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Chapter 963: My son doesn't need your hug

That night, the gentlemen of Lao Ye's family filled large bowls of wine with great arrogance and happily exchanged cups. The atmosphere was even higher than that of the Chinese New Year.

To celebrate that little Xuyang learned to call wolf and daddy, and then called her "cousin" in a golden tongue.

Uh~

Although it sounds funny to say, it is true.

Only those involved can experience the joy and relief.

The female family members headed by Lao Qian quickly finished their meal and had nothing to do, teasing and talking to little Xuyang. However, the little guy ignored him and only stared at the big bad wolf in his hand. His originally bright eyes were like

There was a layer of fog, and the energy was gone.

"Xu Yang, are you sleepy?"

No matter how much her mother and eldest aunt coaxed her, the little cousin would treat him equally and not even look at him. He Xiner would never deliberately lead him to call him cousin again.

It was already dark, and the two candles lit in the main room were not enough to illuminate every corner of the room.

At this time on weekdays, my little cousin goes back to the house early to sleep.

He Xiner, her unattractive aunt, was speechless. The men were drinking, but they didn't delay her taking the child to bed. I don't know what she was thinking, but the old man was sitting upright on the armchair, drinking.

Drinking tea and eating melon seeds without moving around.

Can't we just wait to clear the table and wash the dishes?

snort,

Even if it rains red from the sky, I can't count on her.

"Ouch, our Xuyang's big eyes are misty, and it looks like it's going to rain. Tell your cousin, are you sleepy and want to sleep?"

Perhaps it was He Xiner's eyes full of concern, which were too hot. Xiao Xuyang, who was immersed in his own world, couldn't help but look at her with confused eyes.

"Xu Yang, do you want to sleep?"

"Sleep, sleep."

Still soft and waxy, the cute voice was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

It turned out that Ye Laijin at the dinner table heard He Xiner's continuous questions, but did not see any action from Xiao Qian. His bright face suddenly turned cold.

Then, Lao Yetou, Ye Laiyin, and Ye Xusheng all lost interest.

For a moment, the bustling dinner table was quiet, and the old Qian family and his wife outside, after teasing little Xuyang for a while, only focused on eating melon seeds and said nothing.

Mrs. Wang returned to the West Cross Courtyard and added more firewood to the hot bricks in her own room and her daughter's room.

Ye Feifeng was also burdened with chores and returned to the east wing.

As a result, Xiao Xuyang's clear voice spread throughout the entire hall without any hindrance.

"Uncle, my little cousin spoke again..."

"Come on, my son doesn't need you to hold him!"

Xiao Xuyang opened the mouth again, which made He Xiner very happy. He picked up the little guy and went to find his uncle and cousin. Unexpectedly, he was snatched away by the little Qian family like a gust of wind.

, and even knocked her off her feet.

"Ms. sir, our son has spoken again!"

He Xiner...

If this wasn't her little cousin's biological mother, she would have wanted to give her some comfort.

What a weird thing!

Phew~

Don't be angry, don't be angry.

My little cousin is good, better than anything else.

In other words, although Xiao Qian jumped up immediately, snatched her son away, and went to announce the good news to her husband with an expression of great surprise, the other party did not give her a good look.

Ye Laijin took his youngest son with a cold face, turned his head and raised the corners of his lips uncontrollably, "Dad, Xuyang finally got the idea..."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Old Ye Tou was very excited.

The little grandson can clearly say that he is sleepy, which has a different meaning than simply calling others before.

This shows that his grandson is not unintelligent at all, let alone stupid.

This shows that his grandson is not unintelligent at all, let alone stupid.

The spirits of the men were high again, and each one was smiling more heartily than the other. Ye Xusheng was even more cheerful and indescribably happy. The blood all over his body was boiling, and he wanted to run wildly in the mountains.
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