Xiaomi Li put on her pants, stood in front of He He and asked, "Auntie, do you look good?"

When he saw the appearance of the millet grains, he nodded and said, "It looks good. Our millet grains are already good-looking. Wearing handsome clothes makes them look even better."

After hearing this, Xiao Mili ran out happily to show her mother, "Mom, does it look good?"

He Xiaoran bent down and shook his thumb at him, "Why is my rice grain so handsome?"

The little beauty was very proud. She pinched her fat little waist and said, "Because mom is good-looking, Mi Li is also good-looking. Mi Li looks the most like mom."

He Xiaoran: "..."

She closed her eyes and couldn't bear to tell Xiao Mili that he actually looked exactly like his father.

He Xiaoran said: "We, Mi Li, are going to play where our father grew up today. What should Mi Li do?"

Xiaomi Li immediately clenched her fists and said loudly: "Mi Li must be a brave and polite person!"

He Xiaoran nodded, "Yes, our rice grains are the best!"

He Xiaoran stood up and said, "Uncle Li Rong is here to pick up the rice grains."

The millet clacked up to Li Rong, looked up at him, and said, "Li Rong, hoo hoo."

Li Rong bent down and looked at him, "Hello, Mi Li, you won't wet your pants if you don't wear diapers now, right?"

Xiaomi Li looked at Li Rong in shock and couldn't believe her ears.

He is already a grown child, and he is about to go to kindergarten. Li Rong Xiu Xiu actually suspects that he will wet his pants?

Isn't this humiliating?

Li Rong looked at Xiao Mili's shocked expression and felt that the words he just said were a bit redundant, and Xiao Mili might be annoying again.

Sure enough, Xiao Mili refused Li Rong to hold her hand. She put her little hands behind her back and waddled towards the door. When she walked to the door, she turned back and waved to her mother and little aunt: "Mi Li will be back in the evening!"

Li Rong glanced at He He, who was smiling and waving to Xiaomi Li.

In the motorcade on the roadside, Zhou Zhichu got into one of the cars, holding his head with one hand and closing his head: "When did A Yuan say he was going?"

"The fifth young master said that he would rush over after finishing the morning's affairs."

Dazuo couldn't help but said, "It's okay if the fifth young master doesn't go. Can't we just take the child there and bring him back? Is he afraid that we will change the contract?"

Zhou Zhichu glanced at Da Zuo and was too lazy to explain to him.

How could A Yuan not go? The boy almost pointed at his nose and told him to stop meddling with his son.

As soon as Dazuo turned around, he saw a small meatball as big as sesame seeds waddling over, followed by the tall Li Rong.

Dazuo suddenly frowned, Li Rong is such a big man, but he doesn't even know how to pick up such a small child when he sees it walking?

Is he stupid?

The car door was opened by the driver. Dazuo got out of the car and carried Xiaomi Li into the prepared child seat.

Xiaomi Li has automatically and consciously tied the seat belt with her little hands.

When the time comes, watching the movements of the millet grains, I will feel like watching a fresh gadget.

Such a small thing can actually run, move, and have its own thoughts.

Xiao Mili fastened his seat belt and noticed that the person at the door had been staring at him, so he raised his head and glanced at him.

The big eyes flickered, full of doubts.

Why doesn't he close the door?

Zhou Zhichu glanced at Da Zuo impatiently, "Close the door and get ready to go."

Da Zuo then closed the door.

Xiaomi Li turned around and saw Zhou Zhichu sitting next to him, "Hello, uncle."

Zhou Zhichu couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out and touched Xiaomi Li's head, "Hello, Mi Li, I heard that you are going to kindergarten soon?"

Xiaomi Li nodded: "Yes, Mini will become a big kid soon."

The older one and the younger one were having a conversation in the back of the car. Not to mention, even though the age difference was a bit big, they really seemed to be talking to each other.

Although Xiaomi's grain is small, he understands every word spoken by others, and every question asked of him can be answered honestly.

He knew what he was going to do today, he knew who he was meeting, and he also knew that the place he was going to was very important.

Anyway, for Zhou Zhichu, every question that Xiaomili answered was particularly suitable for Zhou Zhichu. Every sentence Xiaomili said was particularly suitable for him. Or should Xiaomili be said to be smarter than ordinary children?

At the same age of three, it is impossible for other children to be as organized and logical as Xiaomi Li.

Zhou Zhichu stared at Xiaomi Li, who felt a chill on his back.

He looked at Zhou Zhichu warily, "Uncle."

Zhou Zhichu asked him with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"My mother asked Mi Li to tell her uncle. If my uncle wants to take advantage of Mi Li, my mother will go talk to my uncle at night."

Zhou Zhichu was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Mom said that?"

Xiaomi Li nodded, "Mom said it. She also said that she is uneducated and doesn't like wearing shoes. If she gets angry, she will set the mountain on fire."

With that said, Xiao Mili leaned her chubby little body up to Zhou Zhichu and whispered: "Mom is scary when she's angry."

"How scary is it when mom is angry?" Zhou Zhichu asked with a smile.

The small hands of the millet grains were circled into a trumpet, "Tell my uncle secretly and don't tell anyone else. My mother will be angry and my father will be afraid."

Zhou Zhichu covered his face with his hands, laughing so hard that his shoulders shook, "Has dad ever been beaten by mom?"

Xiaomili also said: "Hit secretly."

The convoy was stopped halfway. Zhou Chenyuan got out of the car in front, walked over directly, and took Xiaomi Li off the child's chair.

He also bowed his head and said hello to Zhou Zhichu, "Uncle Eleven, I'll take Mi Li and take the first step."

Xiao Mili was held in his arms by his father, and he waved to Zhou Zhichu with a very calm expression: "I'll see you later, uncle."

Zhou Chenyuan carried Xiaomi Li to his car, put it on the child's chair, and glared at him, "Why didn't you wait at home for dad to pick you up instead of just coming with them?"

Xiao MiLi replied: "It should be my uncle. My mother said that my uncle is my father's uncle and would not hurt Mi Li."

Zhou Chenyuan gave him an angry look, "I won't hurt you, but I will steal you away and treat you like his child, and let you call him daddy."

Xiaomi Lika opened her big eyes and didn't understand: "That's my uncle, not my father."

As he said that, he stretched out his little hand and hugged Zhou Chenyuan, as if to comfort him, "Mi Li loves daddy the most."

Zhou Chenyuan: "..."

He glanced at Xiaomi Li and was immediately comforted. He was indeed his own son.

Zhou Chenyuan hadn't been to Jiugu Wenchang for a long time. When he got off the car, he looked at the door of Jiugu Wenchang and was stunned for a while.

Xiaomi Li unbuckled his seat belt by himself. Because the seat was relatively high, he didn't dare to get down, so he had to call his dad.
Chapter completed!