After dinner, Song Wen and his little nephew Xixi and his little brat had a while and then walked towards the room.

The little fire, who was lying on the soft pad next to the door, immediately followed him happily.

Xixi saw it and quickly jumped off the sofa, grabbed Xiaohuo's tail and prevented it from leaving. Xiaohuo turned around and shouted in anger, as if saying, "Let go quickly, otherwise I will be angry."

Unexpectedly, Xixi's little brat just refused to let go, so Xiaohuo had to yell at Song Wen in front of him and asked for help.

Song Wen looked back and saw that his nephew was holding Xiaohuo's tail and said helplessly: "Xixi, don't catch Xiaohuo's tail, okay?" This little brat is doing these stupid things.

"Uncle, I want Xiaohuo to sleep with me." Xixi said pitifully to Song Wen.

Xiaohuo seemed to understand Xixi's words, and shook his tail hard to break away, but unfortunately, Xixi was caught tightly and could not break away.

Song Wen was speechless and had to say, "Xiao Huo agreed to this."

After hearing this, Xixi happily ran forward and hugged Xiaohuo's dog head, rubbed his soft hair intimately and asked, "Xiaohuo, can you sleep with me at night? I'll treat you to candy."

Song Wen's head was three black lines straight down. When did the dog like to eat candy? After hearing Xixi's childhood words, he felt speechless as an uncle.

Xiaohuo struggled hard in Xixi's arms, trying to get rid of Xixi's arms, but unfortunately he was held tightly by his hands and couldn't get away. He couldn't help but hum "Yeah, um", looking at the master with a pair of dog eyes sadly, turning his mouth shut, and asking Song Wen for help.

"Xiaohuo doesn't like sleeping with you, please let it go!"

Seeing Xiaohuo's pitiful appearance, Song Wen advised his nephew.

Unexpectedly, the little guy was completely unhappy and shouted loudly: "No, I want to sleep with Xiaohuo, I want to sleep with Xiaohuo."

At this time, Chen Xiuhui just came out and heard Xixi's words and immediately said, "Xixi, let go of the fire. Look, it is covered with hair. If it sleeps on your bed, there will definitely be dog hair falling on your bed, and then your bed will become a dog kennel. Only your uncle likes to sleep on a dog kennel. We Xixi is a good child and cannot sleep on a dog kennel."

Song Wen was speechless after hearing his mother's words. If you like to sleep in a doghouse, do you want to educate your grandson and don't belittle your son, okay? Speechless, super speechless.

I illuminate the moon with my heart, but the moon shines on the ditch, what can I do!

"No, I want to sleep with Xiaohuo." Xixi said stubbornly, holding Xiaohuo's head.

"No." Chen Xiuhui said sternly.

Seeing grandma getting angry, Xixi suddenly became depressed. She let go of Xiaohuo with grievance, her mouth flattened, and seemed to be about to cry.

Song Wen hurriedly left. Only his grandmother and his mother could cure him. He had no choice but to do so (no way).

This little guy is very funny. If anyone bullies him, he will be bad for anyone. For example, if Song Wen grabs him with a remote control, he will cry and look for grandma. If grandma doesn't care, he will look for grandma; if grandma doesn't care, he will look for grandma; if grandma doesn't care, mother is there, she will look for mother; if everyone doesn't care, it will be amazing, and she will cry directly, and the crying sounds shook the sky, resounding like a bolt from the blue.

Back in the room, Song Wen was thinking about the things raised in Ruyi Fan, so he closed the door and prepared to enter Ruyi Fan. Suddenly he remembered the Zhongxiangju website that the old man mentioned. He was curious and turned on the computer and went in, wanting to see what the website was.

After entering Zhongxiangju website, I found that this website was a hodgepodge, such as tasting antique calligraphy and painting, appreciating music, music and music, and recording the various trends in various places. I looked at it and found that there were quite a lot of people in the forum. I didn’t know if his old uncle is here, so I just registered a name and posted a new post, “Bogong, I am Awen, are you here?”

The post was quickly replied to, and it was a man named Lao Jiushan: "If you have time to read, don't yell here if you have any trouble."

"Are you Bogong?" Song Wen asked.

"Not me, who will tell you back, stinky brat."

"Shan Weng, is this your nephew and grandson?" At this time, another reply was posted, and the man's name was Countryside Old.

"Yes." Song Wenbogong Lao Qiushan Weng replied.

"The little guy is very cute." He fucked him again, called Fairy Pingjiang.

"It's Awen. I heard that he built a yard on the mountain. The environment is good. I'll go and see it another day." At this time, another lay Buddhist called Luomo replied. It seemed that he was from Songjiabao, otherwise he would not have known him.

"His place is really good. I went to see it today. The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the smell of fairy is elegant and eccentric. Isn't our Zhongxiangju going to have a party? I think his place is good, with convenient transportation and good environment. There are lakes, streams, and water birds in a large bamboo forest, which are beautiful." Lao Xieshanweng.

"I want to go because you said it." Lin Yinmiaozhe replied.

"I heard what Shan Weng said so well, so I will definitely go and have a look if I have time."

Seeing so many people coming, what if they introduce each person to him in the future and come to play, and whether to live a quiet life. Song Wen thought for a while and quickly replied: "Bogong, I don't welcome people to travel. I am a paradise and do not accept ordinary people."

"Wow, you guy, you're not happy to lend you a piece of land to play with. We are so despised by you when we go to play with you." When Song Wen said this, his uncle suddenly exploded. He didn't expect that the old man had such a bad temper, and he thought that his hair and beard had already cultivated his body and character?

"Yes, Awen, you have to share the good things. You are treasured by yourself, and it won't work." Song Wen was speechless, not knowing which one was called a down-and-out layman. It was probably his relative again. Now the old man is really unbearable, and he can even go online.

"Yes, young people must have a tolerant heart and know how to contribute." Another idle person in the mountains replied.

Who are these people? Song Wen looked at the reply and was speechless.

Next, there were a lot of replies to attack him. It seemed that they were all old men and women. Song Wen couldn't stand it and hurriedly left the forum and ran away.

After a while, the person who responded saw that Song Wen's avatar became dark and stopped attacking. Someone posted and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Let's go." Song Wenbogong Lao Qiushan Weng replied.

"This little guy is quite funny."

"What should we do? Will we go to his party?"

"Go, why don't you? If he dares to say a word, I will slap him. You don't know that he has a lot of good things." Lao Xiushan Weng.

"Oh, what's there?"

"that is..."

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Song Wen turned off the computer and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't even know why these old men and women had the leisure to come to surf the Internet. Didn't they say they were all playing with their grandchildren? They really didn't understand. He shook his head, walked to check if the door was closed, and then went directly into Ruyi's fan.

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