special 5 (2/2)
Bai Gun Gun (try to help): “It is not like that. It is just that he does not want mummy to have to stay on campus also.”
Six
On a clear sky and warm windy day, little dough who is holding Bai Qian’s book, looked confuse and asked: Mummy, what is meant by ‘cut sleeve love’?”
Bai Qian’s hand started to tremble “Ahem. Where did you see it?”
Little dough: “I saw mummy likes to read the book so much so I went and borrowed the book from 4th uncle to have a look. What is the meaning of that word in the book ar, mummy?”
Bai Qian: “Well . . it is kind of like the relations.h.i.+p between your 4th uncle and Zheyan!”
Little dough put away the book and rushed to see Gun Gun, panting for air “Gun Gun, lets cut sleeve!”
Feng Jiu who is sitting next to them, looking frightened at Dong Hua.
Dong Hua with an expressionless face said softly: “No way, the offspring’s IQ will be pulled down!” (Will there be future generation?)
Seven
Little dough: “How old are you?”
Su Chen: “Five years old.”
Little dough (frighten): “Ah, you are five years old but about the same size as me who is 300 years old!”
Su Chen: ” … …”
Little dough (look over at Bai Qian): “Mummy……”
Bai Qian: “Huh?”
Little dough: “I I I… … Am I malnutrition, ah?”
Feng Jiu (frighten little dough): “That is because last time you ate Dijun’s sweet and sour fish, so you cannot grow anymore.”
Eight
Children, what gifts have you prepared to give on Father’s day?
Little dough: I I I… … I made a big decision today. I will let father lord have mummy for today … … woo woo woo woo.
Su Chen: I I I … … I made a big decision today. I will help father lord to feed xiao huang today.
Gun Gun: I I I… … I also made a major decision today. I will help father lord to bully mummy today.
Feng Jiu: Bai, Gun, Gun … …
Nine
A particular day, Dijun is fis.h.i.+ng at Fen-tou-li pond which is nearby, a Buddhist scripture on his face, he appeared very serene and at ease.
Little dough ran frantically: “Grandpa Dong Hua!”
Dong Hua: “……”
After a stick of incense finished burning.
Little dough: “Uncle Dong Hua!”
Dong Hua: “……”
After two sticks of incense finished burning.
Little dough: “Brother Dong Hua …”
Dong Hua put away the scripture and appeared indifferent: “What is the matter?”
Little dough: “Just now, sister Feng Jiu roasted some yams and set Tai Chen Palace on fire. She asked me to come and get you home fast to put out the fire.”
Dong Hua: “……”
Ten
A certain day, after little dough read an ancient book, he went and asked Lian Song.
Little dough: “3rd grandpa, what do you think is the four artifacts in the ‘Three Lives’ (San Sheng) world?”
Lian Song took his fan and tapped the palm of the hand, in deep thought:
“Well, it should be Bai Qian’s fan, Ye Hua’s sword, Feng Jiu’s fur and Dong Hua’s thick-skinned face.”
Little dough: “……”
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