MTL - The Anarchic Consort-Chapter 1138 Little brother

"White Huai, how are you still standing here? Go and pick up the younger brother. You see that he has such a big parcel on his body, and the children are about to be crushed." The person who spoke is already quite old, wearing a Set of military uniforms, the small bald head flashing on the shoulders is a bit dazzling.

The old monk read Amitabha behind her: "How come the White General personally came? Ajiu’s child has always loved the disaster for three days. In the future, there will be a Lao Laozi looking at it."

"The master is serious, and the naughty is always better than my grandson. I can't say a word for a long time. I think that this is just a good temper. I can let the stinky boy know what is a child." The voice of the old man is very The honesty, as one of the founding fathers, he is the most unreliable of his grandson. He is usually very busy. He only has one day at home in one month. He has to run outside in the rest of the time. He is not peaceful, he must be guarded, and these words cannot be said to Bai Huai.

Because every time, when he lifted it up, Bai Huai would calmly say to him: "I know that Grandpa is afraid of me, but I will not think about it. As a general, I should have been stationed on the defense line."

To be precise, Bai Huai is a child who never gets worried.

As a grandfather, he doesn't even know how to care about his grandson.

He also tried to communicate with people in the school, and the answers were all excellent.

Even when I go to school, Bai Huai is smart and doesn't worry.

The more this is the case, the more worried the father is, which is why he will agree to the abbot when he wants to let Bai Huai adopt a child.

If more than one person is with his grandson, it should be better.

After the brothers, Bai Huai should be a little more popular.

However, Bai’s father is a bit wrong, that is, Xuan Ajiu is not a small teacher.

Of course, all this is afterward.

Now, the little bald head glared at the hoe, and the round eyes stared at Bai Zhun, and read: "Amitabha."

Bai Huai just put his eyes on it. He didn't really like children. He didn't like it until now, but since he is going to adopt, of course, he has to come up with a gesture.

"Get on the bus."

Very light three words, like a little adult.

The little bald head snorted and stretched out the soft little hand, which meant that Bai Huai was holding her.

Bai Huashuang Shuangyi slipped from the soft-nosed hand of Xiaoguangtou, and fell on the big round eyes. After a pause, he took the little bald head.

The opponent's hand is much smaller than his coming, and it is very soft in his hand.

Bai Huai thought, maybe the children are not very troublesome.

At the very least, his "little younger brother" looks very embarrassed.

The old man saw this scene, and the smile on his face was thicker: "This is really different, really!"

"Ajiu is Fuxing." The old monk smiled and said: "The general is also a blessed person. As for Baihuai, he is upright, and even a hundred ghosts will not invade, so the generals will relax their hearts and everything will go well."

With this in mind, the father is naturally happy.

The white family has a special driver driving in front, and the father is sitting in the co-pilot.

The two children sat behind, one big and one small, and the little bald head was still on the head of the white cat. The big eyes seemed to look strange.

After a while, she was hungry, took a **** in the exit pocket, wrinkled her brow and thought about it, and finally decided to separate the white Huai half.

"Little brother, I brought dry food, the temple's steamed bread is very delicious, ah ~ ~" said, the little bald head took a bite to his half of the hoe, eating very fragrant.

Bai Huai looked at the little man's eyes as round as a cat, and listened to her calling her little brother. For a time, there was no enthusiasm for rejecting each other.

The driver met and smiled. "Master, the young master seems to be very good with the new child."

"Yeah." White father is getting more and more happy.

When the little bald head heard the new child's three words, he knew that he was talking about himself. The pink cheeks were still stuffed with hoes. He said very seriously: "The master explained me, and went down the mountain to obey, I am not obedient. If the Buddha does not want me, and if I don't obey, I will meet a woman. I heard from the teacher that the woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger. It is unfortunate to meet."

This is said by a four-year-old child, it is really fun.

White Master laughed on the spot, and the driver was too much to bear.

The little bald head saw them like this, thinking that they did not believe in themselves, and the small face continued seriously: "It is true, the monks do not swear, if a woman comes to adopt me, I will not appear, but fortunately the person is small. Brother, Amitabha, good and good, grandfather and uncle, don't laugh, we should be more sincere between us."

"Ha ha ha." Hearing here, the old man smiled more comfortably: "You can be a pistachio."

The little bald head is very unclear. She is talking about the experience she has lived for for four years. Why is the grandfather and uncle laughing so happy, even the little brother’s mouth is slightly raised, although not very obvious, But she was also seen!

Hey, as a monk, after going down the mountain, I really can’t communicate with people...

Xiaoguang’s head sighed in a decent manner.

White quasi-headed over to look at the scum on the corner of the little man's mouth. It was natural to take out the handkerchief to wipe her away: "You are right, I don't like women."

Xiaoguangtou felt that he had finally met a confidant, smiled very sweetly and sweetly toward Baizhun, and then continued to bow his head and lick his own big girl.

Sleeping after eating is the nature of a child.

In addition, the Hummer was really a master. After a while, she fell asleep with a small bald head. She dreamed that the master taught her to practice boxing, and that she was going to destroy her brother.

Tell the truth, why is it so violent?

She will come back one day, and the brothers think that she is really bad.

In fact, the temple is setting off firecrackers all day...

The child fell asleep, and it was also a steamed buns face. Holding his own bag on his hand, the white cat on the top of his head opened his eyes. It was like guarding a small bald head. It always felt better than ordinary cats. There is spirituality.

Bai Zhu looked at the posture of the little bald head, and the sense of rejection in his heart was less.

Maybe the other person is more upset than him.

After all, it is a new place, and I will live with my new family in the future.

And the little man was only four years old, and the little arm was placed on his hand, as if it was broken, it could be broken.

Should he be better for his children?

Only nine-year-old Bai Zhuan fell into serious meditation.