There were two clicks at the door.
I don’t know who will come now. Anyway, the Meng family is in a state of anxiety, so they are a little afraid, afraid that they will come to ask them for tapes again, and no one of them dares to move their feet for a while.
"Teacher Ning." Xiaoxiao's mother shouted outside the door.
"Hey, this person-" Grandpa Meng waved his hand and didn't want to open the door.
After all, he was a neighbor in a courtyard, so he couldn't do it without opening the door. Meng Chenhao walked to open the door.
When Xiaoxiao's mother saw him, she bowed: "Hello, Master Meng. I heard that your Meng Chencheng has released a tape, it's great!"
When she heard Xiaoxiao's mother praise the little girl, Meng Chenhao felt something big and had a premonition, and said first: "We only have a box of tapes in our house, and we want to give it to her second brother."
"Do you only have one box?" Xiaoxiao's mother asked in surprise.
Unexpectedly, just after she finished asking these words, Meng Chenhao nodded, and Xiaoxiao, who was holding her hand, suddenly raised her head and cried.
The cry of laughter shocked everyone in the living room.
Leilei Dongdongdong ran to the door to visit his friends: What's wrong with Brother Xiaoxiao?
Xiaoxiao's mother explained to everyone in embarrassment: "That's because he doesn't have Leilei's tape, so he is unhappy."
But it doesn't seem that simple.
After saying this, my mother laughed and cried even more sadly, burst into tears.
"I said stop crying!" Xiaoxiao's mother had to turn her head and yell at her son, "I've brought you here to see you. No, it's nothing."
"Not not." Xiaoxiao said while crying, wiping his tears with his hands.
"Why isn't there?" Xiaoxiao's mother said, "You heard from uncle just now that there is no more. The box they have to give to the second uncle Leilei."
"It's not this box--" Xiaoxiao cried again and was about to die.
"Which box isn't this one?"
"That box yesterday—"
Xiaoxiao’s mother: My son didn’t mention any pots of this pot, and he deliberately embarrassed his mother.
Xiaoxiao didn't look at her mother's face, she just cried so sadly.
Xiaoxiao's mother couldn't understand it. She never saw her son likes to listen to music and tapes, let alone listen to nursery rhymes. Xiaoxiao had never bought nursery rhymes before. Why did she suddenly care about the tape of the little girl in the Meng family?
Now she wanted to comfort her son but didn't know where to comfort her. She didn't have to take her son to the bookstore all the way, but she couldn't buy it, so she came to Meng's house to ask for it. Her mother really did everything, but her son eventually told her about this. She felt that she was going to vomit blood.
The others looked at her and cried, and were also puzzled. The little girl Meng Chencheng never knew that her little nephew's friends were obsessed with her songs to this extent? Turning around, Meng Chencheng looked at her nephew.
Leilei waved his head to the little aunt: No, no. I know, I like my aunt's songs. But my friend has never told me that I like my aunt's songs.
"Teacher Ning." Xiaoxiao's mother looked at Ning Yunxi with begging eyes, and her eyes read "Let me think of a solution."
Ning Yunxi walked over the crowd, reached out and touched Xiaoxiao's head gently, and asked with Xiaoxiao's little ears, "It doesn't matter to tell the teacher. Has anyone told you what your mother has?"
Xiaoxiao was killed by Teacher Ning touching his head, and she held back tears on her face and said, "Brother Wenwen's mother bet with my mother who is a fool. My mother is indeed a fool."
Chapter completed!