Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 2077 - 2072: Fell for It

Ning Chenguang nodded repeatedly, "We definitely won’t tattle on you! We won’t tell anyone! If I do tell, I’m a little dog!"

Ning Chenyang said, "I promise, when we see you, it’ll be like we didn’t see anything."

"That’s more like it!" Wang Xiaohu nodded contently, stepped forward, and happily stretched out his tongue to lick the sparkling ice on the iron rod.

In just that moment, his tongue got stuck tightly.

Huh?

Wang Xiaohu felt his tongue turn icy cold and tried to pull it back, but realized his tongue was stuck.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move it!

The tongue is so cold!

It’s freezing!

So cold that tears were about to fall!

"Wang Xiaohu, how are you? Does the ice taste good?" Ning Chenyang asked with a playful grin.

Only then did Wang Xiaohu realize he had been pranked. He shook his head and pointed to his tongue, hoping these brothers would help him out.

"Brother, it seems Wang Xiaohu really likes it! If that’s the case, let’s go home, I’m feeling cold!"

"Let’s go!"

The little brothers pretended not to see Wang Xiaohu and swaggered away.

Wang Xiaohu tried to pull back his tongue, but found it hurt too much to move it off.

By this time, Wang Zhong was already loudly calling Wang Xiaohu’s name.

Qin Jian saw where the three of them were after finishing his conversation and quickly walked over.

"Why aren’t you running? Where did you sneak off to play?" he asked when he saw the two children.

"Dad, we’re really cold. Can we go home?" Ning Chenyang said and then let out a big sneeze.

Qin Family frowned, knowing this was the prelude to catching a cold.

He quickly took off his coat, wrapped the two children tightly, picked them up, and strode home.

Wang Zhong saw his son standing in a strange posture in front of the pull-up bar.

He called out Wang Xiaohu’s name twice from afar.

But he found his son completely ignored him.

In fact, Wang Xiaohu was already very panicked inside.

Fearing that his dad might come and see him like this, he gritted his teeth and forcefully pulled back his tongue.

As a result, the surface layer of skin on his tongue got peeled off by the ice, but because his tongue was frozen cold after being outside for so long, he didn’t feel anything.

But as soon as his tongue returned to his mouth, Wang Xiaohu felt an intense sting of pain.

"Wah, wah... wah, wah..." he couldn’t help but cry.

Wang Zhong saw his son standing there, crying bitterly, and was very puzzled, "I’ve been calling you forever without a response, what are you crying about here?"

Wang Xiaohu just shook his head repeatedly without saying a word.

"What’s wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Wang Zhong crouched down to ask when he saw his son’s unusual behavior.

"Cold! Cold!" Xiaohu dared not tell the truth, only saying he was cold because he feared that if the family knew, he’d get in trouble.

"Are you a little fool? If you’re cold, we’ll go home, what’s the point of crying here?" Wang Zhong said, taking Wang Xiaohu’s hand and starting for home.

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Ning Chenyang and Ning Chenguang returned home, their little faces were purple from the cold and they kept sneezing.

Ning Chenyang had even tripped and hurt his hand, exposing the tender red flesh, which made one cringe just by looking at it.

Zhang Yun’s heart ached as soon as she saw the state the two kids came back in after just a trip outside.

"An Hao! An Hao!" she called out twice, "Hurry and get the kids’ thick clothes and bring down the disinfectant."