Chapter 311 Bald Little Chaochao
"Hahaha, look, whose child is this? His hair is burnt!"
"It's so funny. His face is black, his clothes are tattered, and he's holding a milk jug in his hand. The only thing white on his body is the whites of his eyes...hahahahaha..." Lu Zhengyue grew up rapidly due to the torture of war and plague in recent days.
Now he is in a relaxed mood and his youthful nature is gradually showing again.
Lu Chaochao pointed at the door and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
Laughing and laughing...
Lu Chaochao looked up at him and called out crisply, "Second brother."
“Hahahaha, burp…” Lu Zhengyue’s laughter stopped abruptly.
The smile on his face froze immediately.
The boy opened his mouth and looked at her in shock.
The smile suddenly disappeared.
"You, you, you..." Lu Zhengyue pointed at her and couldn't say a word.
Wen Ning pushed him away, glared at him fiercely, then picked up Chao Chao with heartache: "You're still laughing! Look at what Chao Chao has become? Chao Chao didn't come home all night last night, and you didn't let me look for him! Are you still Chao Chao's second brother?" Wen Ning was a little angry.
Seeing Lu Chaochao's miserable condition, Wen Ning burst into tears out of heartache.
"Oh my God Chaochao, who bullied you? Tell Sister Aning quickly, I will avenge you! What the hell did that damn thing do to you? It burned all your hair off!" Wen Ning stomped his feet in anger. It took three years for Chaochao to raise two little tufts of hair.
Now the bun smells burnt, the burnt hair is frizzy and can’t even be tied up in a bun.
The clothes were torn into shreds, which was really heartbreaking.
Lu Chaochao blinked innocently: "I had a fight with...with a nasty guy."
Wen Ning wiped her little face again and again with concern, revealing patches of white and tender skin.
There is a black patch on the face and a white patch on the face, looking...
More joyful.
"Puchi..." Lu Zhengyue couldn't help but laughed again.
Wen Ning raised his eyebrows and stared at Lu Zhengyue: "Lu Zhengyue, do you want to die today?!"
Lu Zhengyue waved his hands hastily: "Aning, you misunderstood. You...you..."
After holding it in for a long time, he finally uttered: "Aning, don't sympathize with her. She doesn't deserve sympathy..." She had a fight with the sky with a milk bottle in her mouth. Don't sympathize with her! !
Aning's eyes turned red with anger.
"Not worthy of sympathy, is this what you should say? Chaochao is only three years old!!" She widened her eyes in disbelief.
"Chao Chao is so weak that her hands can only hold a milk bottle! How can you say such things?!" Wen Ning was angry and anxious, but he didn't expect that Lu Zhengyue's expression became more and more weird.
"weak?"
"Can only take the milk jug? You, don't be deceived by her appearance." Lu Zhengyue's expression was almost ferocious, and he looked at Wen Ning with grievance.
She even dared to poke a hole in the sky with a sword in hand, and you call her weak? ? ! !
Wen Ning kicked him and said, "Don't bother with your brother, you have no conscience."
Lu Zhengyue: I feel wronged, but I can’t explain!
Of course, no one believed the explanation.
Aning probably thought he was crazy because of the gain and loss.
Wen Ning picked up Lu Chaochao and walked in, and ordered the maid, "Send someone to bring a bucket of hot water and some clothes for the girls." After a pause, he continued.
"Bring me another pair of scissors, and I'll trim her hair. Let's see if she can be saved..." Lu Chaochao's hair was too bad to look at.
Like a dog bite.
It's uglier than something bitten by a dog.
"Chao Chao, who is so vicious to burn you with fire? I must find his family! Look at your clothes and your hair..." Wen Ning was so angry that he almost died.
Hair is a girl’s second face!
It looks like it was fried to a crisp.
"Sir? He has no family, no parents." Lu Chaochao waved his hands, not caring at all.
Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, then he softened his tone and asked, "Is he an orphan?"
Lu Chaochao: “I guess so.” Without a father or a mother, born by heaven and earth, how can he not be an orphan?
Wen Ning sighed, "He's such a poor kid. No wonder he hit him so hard."
"It's okay. He cried louder than me. He was more miserable than me. I didn't lose..." But it wasn't really a win either.
Lu Chaochao sat in the wooden barrel. Wen Ning changed three barrels of water for her before she could barely wash herself clean.
But there is nothing I can do about my hair.
Wen Ning sighed repeatedly and said carefully, "Chao Chao... do you know? If you shave your hair more often when you are a child, it will be smooth and soft when you grow up. How about I shave it for you?"
Lu Chaochao was silent.
There were lightning and thunder outside the door and heavy rain.
The little guy pouted and nodded with red eyes.
By the time she walked out of the door, she had become a bald little monk.
But she looks silly and cute, and she looks even cuter than when she wears women's clothes.
Lu Zhengyue! ! !
He kept his mouth tightly shut, not daring to laugh out loud. He just frowned and said, "Quite, quite unique..." After laughing dryly twice, he turned around and ran away.
There was a hearty laugh coming from outside the door.
Lu Chaochao gritted her teeth: "Stinky Second Brother, so annoying!"
"Don't pay attention to him. Your second brother is probably tired and confused."
Rong Che glanced at Lu Chaochao, and couldn't help but glance at Lu Chaochao again.
"I've been in the deserted city for more than ten years, and this is the first time I've seen such a heavy rain." Rong Che felt that the rain came without any warning.
"Yes, the sound of the wind outside is like crying, it's scary to listen to."
"You know what, many people in the city heard crying yesterday. But when they went out to look for her, they couldn't find any trace. Could it be a ghost?" Everyone spoke up one after another.
Lu Chaochao listened attentively.
Sure enough, there was a faint sound of crying in the wind and rain.
Hey, isn’t this the crybaby from Tiandao?
You deserve it!
"How is the plague in the city? How are the people recovering?" Lu Zhengyue asked.
The imperial physician smiled and said, "It has recovered very well. After being illuminated by the divine light, the rot has faded and it has gradually regained its redness. Thanks to Lu Erlang for stabilizing the people's hearts, otherwise, the deserted city would have been in great trouble."
"Emperor Dongling ordered a massacre in the city, and the people in the city fled with the money overnight. The gold and silver were scattered everywhere, causing the plague to be out of control."
"Now, it has spread to the capital of Dongling."
"I heard that someone took the lamp oil from the underground palace and offered it to the little emperor. The little emperor used it to light the lamp and spread the plague. Now, he is seriously ill."
The little emperor of Dongling is the little prince who came to Beizhao last year.
Arrogant and overbearing.
"If he dies, Dong Ling will only have the hostage Xuan Jichuan, who is of royal blood."
"Yesterday, Dong Ling sent someone back to pick up Xuan Jichuan. Wait for him to return to Dong Ling to inherit the throne!"
Everyone was filled with emotion, and their eyes couldn't help but fall on the bald Xiao Chaochao.
Xuan Jichuan is her little follower.
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The rain lasted for three days and three nights.
The deserted city had never experienced such a long period of heavy rain. Water was puddling on the ground. The people went from being excited at first to gradually becoming worried.
"If this rain doesn't stop, it's going to cause disaster."
"Some low-lying areas in the city have been flooded."
Lu Zhengyue had already ordered the government to prepare for the evacuation of the victims and led the generals to patrol the city.
At night, Lu Chaochao tossed and turned in bed.
I had heard early on that the barbecue in the deserted city was excellent, but it rained heavily for three days, which made people irritable.
Bald Xiao Chaochao, wearing only his underwear and barefoot, angrily pushed open the window.
"Cry, cry, cry, you're never going to stop, are you?"
"If you keep crying, I'll chop you to death with my sword! I'm so fed up with it!"
rainstorm……
Stop suddenly.
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