You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 2750

Ye Xingbei

If you want to talk about the benefits of children Probably thick skinned!

If the child just looked at her with such cold eyes, she would surely see that people didn't want to talk to him. She would retreat and leave.

Her son doesn't know.

We should face up to the difficulties and continue to lobby.

In order to eat good food, her son is really in good spirits.

"Eagle Egg?" The child finally had a reaction.

No matter how cold it looks, it's just a child who looks only six or seven years old.

Children are always curious.

"Yes, it's Eagle Egg!" Xiao shumiao'er tried hard to make a little head: "little brother, you help us to stew meat. I'll show you Eagle eggs and give you our roast meat, OK?"

"No," the child said coldly, "I have my own meat. My meat is delicious."

The young tree looked at the broken pot in front of him and swallowed.

The fragrance is stronger.

The soup has turned white.

It looks delicious.

He swallowed saliva again and took out two pieces of chocolate from his pocket: "little brother, would you like to exchange chocolate with you?"

The child looked at the chocolate in his hand and didn't answer his question. Instead, he asked him, "what are you doing with Eagle eggs? Do you want to eat it? "

"No! No The young tree shook his head. "It's not food. It's going back to hatch the eagles."

"Hatching Eagles?" The child was finally aroused curiosity by the young tree: "do you use the big eagle to hatch the small eagle?"

"No," said the young tree, "my little cousin said that he hatched Eagles with an incubator. My little cousin is a biologist who specializes in animals and plants. He is very powerful. He can certainly help me hatch eagles."

"Oh." The child, oh, did not speak.

He took a broken spoon to stir the food in the wok, picked up a broken bowl from his side, put the food into the bowl, and handed it to the little tree miao'er: "I give it to you, don't change it."

The young tree was stunned and shook his head, "little brother, can you help us? There are so many of us! A lot of people, what you do is not enough for us to eat. "

The child pursed his lips and put the bowl on the ground. "Are you tourists? "To travel?"

"Yes," the young tree turned back and pointed to Gu Junzhu and ye Xingbei, "that's my father and mother. My father and mother took me out for new year's Day!"

He pointed to Ling Yue and Qin Junye who followed him. "They are all my brothers. They are Xiaoyue, YeYe and Qiqi."

After introducing his family, he asked the child, "little brother, what's your name?"

After a moment's silence, the child could not resist the young tree's cute attack. Finally, he replied, "my name is Qiuci. I smell Qiuci."

"Wen Qiuci! That's very nice! " Xiao shumiao'er looks back at Ye Xingbei: "Mom, you asked us to recite poems in the morning. Now we meet a brother named CI. Do we have a lot of predestination with him?"

Ye Xingbei

Son, I don't know if there is any fate. In order to have a bite, you have to rack your brains to make up with others. I can see it!

The child pursed his lips: "it's not poetry, it's Fu."

The young tree said with a smile, "anyway, it's all about poetry, poetry and ode."