Cui Zhiduan not only admitted his mistakes to his parents, but also wanted to admit his mistakes to Immortal Dukang.
At this time, the family of three had packed up and were on their way to Fuxi Courtyard. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't react for a while after hearing her son's words, and asked in confusion: "Why do you want to ask Immortal Dukang to admit your mistake?"
Cui Zhiduan was no fool. When he heard this, he frowned and looked at his mother suspiciously: "Mom, you don't know? Isn't that what you said?"
What did she say?
Ye Zhenzhen felt a little panicked, always feeling that her image in her son's mind was in jeopardy, and couldn't help but cast a look at Cui Weizhen asking for help - what had she said to her son before?
Cui Weizhen watched the show secretly, thinking that Zhen'er's previous words were indeed just nonsense, otherwise she wouldn't have forgotten what she had said to her child.
He originally wanted to tease her, but seeing her nervous and worried look, he immediately couldn't bear it. He leaned over and whispered in her ear: "On this day two years ago, Zhi Ming confessed that he had drunk alcohol secretly.
, Zhen’er still remembers how she responded?”
How did she respond? Vague memories slowly emerged...
"Children are not allowed to drink. They must be old enough to drink. Otherwise, not only will they not grow taller, but they will also become a little fool."
"Aunt, is this true? Will children really turn into dwarfs and idiots when they drink alcohol?"
"In principle, children are not allowed to secretly drink. If you have secretly drank before, for the sake of the innocent person, as long as you sincerely admit your mistake to Immortal Dukang, the Immortal will forgive your mistake."
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Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
She completely remembered what happened next. Under her deception, the two children Cui Zhiming and Cui Zhiduan believed the truth, and honestly prepared tributes to the kitchen master to confess his sins - well, they also believed her words,
I asked the Kitchen God to help me deliver a message to the God of Bacchus.
When facing her son's questioning eyes again, Ye Zhenzhen felt guilty inexplicably, but she still held it back firmly and pretended to smile calmly: "Haha, of course Mom will remember, but I just want to test you.
, let’s see if you still remember it, and now it seems that you do remember it.”
Cui Zhiduan was hesitant, always feeling that his mother's smile was a bit unnatural, but as a pure and honest child, he had not yet realized that lies existed in the adult world.
So he regained his smile and continued to plan enthusiastically: "Without further delay, after dinner, I will go to find Grandpa Kitchen God with my brother Zhi Ming. Last time, my brother and I paid homage to him together.
, he will definitely remember this time."
Even at a young age like Cui Zhiduan, he also understands that it is easier to do things with acquaintances.
Ye Zhenzhen's mouth twitched, but the play had already started, so she had no choice but to perform it in full, and said to Qiu Wu next to her: "Qiu Wu, did you hear that? Remember to prepare the melon and fruit cakes for sacrifice, don't delay
It’s a big deal for your young husband.”
Qiu Wu covered his mouth and snickered, but when Xiao Langjun looked over, he immediately turned into a serious expression: "Slave, remember, we must use the freshest melon and fruit cakes to let the old gods in the sky feel that our Xiao Langjun
My most sincere wishes, may my little man grow taller quickly and become smarter and smarter."
These words simply touched Cui Zhiduan's heart. He narrowed his eyes happily and even held his mother's hand while shaking it, almost jumping up and down.
He is such an innocent, cute and easy-to-deceive little baby. The unscrupulous mother sighed.
