately hidden, and the surrounding bushes in front of the cave merged into one, as if the cave did not exist.

It doesn't seem to be an idiot yet.

Jiang Zhile pushed aside the bushes he had specially brought, and walked around the big rocks at the entrance of the cave. The people in the cave seemed to have realized that someone was coming and were not panicked. He opened his eyelids and looked at him.

With this look, Jiang Zhile could barely see the person in front of him. He was only a half-year-old child. His face was pale, his lips were skinned, his eyes were foggy, and the thick ink that could not be removed was not like a child's eyes.

Jiang Zhile didn't intend to explore the reason behind it, and passed the dry cake in his arms, "Eat, what are your plans after eating?"

Sima Cheng raised his hand, before touching the pie, he fell heavily.

Jiang Zhile looked up and down, and didn't ask how long he hadn't eaten. Looking at this weak body, it was estimated that the accomplice in the shed had nothing to eat after he was arrested.

Jiang Zhile squatted down, looking bad, and fed the pancakes to Sima Cheng's mouth.

He didn't even feed Ran Ran personally, just...

Sima Cheng seemed uncomfortable, lowered his eyelids, his eyeballs moved, and hesitated to bite.

After eating a piece of dry cake, my voice was very dumb, "Water."

Jiang Zhile didn't bring water, so he could only say, "Bring it to you next time."

It seems that Sima Cheng is not like a child. Jiang Zhile subconsciously regards him as an adult. "Now I give you two choices. One is to send you out of the mountain. As for where you go, as long as you don't get close to the nearby village, the farther the better. Second, you just hide in the cave. As for when you come out, it depends on the situation. Don't attract the attention of others."

"I won't go." Sima Cheng raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhile, with a firm attitude, "Uncle was arrested by you, and he won't go. I'm not in good health and can't walk far."

Jiang Zhile almost laughed angrily.

He is not too old and thinks deeply. First send the accomplices down and expose them to the people, but now they can't go away even if they use this as an attacker.

The soldiers hadn't withdrawn, and suddenly there was no one to introduce suspicion, and the man under the mountain would really not be able to get away for a while.

Thinking of more, this kid already knew that Daozi Village was special?

"You know that I am not an anti-thief." Sima Cheng admitted very simply, "I calculated it, thank you for saving me."

Jiang Zhile couldn't help but smile coldly.

The people in the village are more knowledgeable, and naturally they don't think that the two people in the painting are anti-thief. They can't do anything to hand them over.

Someone came to look for someone outside, and a stranger entered the village, even if he suspected that the person was the one who was arrested, he wouldn't hand it over.

Handing over is not necessarily a reward. Some people have endless malice. Old man Gao's unreasonable disaster is an example.

One link after another has been calculated, and finally a thank you.

Jiang Zhile's expression condensed, "What's your identity? Are you related to the royal family?"

The rising tone seems to be a question, but the attitude is definitely incomparable.

When he was guessed, Sima Cheng showed a faint smile on his face. For the first time, he looked at the man in front of him seriously.

Smart man, he needs him very much.

He knows that this is the father of that dumpling.

"I am the former prince, you can place a bet on me."

Less than Jiang Zhile's shoulders, his face was pale, and he even needed to rely on the stone to maintain his balance, but what he said was extremely arrogant.

With his hands behind his waist propped on the ground, his fingertips plunged into the soil, fragments of stones pierced his palms, Sima Cheng was unconscious, struggling to leave the stone's leaning, his back straightened, and he was determined to look at Jiang Zhile.

"I will become the emperor of the future, and I won't let you suffer."

Soon after the egg stolen, the bread at home was stolen again.

Ran Ran so angry, who is so bad?

Is it a bad uncle? The bad uncle was arrested.

It's not Uncle Stealing Egg, Uncle Stealing Egg is already crying with guilt.

She must catch this bad thief!

As soon as Jiang Zhile came home from the mountain, he found that the atmosphere seemed a bit wrong.

Dwarf Turnip rushed over and flattened his mouth to complain, "Daddy, there is a bad guy stealing the cakes at home!"

pancake?

After Jiang Zhile knew what it was, he coughed slightly, "Daddy ate a few yuan when he was hungry."

After a sigh of relief, his little face immediately became happy.

Jiang Zhile also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long walk up the mountain, a lot of energy was consumed. At dinner, Jiang Zhile ate a bowl more than usual before putting down his chopsticks.

Ran Ran was puzzled again. Daddy ate four pancakes, is he still so hungry?

It seems that she has to save a lot of money to make her father full!

After finishing the evening, I sat on the stool and looked at Dad with his head up. When he saw Dad picking up the knife and the wood, my heart felt nervous.

"Daddy, read a book."

Ran Ran thought of what Daxian said, she wanted to read with Daddy, and was helpless, "Daddy, Ran Ran reads with you, you have to be serious." In the bottom of my heart, I made up my mind to read Shao Shao's book.

Jiang Zhile rubbed the newly found wood and looked up to see a few boxes of books in the corner.

He moved the boxes of books from Jiang's house today, and the wooden boxes for the books were ready, so he moved all of them.

Withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Zhile looked at the dwarf carrot who urged him to read, "How much do you recognize?"

The education of the daughters started from an early age.

Gradually breaking off the hand index, one, two, three...

After the count, he said happily and proudly: "Ran Ran has recognized the five characters!" If you read less, you will be rich.

Jiang Zhile is unbelievable, five words? Recognize one word a day?

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "Which words do you recognize?"

Ran Ran was very proficient in recognizing the characters, and she also wrote on the sand table while reading.

"The sky, the next, the first, the first, the cute—"

"What's the word daddy?"

Jiang Zhile said with mixed emotions: "Baby."

Ran Ran immediately repeated loudly: "The world's first cute cub!"

After finishing speaking, the face was a little red, and I was very embarrassed, "Is this a boastful?"

Jiang Zhile later realized that his little girl seemed to be very proud.

Well, it's good to be proud. No loss is his cub, but-is there anything to be proud of recognizing five words?

Jiang Zhile, incarnate as a stern old father, was about to speak, and when he met his gradual eyes, he thought of the red radish, and immediately changed his words, "Baby, you can recognize ten words every day."

What else can Ran Ran do? Give up money as a father, nodded, "Then dad must study hard, study, take exams, take exams, and pass exams!"

I heard that the imperial examination is the most expensive.

Jiang Zhile was moved in his heart, Dwarf Carrot really understands him.

But he really doesn't plan to take the exam for now.

Even if he is not on the thief ship of Sima Cheng, he does not intend to serve the current emperor.

That's not even counted, Ranran took out her baby's bank note again, and quietly said in his father's ear: "Daddy, when your imperial examination money is spent, Ranran has the money to support you!"

Jiang Zhile enjoys a sweet burden, how can there be such a good cub?

Jiang Zhile, who was so angry to clean up people a day ago, seemed to have forgotten to clean up the short radish, showing a foolish smile that belonged to his old father.