The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 773 Mother and Son’s New Show

  Si Lingling doesn't care about that.

  Anyway, it’s Saint Ruixing's daytime, so I don’t worry about children staying up late.

  Even at night, if it’s too late, she can take her children into the space to rest while everyone is paying attention to the stage performance.

  Calculated by the twenty times the speed difference between the space and the outside world, the mother and the child can sleep well in the space.

  Si Lingling really didn't watch the shows outside.

  So, she closed the holographic live broadcast, leaving only a small window, so as not to miss the stage time.

After   , she began to put on cute suits for the children, and she also changed into the same clothes.

  On this dress, there is still a cute little cat embroidered.

  Si Lingling has made dozens of sets of parent-child outfits, each of which embroidered cute objects is different.

  Cats, dogs, sheep, cows, pigs, rats...

  In short, the animals that have appeared on the blue stars are all based on the cuteness of cartoons, and a set of each is prepared.

  This is not over yet, the rhythm of her parent-child costumes is not over, she should try her best to portray all the animals on the Blue Star that everyone is familiar with.

  Leave a wonderful growth partner for the children.

   "Hehe, Ma Ma, Meow."

   Looking at the cute cartoons on the clothes, she was so excited that she pointed to the cat and kept learning how to meow.

   "I like meows."

  Chip also pointed at the kittens on the brother and mother who were jumping and jumping, "Hahaha... I like it, I like it..."

  Si Lingling sees a pair of children so happy, and feels happy.

  She gently said to the child: "Wait, let's sing a happy clap for everyone, okay?"

"clap hands."

  I slipped to the name of the song my mother said, and immediately remembered the song my mother taught them in the space and sang it casually.

  While singing, I haven’t forgotten to pat my little hands.

  啾啾 also sang happily: "Stomping your feet."

When    sang, the brother and sister stomped their feet in cooperation.

   "Yes, this is it."

  Listening to the children’s immature singing, Si Lingling felt more happy, "Let’s sing for everyone, okay?"

"good."

  The child’s answer is always so heartwarming.

  They grew up taking care of her and they trusted her as a mother.

  As their mother, how can she disappoint them?

  Si Lingling’s eyes were slightly hot, she took her children into her arms, and whispered softly: "Mom's yo-yo and chirping are awesome."

   "Mom is awesome."

  The child felt the mother’s warmth and praised in a low voice, "Mom is great."

  Time flies quickly, and the mother and the son still came into the space to eat some food while others were not paying attention. They took a lunch break before they came out again.

  At 23:30, Saint Ruixing time, Si Lingling and her son finally received a reminder from the staff to prepare them to perform on stage.

  Si Lingling took the children, followed the staff to the back of the stage and waited.

  While waiting for the end of the previous performance, when the host said the line, she reminded the children again: "Let’s sing a happy clap song."

"clap hands."

  The two brothers and sisters sang the lyrics in unison, with smiles in their eyes.

"good."

  Wait for the host to report to the curtain, the mother and son Si Lingling took the stage amidst the enthusiastic voices of the audience.

  Si Lingling: "If you feel happy, clap your hands."

  Twin babies: "Clap your hands."

  Mother and three sons are like playing games, conveying their inner happiness to billions of audiences through singing and gestures.

  Listening to the cheerful singing, watching the mother and son interacting closely, many people seemed to have a new experience in their hearts.

  (End of this chapter)