Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

The suspicious bricks were confiscated by Wei Xue, and Xiao Trump reluctantly said, "That's baby's."

"Banzhu is too dangerous, it's not what a baby should play."

The car drove all the way home, and finally it was time to question the little baby.

The suspected brick was placed on the table, and the little baby stood aside reluctantly, "What a god!"

The baby yawned, wanted to sleep, and didn't want to play with mom and dad.

Mom and Dad were not playing, they looked at the little baby in confusion, "Why are there bricks in your schoolbag."

The little horn poked his finger with some guilty conscience, "No...no chicken."

"You chicken road!" Feng Tingyun coughed lightly to cover up his biased accent, "You know, are you going to be a deceitful bad baby now?"

After that, Feng Tingyun acted together, covering his eyes with a sad expression on his face. He hummed and cried, "My baby has actually learned to lie. He is not a good baby now."

Wei Xue frowned and looked at him, thinking that Dao Wang really found the wrong person. He should not find her son, but her husband.

The little trumpet can eat Dad's set. As soon as Feng Tingyun "crying", he panicked, and the little meat slapped his father, "mud... don't cry."

"Ooo, ooo cry cry, baby do not tell Dad where tile is that my father started to cry!"

The horn is a little shaken, do you want to pinch it?

Feng Tingyun secretly glanced at him through his fingers, and immediately started crying even louder when he saw the little baby's hesitant face.

The little horn takes a step back in fright, "Say baby, say baby."

Dad is really ugly when crying, baby, let's talk about it for everyone's life.

"Jie...it seems to be on the verge of giving the nest."

"Linlin?" The old father's heart was stagnant, and when it was over, his son's kindergarten showed signs of premature love.

Feng Tingyun turned his head and said to Wei Xue, "Which little girl is Linlin?"

The little speaker stomped his feet when he heard his father's words and retorted, "Pros! No! Girl paper!"

? ? ?

"Lin Lin is the squad leader of the big class."

Wei Xue seemed to be somewhat impressed, "It's your chorus, right?"

In my memory, he was a stupid boy, who always sang like to shoot, but his voice was very loud.

The little baby nodded.

Jiang put it aside and asked, "Then yesterday's bricks were also given to you by Prompt?"

The little speaker suddenly raised his head, "Do you know that there was mud swelling yesterday?!"

…

You exposed yourself, baby.

Jiang Fang tentatively asked, "The day before yesterday?"

Baby shocked, "!"

"The day before yesterday?"

"!"

Well, with this method, you can guess how many bricks the baby has.

No one thought that the baby would come back from school with bricks. The old father decided to take all the dangerous goods away, given the baby's IQ. Everyone speculated that his bricks were hidden under the bed, and the little baby watched everyone come to his bedroom, stretched his arms to the bottom, and got them.

The old father's unicorn arm finally played a role, a total of five bricks, plus six seized from the car. There are abstract paintings on them. Because they are abstract enough, the old father can't tell if these are from the same person.

In front of the ironclad evidence, the little speaker can only give up resistance.

Wei Xue wondered why his son wanted so many bricks and how he got the bricks.

The little horn scratched his head, "Everyone gave it to the baby."

Sending bricks is popular in kindergartens now? Everyone is waiting for the baby to explain to herself, the baby is a little embarrassed.

"Baby, want a dog!"

Little Horn did say that he wanted a dog before, but they were all rejected. On the one hand, taking care of a dog is very troublesome, and on the other hand, it is too much responsibility to raise a dog.

A few children in the family are already troublesome enough, and keeping a dog is not good for dogs, especially when the baby is an age that cats hate dogs.

Unexpectedly, many of my classmates in the kindergarten have raised dogs in many homes, which successfully evoked the baby's desire to raise dogs. But because the mother disagreed, the children tried to find a way for the baby, and wanted to cut the aftermath.

Build a small house for the dog, buy a puppy, and after receiving it, mother is not happy to have it.

Wei Xue couldn't laugh or cry, these children really found it interesting, "So now you have learned to cut first and then play?"

No wonder the little baby clamored to make a movie when it cost 500 yuan to make a movie. It turned out to be to save money to buy a puppy.

The little baby nodded with a guilty conscience. He covered his little **** with a worried expression, "Does mother have to save first and then beat?"

The baby has already saved, now is it the mother's turn to be beaten?

Wei Xue laughed, tears came out, "Look at him, why is he so funny."

The little baby didn't know what his mother was happy about yet, he only knew that he was about to cry in sorrow.

If the baby is skilled, he will take off his trousers, and Jiang Fang quickly pulls him up. Who did you learn from this guy's problem of **** regardless of occasion? !

Little Horn's eyes were tearful, "Brother, don't worry about baby, baby will be beaten by the back."

Feng Tingyun smiled and bent over, how could he have such a live treasure son. Wei Xue helplessly explained, "It's not saving first and then beating, it's cutting first and then playing! It's the behavior of the baby who wants to bring the puppy back to her mother without telling her mother, this is cutting first and then playing."

The little baby breathed a sigh of relief, whether he cuts first and then played or saves first and then beats, as long as the baby's **** is safe.

The baby continued to explain to everyone the source of the bricks. Because the baby could not find the bricks to make the doghouse, the children in the class spontaneously looked for the bricks for him. Later, the children in the choir also knew that the baby wanted a dog. So the children decided to give the baby a brick and build a doghouse together.

The friendship is very touching, but Wei Xue thought for a while that this is too dangerous for the children, the danger is also troublesome, and they don't know where they picked up the bricks. What if the children go to the ruins and pick up the bricks by themselves, what dangers can be done?

Wei Xue asked the little baby to tell everyone that he could no longer pick up bricks for himself.

The little baby reluctantly, with tears in his big eyes, sobbing, "Baby...want...dogs."

Wei Xue sighed. Feng Tingyun felt relieved when his son was crying, "Why don't you buy one for him."

Jiang Fang's hand in his pocket tightened. He wanted it to be his aunt's disapproval, so he secretly bought one for the baby.

Wei Xue glared at her husband, but when she lowered her head, she couldn't refuse the look the baby was expecting. Maybe the baby needs a cute pet.

The little baby rubbed his hands together, "Please curl up! Mom, please!"

When Wei Xue looked at him, she didn't directly say whether it was okay or not. Instead, she asked, "Do you remember Grandpa's little rabbit?"

That little bunny is also a baby's pet, but within two days of buying it, the baby's freshness has passed and he has forgotten his little friend.

Today, the little rabbit is still kept in the old house and is taken care of by his grandfather.

"Rabbit paper?" The little baby scratched his head.

Looking at him, I knew that the little rabbit had been left behind. Wei Xue found out the photo of the little baby and the rabbit, "Look at this, didn’t you say you wanted to be a lifelong good friend with the little rabbit? What about now? It will be the same when you buy the dog. Do you want to make the dog sad?"

The little baby shook his head and took two steps back, "Don't be sad, don't be sad."

The little baby seemed to have made up his mind. He wiped his tears with his sleeve. His forbearance made people unbearable, "Baby! No more dogs!"

Hey, I still want it, the dog is really cute.

The little baby cried enviously every day in the kindergarten listening to the daily routines of other children and dogs.

Wei Xue knew the child's temper, and she didn't want to buy it. It would be good if raising a small pet could establish a kind of responsibility for the small horn.

Wei Xue picked up the trumpet, "I promise you to keep a dog."

Little Horn's eyes widened in disbelief, and he sprinted in Wei Xue's arms, "Mom! Mom!"

Wei Xue hissed, "But not now."

"It takes a lot of money to raise a dog, daily necessities for the dog, dog food. It not only requires money but also energy. You have to take the dog for a walk every day. Can you do all of this?"

At this time, it is natural that Wei Xue said that she could do whatever little baby said.

Wei Xue didn't believe this. She made a list for the little baby, "Did you see the money? You can raise a dog after you save enough money."

Wei Xue originally wanted to set a goal of 1,000 yuan for the little baby, but after another thought, the little baby already had five hundred, and he couldn't make him think that it was easy to make this money. So Wei Xue added a zero at the back, and the chubby hand of the little horn pointed at it, "One hundred...ten hundred, eleven hundred..."

The little speaker only knows people within a hundred, and it won't happen in the future.

He scratched his head and looked confused, "Mom, how much is this."

"One hundred one hundred."

Little Horn looked blank, "Grandpa and grandpa and grandmother have given the baby enough money."

Wei Xue shook her head, the little speaker was a little lost, "Not enough."

Wei Xue explained, "Enough, but the baby can't use the money given by grandpa and grandpa."

The trumpet took a different approach, "It was given by uncle."

"No one can give it to you!"

The little horn is pouting, the baby is wronged and the baby doesn't say, "For God!"

"If the baby can use their money, then the dog raised by the baby is their dog."

Little Horn understands that only the puppies raised by his own money are his own dogs.

Feng Tingyun felt a little embarrassed little baby, "How can he make 10,000 yuan at his age?"

Wei Xue didn't think about it, "You can get paid for doing housework, and you can also give money if the baby gets a reward."

The baby's eyes lit up, and Wei Xue didn't want to embarrass the baby too much. She just wanted to let the baby know that a dog is not a random plaything. The dog is obtained by his hard work, so that the baby will take responsibility in the future.

In addition to saving money, the baby has to do morning exercises to prepare for walking the dog in the future.

The little babies agreed one by one. Looking at such an obedient little babe, Wei Xue couldn't bear to make things difficult for him, "Baby performed very well today. Mom can give the little babe a reward."

The little baby blinked and looked at his mother, "Is it Sen?"

Wei Xue took out his phone and shook it, "Now you can buy a kennel for the puppy in advance."

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 1 single Yinsheng;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of beautiful me; 1 bottle of Dessage, I love curry; thank you very much for your support to me, I will continue to work hard!