How did he become a bad uncle?
"You little rascal, who are you calling a bad uncle?"
Tuanzi snorted a few more times: "You, it's you, you're a bad guy, a bad uncle!"
Ye Yuerui objected: "Hey, I didn't put the ink on your face, okay?"
hehe....
Who told you to see it? And you're making fun of them!
You must understand that this scoundrel is a cunning fox with a black sesame seed core; holding grudges is inevitable. If this were ancient times, anyone who saw the young prince make a fool of himself would be dragged out and beheaded.
Tuanzi made a face and decided to ignore the naughty uncle, so she ran away because she saw her brothers come in.
When Ye Wanying saw that the little ones had purple bruises on their lips or blue marks on their faces, she immediately understood what was going on.
These little radishes must have been fighting!
Otherwise, how could they all have injuries on their faces by such a coincidence?
Qin Yao didn't dare to look at Ye Wanying, and silently lowered his head. After all, the wound on the corner of his mouth was the most obvious. It was a large purple patch, and it looked painful.
Huo Mingchen was alright; his injuries weren't very noticeable. Seeing Qin Yao remain silent, he had no choice but to speak up himself: "Um, Auntie, can we... start rehearsing now?"
"Can't!"
Forehead?
A group of radishes immediately raised their heads and looked at Ye Wanying.
Ye Wanying, on the other hand, looked at this group of idiots with a half-smile: "Take care of your injuries first, or are you planning to watch these bruises and welts go on stage tomorrow?"
Okay, that's not really appropriate.
After saying goodbye to her sisters-in-law, Ye Wanying took a group of children to the canteen and paid for the cooks to boil a few eggs.
Once the eggs are cooked, we start applying hot compresses to the children, rolling them around in the water.
To my surprise, after rolling around, the scars have faded considerably. After another night, I'll use foundation and concealer to cover them up tomorrow, and they won't be noticeable anymore.
As the little dumpling watched, it scooped up an extra piece of egg from the bowl, peeled it, and started eating it.
Ye Wanying naturally saw her son's actions. She straightened her expression and asked, "Who won the fight?"
Forehead?
It's not a question, but a question of who won?
This tactic...
Sure enough, even Qin Yao and Huo Mingchen unconsciously confessed: "Of course it's us, they outnumber us by a factor of two."
"Exactly, they have far more injuries than we do."
“I also kicked King Kong several times; he must have several bruises on his butt.”
Hearing the little radishes' smug answers, Ye Wanying smiled and said, "Not bad, it's good that you won. You didn't lose points for our elite team!"
Yeah?
So, Ms. Ye, do you support the little radishes fighting in groups?
Anyway, Qin Yao and the others thought the same thing.
"Auntie, aren't you going to ask us why? And we really did fight!" We really did fight! Why don't you say anything about it?
Pfft, Ms. Ye usually doesn't follow the usual routine, okay?
"What are you questioning? Why are you questioning me? Okay, do you think you were wrong to fight today?"
After thinking for a moment, the radishes all shook their heads: "No, we did nothing wrong. They were the ones who bullied Dongdong first."
"That's right!"
Ye Wanying also understood the whole story. The reason why these radishes were fighting was because the other party had bullied their people.
"Since no one thinks there's anything wrong with it, then it proves there's nothing wrong!"
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