A child's clear eyes turned.

The boss's vision is a little scary. If you know that he came in under his own name, I don't know the consequence is swollen

Do you want to tell mommy his name.

Uncle Wang stood at the back, and the scissors danced in the air: "two little, you've seen him, he's from the old three......"

Qu Yihong's sharp eyes stopped Uncle Wang's explanation: "let him speak for himself."

The child blinked and smiled: "Er Bo, my name is Taotao."

Although he didn't like the nickname and would never admit it, now it seems that it's easier to use it.

Taotao, Taotao, no matter how you listen, it's almost the same.

The difference in tone can be considered as nonstandard pronunciation.

Even if he did, he didn't lie. It was just that they heard it was "surging" and it was none of his business.

"Two little ones are the torrent of the old three." Uncle Wang automatically listened to the surging words, and he was worried about it. He tightly held the small scissors for cutting branches and leaves.

Uncle Wang if the hand is not scissors, but tofu, it is estimated that now all into tofu residue.

Qu Yihong snorted coldly and locked Tong Yi's eyes: "I'll give you another chance."

Tong Yi is a little nervous.

He saw danger in Qu Yihong's eyes.

If I tell the manager with a bad face and confirm his identity, he will be thrown out of the mountain.

Then I can't see Mommy.

No, he has to be brave enough to muddle along.

"My name is Taotao." As soon as the child straightens up his chest, he is full of confidence. "You can't believe it."

Qu Yihong's eyes flash.

The doll in front of me is very chest like. I'm familiar with it

Four eyes are opposite, each other's eyes have a bit of estimation, no one intends to take back their eyes first.

"Alas!" Uncle Wang was worried about his white beard. "What happened to you today?"

Obviously, he is a busy man who wastes his precious time on other people's children. Qu Er Shao is a demon.

"Two little, here comes the man." The voice of driver Li came from the hall.

Qu Yihong sniffed, turned his head slightly, glanced at the small white figure in the hall, and smiled.

It's really fun!

I don't know whose turn it is

Qu Yihong's face was relieved, and Uncle Wang immediately said, "look, er Shao scares people's children."

"I scared him?" Qu Yihong snorted coldly, "Uncle Wang, what are your eyes?"

"Ah?" Uncle Wang, with a slight consternation, turned to Tong Yi.

Sure enough, the child returned to his childhood with a calm look and no fear in his imagination.

Uncle Wang can't help but sigh: "how can this child read more and more can't understand."

Qu Yihong slowly loosened Tong Yi's chin, got up and walked to the hall: "Uncle Wang brings him here."

The closer you get to the hall, the stronger the smile on Qu Yihong's lips.

"Good second uncle." Shouting. However, seeing Qu Yihong's expression of not being angry with himself, he took a small step back.

The smile of Qu Yihong is stronger.

Well, he was really played by a kindergarten doll.

He sat down slowly, and raised his eyebrows: "surging?"

"Second uncle." Torrent replied and shrank back.

The second uncle in front of him was smiling. He was more kind than usual, but he still looked scared.

"Two Two less. " Driver Li suddenly stammered, "he They... "

Driver Li was speechless with surprise.

How can there be two torrents?

Although the clothes are a little different, the pink skin and the beautiful facial features shared by the Qu family are almost the same as the tall, short, fat and thin ones.

With a "Dong" sound, Uncle Wang's scissors landed on his toes.

It hurt so much that Uncle Wang scattered Tong Yi's little hand and crouched down to press the bleeding wound.

"What are you looking at? Come here." Qu Yihong waves to the child kindly.

It's not easy for the boy with a bear heart and a leopard heart to show fear in his eyes.

Tong Yi was really flustered. He could not move, but his eyes were still turning. He quickly aimed at the main torrent beside his eyes.

It looks like he's a fake. I have to help him this time

Holding his chin, Qu Yihong smiled with interest: "driver Li, you take Taotao to find something to eat and treat him well."

“…… OK. " Li driver slowly led Taotao towards the kitchen.

Taotao desperately turns to look at Tong Yi and asks curiously, "who is he?"

“……” Driver Li shook his head.

He wants to know too.

But half of the people in the park know that the great grandson of the Qu family is only Taotao, who is four years old this year, and the rest are children under three years old.

It's hard not to find a illegitimate son from three shaos

"How could this happen?" Uncle Wang, covering his toes, jumped to Qu Yihong and sat down on the sofa.

"Just talk." Qu Yihong smiled faintly and winked at the child, "let's talk slowly."

Tong Yi stared at Qu Yihong warily.

"It's necessary for you to explain why you are also called Taotao." Qu Yihong held his chin and narrowed his star eyes.

From the time he saw the main torrent, Tong Yi's clever little head realized that he had been exposed.

OK, the exposure is the exposure. He's just looking for Mommy. There's no shame.

They're going to blow it out.

But Mommy said that if he was found, he would probably be put under house arrest by an old lady, and he would not be allowed to go out of the mountain.

That's bad.

Is mummy swollen yet?

"I'm waiting for your answer, little man." Qu Yihong stressed.

Tong Yi can't help worrying and scratching his back.

Forget it, let it go.

"I'm not Taotao. Naughty naughty. " He straightened his back and curled his mouth. "You've heard me wrong. I need to explain."

“……” Uncle Wang's mouth became "O".

Qu Yihong's handsome face twitched in response.

Yes, it's very toothy.

At the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Qu Yihong's congealing handsome face. Uncle Wang was a little flustered. "Taotao, you are honest. Who is your father?"

"I don't know," said Tong

"Oh, you child, just say it." Uncle Wang quickly played round the field, "you said, we know whose baby you are, so we can send you back. Come on, your father is a song three little? Four less? Six less? Or who? "

According to his appearance, it's not wrong that he is the illegitimate son of the Qu family.

The child's mouth was curled.

Three less horses, four less horses, six less horses. Who are they!

"Oh, baby, hurry up! Don't make uncle Er angry. " Uncle Wang forgot the pain in his feet, and the Bodhisattva was heartbroken. "Taotaotaoah --"

he hasn't finished shouting. The little Samo, who didn't know where to bask in the sun, suddenly ran in from the back door and shook his head and tail to look at Uncle Wang.

Qu Yihong's heart moved: "Taotao?"

Before the voice fell, little Sammo ran to Qu Yihong happily, jumped on the sofa, and obediently lay down beside Qu Yihong. Qu Yihong and Uncle Wang can't help but look at each other. Their eyes are confused