Zhu Bamei stopped arguing with her mother, and she left the house with her clothes in her arms. After a while, she came in to bring the water out.

When Ye Yuran was talking to Zhu Bamei, Dabao stood there, looking like he was acting as a "background wall", but in fact his ears were straight, and he kept eavesdropping and observing the "enemy situation".

While talking to Zhu Bamei, Ye Yuran naturally became distracted by Dabao and observed this clever little ghost.

It’s true, because the little guy is not old, what he is thinking will reveal a little bit on his face.

So when she saw his seemingly honest appearance, but actually his eyes were rolling, she knew that this kid was listening to them.

"Milk has a task to hand over to you."

“What mission?”

Ye Yuran deliberately put on a serious look and said, "Given your recent performance, milk will definitely test you. If you can pass my test, milk will not punish you, but if you can't pass..."

"No, I will definitely pass." Dabao immediately straightened his small breasts.

Soon after knowing that she likes children to stand up and speak, Ye Yuran said: Children can be taught.

Her face remained unchanged and she said, "Listen, you only teach you three times. When you wake up tomorrow morning, your breasts will test you. Do you remember that?"

"I'll only teach you three times..." Dabao's eyes turned, "Okay."

"Then listen," Ye Yuran said, "11=2."

Dabao: "11=2."

“12=3.”

“12=3.”

“13=4.”

“13=4.”

...

"Together, it is 11=2,12=3,13=4,14=5,15=6,16=7,17=8,18=9,19=10..." Ye Yuran said, "

Okay, I have taught you three times. Go back to sleep and I will take the milk test tomorrow."

"My mother, I'll sleep with Uncle Qi tonight. I'll take care of Uncle Qi." Dabao said quickly when he heard this.

"You want to sleep here? You tell your uncle seven and your mother that they can agree." Ye Yuran didn't expect that Dabao couldn't bear to let him down.

But she doesn't care. She is a kid, and sometimes she likes to join in the fun.

"Hey, Uncle Qi will definitely agree." Dabao ran into the inner room.

I don’t know what their uncle and nephew were saying, but I could only hear the “Jirika” sound, which I couldn’t hear clearly.

However, from the laughter that came from Dabao from time to time, I knew that they were having a happy chat.

Ye Yuran shook his head. The child is simple, unlike the other older ones. He dislikes Lao Qi as a fool. He doesn’t know if he still remembers his relationship with Uncle Qi when he grows up?

"My mother, I'll go and say something to my mother." In a short while, Dabao came out.

"Go."

After receiving Ye Yuran's response, Dabao quickly ran out of the door and told his mother that he had gone.

Liu was a little worried that he would be disliked by his mother-in-law and did not agree much, but when she heard Dabao say that his mother-in-law agreed, she couldn't say anything.

"In the milk room, don't fight and don't make the milk angry." Liu did not forget to explain.

"I understand, mom." Dabao began to respond.

When Erbao heard this, he quickly got up: "I want to go too. I want to sleep with Uncle Qi."

"No, your Uncle Qi's bed is so small, how can you sleep?" Liu immediately objected.

"But brother can go? Why can't I go?" Erbao's tears rolled out and he looked at Liu.

Mrs. Liu was a little soft-hearted, but a little helpless: "Your breasts won't agree."

Erbao immediately said, "I told my own breasts."

Then he got out of bed and led Dabao and said to walk to the next house.

Liu: "..." These two dead kids are so angry!

Ye Yuran never expected that Dabao had gone there and brought the second treasure over.

"Tell me to your seventh uncle."

Ye Yuran naturally knew how big the bed in the inner room was, but she decided not to interfere with the affairs between her uncle and nephew.

They solve the problem whether the bed is big or small.

If they don’t bother to huddle together and insist on hudding together, why should she be this bad guy?

What's more, Zhu Qi hurts his brain, not his body, and he won't touch any wounds, so he doesn't have to worry so much.

When Zhu Bamei got everything back, she heard the sounds of two children coming from the inside.

"Mom, why is Erbao here too? It's so late, don't they go back to sleep?"

Ye Yuran was making the bed and said, "They both of them sleep here at night."

"No?" Zhu Bamei exclaimed, "Mom, my bed is so small, how can so many people sleep?"

"Do you care about them?" Ye Yuran looked at her, "I am happy to be this bad guy. Why are you doing this? Put down the curtain in the inner room and go to bed."

Zhu Bamei was so angry that her face was bulging. Seeing that her mother didn't dare, she couldn't see her, so she went in and told them.

Unfortunately, Dabao and Erbao may be afraid of her, but that is because the original owner is usually standing on Zhu Bamei's side. This time they have received the support of their breasts, and are they still afraid of Zhu Bamei?

Obviously, this is impossible.

So Zhu Bamei "quarreled" with them, but no one convinced anyone.

When Zhu Bamei set off the curtain, she was still angry: "Mom, look at them. How can we sleep when they are so noisy?"

Ye Yuran ignored her, made the bed, took off her coat, and went to bed.

"Do you sleep?"

"Sleep!" Do Zhu Bamei dare to say she doesn't sleep? She quickly got into bed.

Seeing her lying down, Ye Yuran coughed twice: "Cough cough! Go to sleep."

Inside, it suddenly became quiet.

Dabao, Erbao put his fingers on his lips: "Shh..."

Zhu Qi also imitated them: "Shh..."

"I'm going to bed, I don't talk." Dabao took Erbao and slept on the other end.

They each occupied Zhu Qi's leg and squeezed a small bed full of it.

The bed is indeed a bit small. It is actually quite hard for an adult to sleep with two children. It is not that he can't hold it at all, but that he has no room to turn over.

Second Bao fell asleep quickly, but Da Bao was still relatively awake. He was still muttering in his mouth: "11=2,12=3,13=4,14=5,15=6,16

=7,17=8,18=9,19=10…”

These numbers were a little strange to him, and he had no idea what it was, but he could vaguely feel that there was a rule in the "spell" that the milk taught him.

There are many repetitions for a few sentences, and only a few places have been changed a little.

Sometimes he couldn't remember clearly, so he even broke his fingers. If he was still unsure, he sat up, pushed Zhu Qi to wake him up, and whispered: "Uncle Qi, I don't remember it. What is 17 equal to?"

Zhu Qi said in confusion: "17=8."

"I understand, Uncle Qi, you can continue to sleep."
Chapter completed!