House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 1214: It ’s over, Yang Xiaotong, you ’re having a big deal! (2/3)

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Murphy ’s chat with her mother was almost over. She smiled and leaned over the probe on the sofa, shouting: "Miao, Miao, come over and say goodbye to your grandmother!"

After shouting twice, a small figure came over from the stairs and stepped on the pedals. The small steps ran very slippery and mixed with the laughter of "hee hee".

"He's here!" Murphy smiled, handed the phone over, and urged, "Miao, tell your grandma, bye, see you!"

But when her gaze shifted from the microphone and fell on the little gray cat like the little cat, Murphy's voice suddenly stagnated and dumbfounded.

Is this gray doll still my baby son?

At least the sound is still there, Xiao Xiao happily pressed his two gray paws on the sofa, and yelled into the microphone with a milky voice: "Grandma, bye!"

Perhaps after hearing the English from inside, he also learnt to say: "seeyou!"

Murphy recovered, she hurriedly said a few words to her mother, hung up the phone, and then her eyes stared at the little babble that was still pressing on the sofa without knowing it.

"Yang Xiaoluo!" Murphy yelled and laughed again, "What have you done?"

Xiao Liao was immersed in his happy little world, and he didn't find his mother's mood changes. He also raised his head happily and smiled with his mother's eyebrows.

"How did you make yourself like this? Where did you play just now?" Murphy asked helplessly, holding up the little dirty paws of the little guy.

"Just, just, Miao, play with the buns!" Xiao Miao blinked his innocent big eyes and explained, "Draw, sister, draw!"

"A bun takes you to mischief?" Murphy looked at Xiaoluo suspiciously.

Xiaojiao is not a teammate in mind, but in his simple thoughts, the buns are "co-confluence" with him! So, after listening to my mother's first half of the conversation, the second half of the little automatically ignored, I was very happy to point my little head.

Fortunately, Murphy was skeptical. If she did n’t believe Xiaoluo, she picked up the little guy and went to the stairs to check.

As soon as he turned the corner, Murphy saw a mess on the wall and floor in front of him, and his face suddenly turned black.

"My God! Yang Xiaotong, look at what you are doing good!" Murphy was angry and put the little guy down in a funny way, then she stared at this innocent little boy with her arms akimbo Guy, the voice said a little blamefully, "I still blame the blame on the bun. Does the bun have the guts to make the home look like this?"

Murphy apparently forgot that the buns once had a "brilliant record" of tearing paper towels all over the ground (last year Yang Yi used paper towels to form an array in the stairwell, playing for Xixi and Xiaoluo Game)-Although that was not entirely the fault of the buns, the three big fat cats who moved their paws first slipped away, leaving the buns scolded, but after all the buns are still involved!

Murphy forgot this, but the buns still have the impression that the main owners were still terrible when they lost their temper. They have been reprimanded many times and even been shut in the small black house several times!

So, when Xiaoluo was blamed "poorly", the buns gathered courage, ran from the side, and stopped between the master and the little master, it also raised two forelimbs , Eagerly resting on Murphy's thigh.

"Boo ..." Baozi was not standing steadily, fell down and made two laps, exhaled again, and stood up.

It looks like it's helping to pull the frame, don't let Murphy blame Xiaoluo.

Xiaoluojia also seemed to feel his mother ’s anger this time. He stretched his hand and scratched his face, leaving two gray marks, his eyes were bones, and he secretly took aim and turned to his hips and looked helplessly. His mum of "records", his mum's expression, clearly read: "You are in trouble!"

What should I do?

I do n’t know Xiao Xiaojiao! He could only stand at the same position, dare not move, and blinked his naive and lovely big eyes hard, pretending to be pitiful ...

Fortunately, the bun "Sister" helped to stop it, otherwise my mother might have to beat her ass!

Murphy was actually trying to find a way, but she looked around and finally sighed helplessly, learning some accents on TV, and said: "It ’s over, Yang Xiaotong, Ma Ma told you, you ’re going to spread It's a big deal! Ma Ma has no way to make up for you! "

What else to make up? Except for a few black handwritings on the wall, they were all horizontal and horizontal, and were traced by Xiaojiao with the tip of the pen. So, it looks like the bottom of the wall is just like the plowed field. !

"When you come back, his guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it must be crazy to see you painting the wall so messy!" Murphy could not help but think of Yang Yi, and he could not help but gently curl the corner of his mouth. Angrily said to the little guy.

Xiaoluo knew that he was really in trouble, and was scolded by his mother. His excited emotions had long disappeared. Gradually, his flustered and helpless mood prevailed, and his eyes were red. Get up, your little mouth deflated ...

Not crying yet, this is just a sign that the little guy is afraid of being scolded.

I saw the little guy moved the little step in aggrieved way, a little closer to his mother, and then carefully grasped his mother's hand. Although he didn't say a word, this pitiful appearance still softened Murphy's heart.

"Okay! Ma Ma takes a bath for you first, and then drags the floor, you look at you, and dust yourself with a head." Murphy hugged Xiaoluo, and said softly, " Do n’t be mischievous next time! "

In his mother ’s arms, Xiaoluo was only a little relieved. At this moment, the teardrops twirling in his eyes slipped on his small face, and he sadly buried his little head in his mother. In his arms, I don't want to be scolded.

......

In the evening, Yang Yi, who is not the protagonist, made an excuse. He did not attend the dinner, but went to pick up Xi Xi and Lan Xin to go home.

As soon as I got home, neither Yang Yi's car key nor Xi Xi's school bag was put down. Murphy, who was greeted, smiled and held his hand, saying, "Come on, I will take you Look, what good thing your baby son did this afternoon! "

Xiao Tong was happy to see her sister, but he panicked when he heard his mother ’s words.

Mama did n’t help clean the floor? Why did you sell your teammates again?

"Don't, don't!" the little guy screamed anxiously, but when he thought that his little man obviously couldn't stop such a big dad, he expressed an admonishment and hummed "Well". Two times, holding the elder sister's school uniform skirt grievously and hiding behind her little ass.

Xi Xi looked at Mom and Dad confusedly, and then grabbed Xiao Jiao's hand holding his skirt tightly, and asked in doubt: "Brother, what have you done?"

......

The ground has been cleaned by Murphy, and Xiao Jiao was not as gray and gray as when he first started, but when Yang Yi saw the wall that was marked with potholes, he behaved exactly as Murphy expected!

Tangled!

Tangled face!

Despite listening to Murphy's story, Yang Yi was still a bit crying and laughing at the mischievous Xiaojiao, but he still looked at the wall that was messed up with a tangled expression.

"It's not easy!" Yang Yi looked at it for a while, and said to Murphy with a wry smile, "He is destructively scribbling, I want to add a little painting to cover it up, it can't be changed!"

The way Yang Yi pointed out is a bit like when Xi Xi did n’t know how to draw before, he would make the scribbled paintings that she draws complex to create a complex one to make the little guy happy. A very magnificent painting!

But Xiaoluojiao ca n’t do this. The mess is all crooked notches, the key is asymmetrical!

"Then people can only repaint the wall, or how about tiling? This will prevent the wall from being damaged again!" Murphy asked with a smile, "Fortunately, his It ’s not tall, but the following one is suffering, just stick the tiles underneath! "

"This is not the way to solve the problem ..." Yang Yi pondered, while reaching out to touch the wall, and said, "Right, what did he draw? What makes the wall so messy?"