Chapter 2882 (2/2)

if there's any misunderstanding, don't let me tell you, you are willing to help mediate and help you untie the misunderstanding.

Luo Xi said, her eyes red, and she was about to cry.

Admiring and surprised at his son.

That slender arm will block him and Shen Xinyi behind him. Although the strength is weak, it's really firm.

Admiring tears, I suddenly found that every ”I love you day” in the past did not receive a card from my son, not necessarily because he did not love himself.

Is it possible that the son dare not give it to himself?

The door opens.

Shengning stood at the door and chuckled: ”fool!

What nonsense? Grandpa Huang has a high fever. Now he's out of the fever, but he wants to talk to someone.

Grandpa Huang missed you. Come on in! ”

Luo Xi is surprised: ”Grandpa Huang is ill?”

He hurriedly got up and rushed in: ”Xi'er, Grandpa Huang is here.”

Shengning helped them close the door: ”father and mother, get up, daughter accompany you to the Buddhist hall, let's go to copy scriptures and pray for Citigroup.

Don't all say that sincerity makes spirit?

I'm sure it will be more or less useful.

What if the Buddha is really moved by us and cancels the tianrob? ”

Admiring and pulling Shen Xinyi up, the rest of the people followed.

”Adore sigh:” may I borrow your auspicious words

Before I left, I admired the position where I knelt down. In my mind, my child's youth and firmness appeared, and a happy arc rose from the corner of my mouth.

Left zhuoran at the door, the rest of the people, all squeezed into the Buddha Hall.

Bedroom.

Ling lie quietly, holding Luo Xi's small hand and smiling: ”Grandpa Huang wants to sleep, but he can't sleep. Why don't Xi'er tell Grandpa a story?”

Luo Xi nodded and thought that it was grandpa Huang who wanted to test him.

”Grandpa Huang and his father let Xi'er read the mythology in the Bible, the four famous Chinese works and the ancient Chinese mythology, as well as all the novels of Aesop's fable and Shakespeare, oh, and the novels of Mark Twain, etc. These are classic works at home and abroad. Which one does grandpa Huang want to hear from Xi'er?”

Linglie looked at him affectionately: ”there are two big boxes under grandpa Huang's bed!

It's all stories that Xi'er hasn't seen or read. Should Xi'er find one to read to Grandpa Huang? ”

As soon as Luo Xi's eyes brightened, he immediately got up and went down to look for it.

He dragged out a box, opened it and found that there were many picture books in it, which he had never seen before.

”Beautiful girl warrior”, ”Alibaba and the Forty Thieves”, ”365 night story”, ”Andersen's fairy tale”, ”one thousand and one night story”, ”Alice in Wonderland” and so on.

These books, with admiration, can't be read by Luoxi.

He thought that if Luoxi had time to read these, it would be better for him to recite more beautiful prose of European and American celebrities, or copy more quotations of world celebrities.

”Don't blame your father for being too strict with you. He has his good intentions.” Linglie dotes on him and looks at him: ”in the future, you will come to Grandpa Huang every noon to read stories for him or watch cartoons with him.

I will tell your father that you will accompany me for two hours every day.

In the afternoon, the class time is changed from 1:00 to 3:00. You must go to bed at 9:00 in the evening, because you have to grow up. ”

Luo Xi's heart was thumping, expecting and nervous: ”will the father agree?”

Linglie smiled: ”if he doesn't agree, I will lie down all the time. The more ill I am, the more serious I am!”