As soon as Meimei heard it, she knew what happened to the egg that Aunt Fang was talking about. After a long time, it was like that. The yolk was scattered, and it would stick to the shell when the egg was beaten. Not bad.
Besides, it's okay if the eggs are broken, and many people still eat rotten eggs!
"Does the little pig think the eggs are stinky?" Meimei asked.
"Um……"
The little pig nodded, but after thinking about it, he added: "No brother's pee smells."
The corners of the eyebrows and mouth twitched, why did it suddenly get involved in the noisy pee?
Besides, no one's pee can be fragrant!
Yan Mingshun glanced at Mr. Yan who was drinking tea with a blue-and-white porcelain cup. He really wanted to laugh out loud, but he still held back.
"Your brother didn't pee on you, it doesn't stink." Meimei laughed and joked. Although Nao Nao loves to be noisy, he has never wet the bed since he was a child. The same is true of piglets. Both brothers are very easy to raise, and they are the youngest. This is a little more troublesome.
The little pig stretched out his fat and tender paws, pointed at the old man Yan who was drinking tea, and said in a milky voice, "Brother **** in the cup..."
Meimei followed the direction of the little pig and saw the blue-and-white porcelain cup that the old man was holding in his hand.
She had a bad premonition, as if the eldest son did something bad!
Grandma Yang asked curiously, "Which cup did my brother urinate?"
"Master's..." Little Pig was helpless, deeply doubting the IQ of his elders.
Obviously he pointed it out so clearly.
"puff"
Mr. Yan was drinking a large sip of tea, and immediately spit it out. He looked at the cup in his hand with a dark face. The Mingqian Longjing just brewed in the morning has already drank half of the cup.
But—what does this pee mean?
"Noisy... Did you pee in the grandfather's cup?" Meimei asked with a sullen face.
"That...I..." Nao Nao looked up at Yan Mingshun from time to time, trying to get a hint from Lao Tzu, should he admit it or not?
Yan Mingshun turned his head away, this kid asks himself for more happiness!
"What do you see your father doing? I asked you if you ever pee?" Meimei raised her voice.
Nao Nao had to admit, "I pissed... Dad said it's fine."
Hmph, don't think of him alone!
The old man Yan stared at the tea in the cup with disgust, drinking it disgusting, not drinking it...the good Mingqian Longjing!
"If you pee, you will pee. The boy has a lot of urine. What do you dislike about your own grandson's pee, hahahaha!" Grandma Yang laughed so much that tears came out, and Mr. Yan was ridiculed, and he was even more angry. , I'm reluctant to fight, I can't vent my anger if I don't fight.
The old man simply picked up the feather duster and wiped it on Yan Mingshun a few times The fault of the godfather! "
Yan Mingshun avoided it nimbly, and said angrily, "Don't you always say that noisy feces and urine are fragrant? What's the matter with drinking? How dare you tell lies!"
"You... I'll hit you!" The old man couldn't hold back his old face, he took a few more puffs before giving up, and angrily ran to the kitchen to wash the cups.
Yan Mingshun glanced at the troubled man who covered his mouth and snickered, and snorted coldly. He turned around and taught this guy a lesson. Now, let's settle the matter of the youngest son.
He looked at the little pig in his arms, his eyes squinted, he estimated that he would have to sleepwalk in a short while, he pinched the little guy's nose helplessly, the little pig opened his eyes in dissatisfaction, and stared accusingly. With Yan Mingshun.
"Dad will ask you a few more questions, and then let you sleep."
"Um... hurry up!" Little Pig reluctantly agreed. (https:)
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