Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Sanxing looked at his extremely fast confession, and his heart was angry and funny.

He helplessly tapped Wu Ling's head with his hand:

"You stinky boy, you are such an adult, why are you still like when you were a child, you will make some strange little movements to amuse people when you make mistakes."

Wu Ling scratched the slightly itchy place that was knocked, pursed his lips, and snorted lightly:

"Third uncle, three years old is big, seven years old is old, I have been like this since I was a child, and my temperament can't be changed."

When Wu Sansheng heard this, he smacked his lips, and what he said was quite reasonable.

"Okay, okay, you're reasonable, I can't talk about you. "

Hehe, third uncle, who is calling you? You are smiling so happily.

Wu Ling rubbed his hands with a smile and looked at Wu Sanxing with a gossipy face

: "It can't really be my third aunt, right

?" Wu Sanxing looked at his little gossip appearance, and wanted to kick him at this time

: "Stinky boy, why are you so curious like your brother?"

Wu Ling shook Wu Sanxing's shoulders and used the tone of being coquettish with his grandmother when he was a child:

" Oh, third uncle, you just say it~ I don't take you to such an appetizing.

Wu Sanxing glanced at him with some disgust, but said honestly:

"Okay, okay, it's not a big deal, just the batch of goods at my entrance, there are a few good items in it, they can't get it, let me take a look." "

That's it?" Wu

Ling blinked, he thought he could hear some exciting peachy news, but it turned out to be ......

Alas, the drop is too big, and this melon is not fragrant at all.

Wu Sanxing looked at him with a look of loss on his face, and even a little bit hated that iron could not be made of steel, rolled his eyes angrily, raised his head and kicked him lightly.

"Stinky boy, what do you think?"

"I thought I would finally have a third aunt this year

, and there are ......" Halfway through speaking, Wu Ling glanced down at the big shoe prints on his pants and pouted:

"Third uncle, these are the new pants I bought yesterday."

Wu Sansheng ignored his resentful little eyes, stretched out his arm and took chopsticks to put a mouthful of food in his mouth, and said without raising his head:

"Let your brother wash you."

Wu Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, he looked at Wu Sanxing, who was heading to his mouth, and then looked at Wu Xian, who beckoned to him and smiled with a conniving face.

In that second.

He didn't even think about it, he decisively abandoned his third uncle, threw himself into the arms of his brother, and didn't forget to snort lightly when he left.

Wu Sanxing was taking a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and when he heard his awkward snort like a child, he shook his head with a smile.

"Okay, stinky boy, you're still losing your temper with me, and when I come back from Tangkou, I'll bring you something delicious."

Wu Ling just moved his small stool and sat next to his brother, and his butt was not yet stable, when he heard this.

He seemed to have a dry rice radar, and instantly raised his brain, looked at Wu Sanxing with bright eyes, and asked curiously:

"Really, what is the third uncle?"

Wu Xian watched his younger brother from the side almost in a second from a depressed little salted fish to an interested little gluttonous cat, this speed of changing his face made him want to laugh a little.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes gently looked at the little belly that his younger brother had obviously eaten, but when he heard that there was something delicious, he still looked like a little gluttonous cat.

The expression on Wu Xian's face was a little helpless, he supported his chin with one hand, tilted his head to look at Wu Ling, and thought of a question in his heart:

"So greedy, what if someone abducts

him with food in the future?" At this moment, Wu Sanxing was also thinking about the question that ordinary parents would think about when there were usually three-year-old children in the family.

He looked at the little nephew who had to make trouble with himself in the last second, and the next second he couldn't wait to be good with his brothers, his eyes were a little funny, and he teased and said

: "Yo, our little master Wu, is this angry with me?"

"Ahem......

" Wu Ling was asked by this sentence, coughed in his mouth, and a smile brighter than the sunflower hung on his face:

" Oh, Uncle San~ Look at what you said, it's too late for me to kiss you, how dare I be angry with you, I'll play with you. In

this sentence, what Wu Ling said was that his face was not red, his heart was not empty, and he looked like he could bend and stretch.

Wu Sanxing looked at the little nephew who was smiling brighter than a flower with the expression on his face in front of him, and the corners of his forehead twitched fiercely, as if he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

He wondered a little in his heart, what has his little nephew experienced in Germany

over the years? Why is he so thick-skinned now?

Wu Sanxing twitched the corner of his mouth, he met Wu Ling's expectant gaze, and said with a smile:

"Bring you Dingsheng cake and lotus cake, as well as dried shrimp and dried squid, okay, little master?"

Wu Ling's eyes lit up when he heard this, his face was full of happiness, he was just about to come down, suddenly as if he thought of something, he stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand:

"Third uncle, buy two copies, me and my brother have one each."

Wu Sanxing raised his eyelids and chuckled: "Can I forget your brother?"

Wu Ling suddenly became even happier.

He shook his head, squinted his eyes and smiled, looking dumbfounded: "Hehe, third uncle, don't say much, compare your heart." As

he spoke, he crossed his left thumb and index finger

, and looked at him with a smile on his face, and said with disgust, "Stinky boy, you will come to this set with me."

However, although the expression on Wu Sanxing's face was really disgusted, the smile in his eyes was very thick.

Wu Ling also knew that his third uncle was an upright arrogant little old man, so he was not unhappy when he was disgusted.

At this time, Wu Xi's gentle voice sounded in his ears:

"Xiao Ling, the last hawthorn ball, will you eat it?"

He took the skewer with the last sugar hawthorn and handed it to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling licked the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look at Wu Xian, and asked, "Brother, don't you want

to eat?" Wu Xian saw the little gluttony on his younger brother's face, he shook his head, and put the sugar gourd in his hand directly against his lips:

"You eat."

Wu Ling looked at the red, shiny, round, and extremely pleasing sugar gourd handed to him, and almost subconsciously bit down on it.

By the time he could react, the sugar gourd had already been chewed several times in his mouth.

The little expression on Wu Ling's face was a little remorseful.

It's a damn instinctive reaction.

He tugged at Wu Xian's sleeve, because he was chewing something in his mouth, so his speech was a little indistinct and asked

, "Brother, don't you like to eat sugar gourds?"

Wu Xian threw the empty wooden skewer into the trash can and wiped his hands with a tissue.

Hearing this, he wiped his hands with a tissue on the table, turned his head to look at Wu Ling, and replied softly,

"I like it." The

expression on Wu Ling's face was even more puzzled: "Then this last one, why don't you eat it?"

Speaking of this, Wu Xian winked at Wu Ling, and the expression on his face was a little cunning:

"Because my brother is afraid that he will eat too much sugar and decay his teeth at night, so I will trouble our family Xiao Ling to help my brother eliminate this last one."

Wu Ling chewed the sugar gourd in his mouth and pursed his lips when he heard this.

Wu obliquely looked at his pouting mouth and could hang the oil bottle, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and poked his face

: "Okay, don't be angry, brother is teasing you, the outer skin of this last sugar ball is very thick, don't you like to eat this the most?" Wu Ling's

pouting mouth loosened when he heard this, and he blinked in surprise, revealing a simple and happy smile: "Brother, do you remember?"

Wu Xian's fingers nodded his head slightly, and he said with a chuckle:

"Otherwise, I'm not as forgetful as some confused child, the snacks I just bought yesterday, after hiding them, I forgot where to put them the next day, hugged the pillow and cried aggrievedly, and finally found it in the kennel in the three-inch nail." "

Well, I know that.

Wu Sanxing raised his eyebrows, and looked at his little nephew with a smile:

"At that time, I happened to go back to my hometown with your second uncle one after another, I was a few steps ahead of him, but as soon as I arrived at the house, you stinky boy cried because he didn't find snacks, I didn't use coaxing, you stinky boy was like that hungry bird, chattering and howling."

"Then your second uncle arrived home, and when he saw the situation, your second uncle thought that I had hidden your snacks and almost beat me up, thanks to the three-inch nails raised by the old man, and he also howled when he was about to beat me.

Speaking of this, Wu Sanxing's face still had a smile on his face, he touched his chin, didn't think of that scene, and still couldn't bear to laugh:

"You two are one person and one dog, that howling, one voice is louder than the other, the old man was still startled by your movement at that time, and almost howled with you."

"Thanks to your second uncle's sanity, he saw that something was wrong with the dog's howl, so he took a look at the kennel. "

As a result, I saw a large number of snacks stuffed into the kennel, and there was a bag of torn candy next to it, and a nest of ants was recruited, and the three-inch nails were bitten enough, so I howled a few times.

"At that time, your second uncle's face was purple, and your grandfather's persuasion was useless, he was stunned to let you take a bath alone with a small radish head, and punished you for not eating snacks for half a month, which made you aggrieved and kept squatting in the corner to draw a circle, cursing your second uncle. "

You said it was a coincidence, you cursed your second uncle, and you didn't know how to pick a good place, and let him see it.

Speaking of this, Wu Sanxing glanced at his little nephew, as if to say, why did you order so much when you were a child?

He shook his head with a smile, and then said:

"At that time, it was the first and only time, your second uncle wanted to beat you angrily.

As soon as he raised his hand, you howled more miserable than a snack lost, shouting in your mouth that there are people here who are violent children, police uncle, come on, this makes your second uncle angry, his mouth is crooked, I have never seen him so atmospheric in my life.

When Wu Sanxing said this, he glanced at his little nephew who was so embarrassed that he was about to pick his feet.

He still remembers that the second child's face was like eating Xiang at that time.

At that time, he was almost unable to straighten his waist with a smile, and his thighs were almost swollen, and he had never been so relieved in his life.

When he got back, he laughed straight into his room for hours.

At that time, his subordinates thought he was crazy.

Wu Xian also thought of that picture, and couldn't help laughing:

"Yes, the second uncle's face was red at that time, and this movement made the grandparents over." At

that time, when the grandmother saw this situation, she didn't even say a word, she directly chased the second uncle all over the yard with a broom, and was stunned to slap him several times, and scolded him for growing up, and even her baby grandson dared to beat him.

Wu Sanxing slapped his thigh when he heard this, and said with a smile:

"That's right, this is for your second uncle, it's really a dumb person who eats coptis, he can't tell if he has suffering, he didn't get angry, but he was beaten up, and he was so angry that he was stunned for two months." Wu

Ling heard this two people keep talking about their black history, and it was such a shameful black history.

He really wished there was a crack under his foot, and he turned into a hair and got into it.

Family, who knows? It's really embarrassing!

It's just embarrassing to open the door in embarrassment, and it's embarrassing to get home.

However, hearing Wu Sanxing say this, Wu Ling was a little curious about his second uncle who lived in his memory.

He did so many immoral things when he was a child, and now he has flashed back home from Germany.

If this second uncle sees him, what kind of expression will he have?