"Well, I think Qing'er is right. Let's go to the reception desk first to ask about the situation and see if Master Hongde is still here. In addition, we also need to ask Ye'er for a peace charm!" Xia Yun
At this time, he nodded in agreement.
"Well, since you all agree, let's go over and take a look first!" Zhuo Yifan nodded and decided.
But as soon as they took a few steps out, Zhuo Ye, who was in Xia Yun's arms, burst into tears and pointed at the stone statue of Arhat on one side with a look of reluctance.
Zhuo Yifan suddenly became depressed, came to Xia Yun, and said to his infant son in a dumbfounded voice: "My silly son, I am your father, and those are just stones. How do you compare stones?"
Do I still kiss you?"
It was okay for Zhuo Yifan not to speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhuo Ye cried even harder. He pointed at the Arhat statues with his young hands, as if he would not stop crying until he passed.
"This kid is really weird. Why does he like these stone arhats so much?" Zhuo's mother asked with a surprised look on her face.
"Why don't we wait until Ye'er has had enough fun first? It's probably something new for him, and he might get tired of it after a while!" Xia Yun said with a look of helplessness.
"It seems that this is the only way. Who makes this little ancestor the biggest now? Let's go, let's take him for a walk in the Arhat Forest. If this kid starts crying again, I can't help it!" Zhuo
Yifan nodded and said with a bit of laughter.
So everyone could only give up their plan to go to the reception for the time being, and started to spin around in the pine forest with the infant Zhuo Ye in their arms. At this time, Zhuo Ye stopped crying and actually had a little smile on his face.
He seemed very satisfied.
"I said this child must have a predestined relationship with Buddha. You see, he has a special liking for these Arhat statues. Is there any hint in it?" Zhuo's mother asked at this time.
"Mom, what hint does this have? The kid is just curious, do you still take it seriously?" Zhuo Yifan shook his head somewhat depressedly after hearing this.
"You can't say that. When you were little, you were even weirder than a wild child. You would only be hugged by women, but not by men. Even when your father hugged you, you cried endlessly. And the woman who hugged you
, in addition to your mother and me, they must all be beautiful women. A little ugly is not acceptable. And no matter who you are, you are always asking for milk, which made everyone in our Zhuo family dumbfounded at that time!" Zhuo!
My mother explained with a wry smile.
"Mom, why are you telling me about the embarrassing things that happened to me when I was a child? Besides, what does that mean?" Zhuo Yifan suddenly blushed and asked with some embarrassment.
"I didn't understand what this meant at the time. But now that I see that you have found so many daughters-in-law for me, and all of them are as beautiful as flowers, I finally understand why my son has been so fond of you since he was so young.
She's so beautiful!" Zhuo's mother rolled her eyes and explained angrily.
When Zhuo Yifan heard this, his old face suddenly turned red. The girls even snickered at the side. It was rare to see Zhuo Yifan make a fool of himself.
"Son, do you really like these Arhat statues? Do you know who they are? Do you like them so much?" Xia Yun then noticed that Zhuo Ye in his arms was trying to touch the Arhat statues, and asked with a look of confusion on his face.
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The little guy was looking at the Arhat statue dreamingly, and seemed to be deeply attracted by it. Even when Xia Yun was talking to him, he didn't react at all.