Chapter 983 The Little Dumpling's Heart is Biased



The clever little guy, of course, understood the disdain coming from his own father: "Bad daddy," he snorted.

Ye Wanying was amused by her son again, while Commander Gao really wanted to drag that little dumpling over and give him a good spanking.

"Am I bad?"

His face was full of threat.

Seeing this, Tuanzi rolled its eyes around for a long time before saying, "Tuanzi is the worst!"

Forehead?

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying almost loosened her grip on her son, and couldn't help but laugh: Son, son, where is your integrity?

Well, my morals were scared away by my bad dad.

Commander Gao reluctantly accepted it, giving him a look that said, "Thank goodness you're a sensible little dumpling."

The trio of handsome young man, beautiful young woman, and adorable child stood at the door, naturally attracting attention quickly: "Oh, the leader's here? Did he come all this way to see his wife?"

This joke was practically a blatant admission that Commander Gao was missing his wife, but it carried no other malicious intent.

Ye Wanying put down the little figure in her arms, and the three of them walked inside.

"good."

Forehead?

She quickly realized that the man was saying the arrangement was good.

"This is the only way. There are many things missing; otherwise, it could be better." Just consider the colorful lights of later generations—they are absolutely incomparable to these bright red silk cloths we have now.

"It's already very good, better than anything I've seen before." And the one who directed and arranged all of this was his own woman.

On stage, everyone was rehearsing diligently, while inside the auditorium, it was quite lively.

Just then, a group of little kids came running in through the auditorium door.

"Auntie, auntie, we're here!" Qin Yao was the tallest among the group of kids and ran at the front.

As expected of my second brother!

With the eldest brother absent, the second brother becomes the one in charge.

When Tuanzi saw Qin Yao and Huo Mingchen arrive, she immediately abandoned her mother and father and ran towards the group of radishes, calling out, "Brother, second brother, third brother..."

"Tuanzi, come and see what your second brother brought back for you." Qin Yao waved to the little boy with a slightly excited expression.

"What?"

The little boy was very suspicious, craning his neck as if trying to peek.

Qin Yao slowly rummaged through his schoolbag, and finally found something: "Look!"

"Oh, roasted sweet potato?"

"No, this is a roasted sweet potato!"

Roasted sweet potatoes? What are sweet potatoes? Are they edible?

Qin Yao scratched the back of his head with one hand: "These are the ones we baked this afternoon. My third brother and I secretly hid them for you."

It's obvious that he skipped school to bake it!

Tuanzi is still young and doesn't think of all that. He sniffed the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

"Eat up, it's not cold, it's still warm."

The little boy took it and really wanted to eat it, but he resisted because of the dark layer on top. Remembering that his older brother had peeled the sweet potato before they ate it, he turned around and walked towards Commander Gao.

“Pull, peel, and pluck.”

As for why she didn't ask her mom for help, it's because the dark skin would make her mom's hands very dirty, so Tuanzi couldn't bear to.

This bias is truly unparalleled.

Gao Dan naturally recognized it as a roasted sweet potato, which was still warm in his hand. He gave a meaningful smile to the group of little kids over there.

This terrified Qin Yao and his group.

Is Yama, the King of Hell, trying to file a complaint?

hiss!

What should we do? What should we do?

The group of radishes were completely dumbfounded!

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