Long Sheng, who said it was all right, didn't realize that it made any difference who he slept with at night.
because--
In fact, he didn't need to sleep at all.
Ling Hancheng and the Ling family's sons: "..."
This person is looking for death!
It's a pity that looks can't kill, but with Old Lady Ling staring at her, no one dared to take action.
The father and son exchanged glances with each other.
Ling Li: Third brother...
Ling Sen: No, I don’t dare. Grandma will beat me to death. Second brother…
Ling Lin: I can’t withstand grandma’s slap.
Ling Sen: Then big brother...
Ling Mu: ...Dad.
Ling Hancheng: Don’t look at me like that, I… don’t dare.
Ling Hancheng had a sad face.
He didn't dare to challenge his mother's authority, not to mention that both his mother and his wife liked Long Sheng.
He was truly “isolated and helpless”.
……All right.
The result of this discussion was that no one dared to take action.
Staring at these strange looks, Long Sheng followed Old Lady Ling and little Linglong to Old Lady Ling's house, followed by Ling Xiaowu, who was as round as a ball of fur.
Ling Hancheng and his sons could only look at each other.
It's really too late to say anything now.
well.
Old Mrs. Ling took out a thick quilt from the box.
"We have to cover ourselves with thick blankets at night, otherwise we'll definitely catch a cold."
This heavy rain swept away the summer heat, and it was definitely not so hot at night that we needed a fan.
The three kids couldn't help much with moving the quilts. Xiao Linglong and Ling Xiaowu weren't that capable, and Long Sheng...
Even if he could, Old Lady Ling would not let him work. In the eyes of Old Lady Ling and the others, Long Sheng, who had recovered from his high fever, was considered to have "recovered from a serious illness" and needed a good rest.
The bed was very wide, but in order to sleep more spaciously and comfortably, Mrs. Ling laid the bed horizontally, which was more than enough for one adult and three children.
Although she doesn't mind a three-year-old child sharing a bed, Grandma Ling would never let her granddaughter sleep next to other boys if they really had to share a bed.
Xiao Linglong was sleeping on her right, and Ling Xiaowu and Long Sheng were on her left.
Although Xiao Linglong can't be next to Long Sheng, she is very happy just to be able to see Brother Sheng by moving her head.
"Grandma, I want to hear a story!" Although Ling Xiaowu was so sleepy that he yawned, he still forced himself to listen to the story.
Xiao Linglong also perked up.
"Brother Sheng, grandma's stories are so good!"
Long Sheng had originally planned to close his eyes and start practicing silently, but after hearing this, he had to temporarily suppress the idea.
Old Mrs. Ling said cheerfully, "It's okay to tell a story while listening to the sound of rain. Okay, let me think of a good story..."
Although it was a bit tiring to deal with the questions from the children after listening to the stories, Mrs. Ling was still very enthusiastic every time she told the stories.
Old Mrs. Ling thought for a while and then began to tell the story of Journey to the West.
"The Third Prince Ao Lie was reported to Heaven by the Dragon King for burning a pearl. The Jade Emperor was about to kill him, but he was later saved by Guanyin Bodhisattva and was ready to join Tang Sanzang in his pilgrimage."
"But unexpectedly, he accidentally ate Tang Sanzang's horse, so he had no choice but to turn into a horse and carry Tang Sanzang to the West to obtain the scriptures..."
"In the end, he also became a Bodhisattva."
Mrs. Ling's storytelling was vivid and colorful, but she always felt a little "frightened" after finishing, worried that she wouldn't be able to answer the questions raised by her grandchildren...
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