Chapter 1114

Sure enough, it wasn't long before the palace people saw that they were running, and they were running. The royal highness of the queen, who had a tea time, was holding a package on her back. Her head was drooping, and they were grabbed by the gentleman whose face was completely gloomy. They appeared outside the main hall together.

It was not long before two familiar figures squatted on a corner not far from the door of the main hall.

The little girl was still rubbing her eyes and crying.

Xiaojue Tianzun pinched her little fat face full of tears and said, "I only let you go to your uncle to ask questions, not your husband! You're good. If you don't imitate, you'll surpass it directly."

After all, Si Lu is a "know it all" in the divine world. She has many ideas and a wide range of knowledge. Maybe she can really deal with the 100000 why of the little fat girl, but the little fat girl is good. Let her imitate. She directly surpassed it and really found a husband to come back.

Little Laurie was sad about her lost fart. How could she listen to other words and see that xiaojue Tianzun suddenly pinched her.

Her tearful eyes were hazy and twitched. She turned her head and shouted into the hall:

"Mom and Dad, she hit me!!!!!"

Xiaojue Tianzun: "

To avoid aggravating the crime, xiaojue Tianzun quickly stretched out his hand and covered the little accuser's mouth: "who beat you! Don't wronged me."

"Dad, Dad ~"

After xiaojue Tianzun let go a little, little Laurie turned her head and sobbed again: "Mom, she hit me again!!"

Xiaojue Tianzun: "

Half an hour later, Fusang received the news from the palace people and hurried into the palace.

Just outside the main hall, she saw her sister-in-law Wang xiaojue looking at the sky with an expressionless face. The little Laurie next to her was full of tears. Tears kept dripping from her cheeks and formed two small puddles at her feet, but she was still crying and didn't mean to stop at all.

The strangest thing is that the distance between the big and the small is enough to fill 20 people.

Fusang was stunned and wanted to comfort the little girl. As soon as he reached out his hand, he was stopped by xiaojue Tianzun: "don't touch her!"

"Ah?" Fusang looked back suspiciously.

But it was too late, and Fusang's hand was already on the little girl Jiao's shoulder.

The little girl looked at her with tearful eyes and buried her head in sobbing: "Dad, my aunt bullied me too, sobbing..."

Fusang: "

Xiaojue Tianzun whispered, "ignore her and let her cry. If you cry enough, it will stop."

Fusang looked at the two puddles uneasily: "how long has she been crying?"

Xiao Jue thought for a moment and said, "it's almost half an hour."

Fusang was stunned: "so long? Let brother Wang come out and coax quickly. If you continue to cry, people will cry foolishly."

"No, your brother Wang is determined to teach her a hard lesson this time."

Xiaojue Tianzun nuzui said, "besides, what's this? She's only been crying for half an hour. In the past, she started at the same hour, and it's still early to cry silly. Besides, the more she cries now, the more confused she is. Maybe she finally cries and forgets her husband she just found, so your brother Wang will laugh to death."

Fusang: "

As expected, the little girl cried for more than half an hour. The small puddle hit with tears at her feet slowly became a big puddle. Her tears were hazy. She saw that her mother and aunt were far away from her and ignored her. She was tired when she cried alone.

In the past, Wei Wei, with red eyes, choked at Fusang and said, "aunt, aunt, I want to, I want to hear a story, sobbing..."

Then she looked at xiaojue Tianzun with tears and said, "mom wants to hear..."

Xiaojue Tianzun pinched her little fat face: "little accuser, now you finally think of me?"

The little girl nodded with tears, her red eyes looked a little pitiful: "well, mom, let's listen to the story together."

Xiaojue Tianzun was almost angry and smiled.

But he winked at Fusang and told her not to tell her!

Telling this little fat girl a story is a vicious circle.

Every time Fusang comes back from the robbery and tells her a new story about the world, the little guy will add fuel and vinegar and have to tell it to her father.

When her father heard it, she was beaten.

The little fat girl finally remembered that she had a mother and would run over to tell her without long memory. Then the little fat girl would receive two severe beatings.

The final result is that she cries miserably. She and her father will be angry with her for several days.

Therefore, story telling, which has a curse and everyone can't think of a good link, should be fundamentally eliminated!

In fact, without her winking, Fusang would not tell the little girl again, because after the little fat girl told her mother a story and was beaten by her mother, it was Fusang's turn to listen to her story.

So, there was another one who couldn't eat for several days.

"I've told you the story before. There's no new story."

Fusang saw that the water vapor gradually appeared in little Lori's eyes. She saw that she was going to cry again. She quickly said, "however, I just learned a few children's songs below. You will like them."

Then, Fusang sang a few words of the lyrics he heard during the following robberies: "I have a little donkey. I never ride it. One day I rode to the market on a whim..."

Little Lori asked in a small voice, "aunt, what is kitten green?"

Fusang: "

After thinking for a while, Fusang changed into a little donkey and showed her: "here, this is the little donkey."

The little girl doesn't understand.

Then she asked what "whim" meant.

Fusang, who had just come into contact with human culture and didn't know much about four character idioms, was silent and resolutely changed a song:

"Ah, it doesn't matter. Come on, my aunt will teach you another one. This one is simpler..."

"I have a chicken in my right hand and a duck in my right hand. I still hold a fat doll in my arms..."

Half an hour later——

In the hall, the young king raised his head from the memorial, calculated the time, and asked the attendant next to him, "Your Highness is still crying?"

"It should be gone," the waiter shook his head and said, "Your Highness Fusang has just come. It seems that he is teaching his highness to sing."

"Singing?"

The night raised his eyebrows.

Before waiting for the waiter to nod, Yehe waved his big hand, and a scene outside the hall suddenly appeared in the air.

As expected, the little fat girl was singing. Her little body squatted in the corner to reflect, but her little head swayed, and the young song spread to their ears:

"I have a little mother. I never ride. One day I rode my father to drive chickens..."

Little lorika sang happily again: "then, then I have a chicken in my left hand! A chicken in my right hand and a mother! I still hold a fat father in my arms, wow..."

Yehe: "

Attendant: "

Your highness Fusang, don't you want to die? Dare you teach your highness this kind of song!

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