When Xiao Naibao and others arrived at Tang's house, Uncle Tang and Uncle Tang had already arrived.
Tang Bo was filming abroad, and it was said that the director's favorite supporting actress had joined the cast. He had to take advantage of the supporting actress's free time to finish filming the supporting actress's scenes, so Tang Bo could not come back.
Grandpa Tang was not very satisfied with this, but he felt that his younger son's serious work attitude was also respectable, so he didn't say anything more.
The little girl jumped out of the car and ran into the living room: "Grandpa, grandma~~~"
The two old men were very happy to see the little milk bag, and Grandpa Tang was even more happy, and his ferocious face looked even more ferocious, "Tangtang, come here, let Grandpa have a look."
The little girl ran over and said, "Grandpa, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~"
"Happy, happy," Grandpa Tang smiled ferociously, looking like a villain from a horror movie.
Wuwei, who followed Xiao Naibao through the door, was silent. Wuxin came to his side and whispered, "Grandpa Tang is so fierce-looking. We juniors in Haicheng all take a detour when they see him."
Wuwei looked at the old man and said, "Although he looks fierce, his aura is pure and pure. He is a good person."
"Grandpa, these are my senior and second senior brothers," Xiao Naibao pulled her grandfather to Wuwei and introduced them.
Grandpa Tang looked at the two people in front of him. Wuwei had an upright appearance, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a faint smile. He looked like a very calm young man.
I have no intention of being immoral all day long, but I will still pretend to be serious in front of my elders. Even if I pretend to be serious, I am still a young man who is pleasing to the elders.
Grandpa Tang thinks that Xiao Naibao's two senior brothers are very good. No wonder Yunshan Temple can raise his granddaughter so well.
Grandpa Tang and Grandma Tang greeted Wuwei and Wuxin to sit down in the living room, saying that dinner would be served in a while.
The two sat down and chatted with two elderly people, Grandpa Tang and Grandma Tang.
Tang Song had been looking forward to Xiao Naibao's arrival. When he saw the adults chatting, he quietly ran to Xiao Naibao and asked, "Tangtang, who are they?"
"My first senior brother and second senior brother," Xiao Naibao couldn't help but feel proud when he mentioned his senior brothers, "They are very powerful."
"Senior brother?" Tang Song blinked and then got a little excited: "Are your two senior brothers good at fighting? Can they also fly over walls and climb over walls?"
Tang Song recently watched a cartoon about a young knight with a rainbow cat as the protagonist, and was particularly obsessed with martial arts. For this reason, he also begged Tang Erbo to buy him a small wooden sword. He wielded the sword at home every day and imagined the future. I can also travel around the world, hoeing the strong and supporting the weak.
The heroes in the Jianghu all have masters and senior brothers. Tang Song feels that his sister has a master and senior brothers, so she can be considered half a Jianghu person.
"Well, he's pretty good at fighting," the little milk bag replied with a wink.
She can fight too.
"Really?" Tang Song's eyes suddenly lit up, "Can your senior brothers and others teach me?"
He was looking forward to it very much.
Xiao Naibao: "But flying over the roof and walking over the wall probably won't work."
Tang Song was disappointed: "Why?"
The little girl scratched her head and said in an uncertain tone: "Because the earth has gravity?"
Tang Song:? ? ?
gravity?
What is this.
Tang Song asked with a confused expression: "What is gravity?"
Xiao Naibao also looked a little confused, "I don't quite understand, but that's what the second senior brother said."
"Gravity is a force that objects feel due to the attraction of the earth," a faint voice sounded nearby.
Xiao Naibao and Tang Song both turned to look over and saw Tang Ying standing next to him holding a book.
Questions popped up in the heads of Little Milk Bun and Little Fatty and they asked in unison: "What Earth?"
Tang Ying:......
He said: "This is where we live."
Tang Song: "No, the place we live in is obviously Hanlin Community."
Tang Ying:......
I don’t want to talk to this stupid brother.
He changed the subject abruptly: "I just saw grandma making milk pudding."
Tang Song's attention was immediately diverted: "Really? Sister, let's go eat milk pudding."
Tang Song took Xiao Naibao's hand and couldn't wait to run towards the kitchen.
The chef heard that the young master and the young lady wanted to eat milk pudding, and happily asked them to wait a little longer, as the pudding would still be baked for a while.
In order to appease the two children, the chef secretly stuffed the two children with freshly baked chocolate cookies. The cookies exuded a rich chocolate aroma and were crispy and crispy after one bite. The eyes of the two children lit up.
The chef made a shushing gesture to the two of them, indicating that they should eat in secret and not tell others.
Xiao Naibao and Tang Song nestled in the chef's corner, eating biscuits and enjoying themselves.
"What are you eating? Why don't you call me?" A lazy voice sounded from above the two children.
Xiao Naibao raised her head and saw Wu Xin's face. She called out: "Second Senior Brother."
Then he gave Wu Xin a chocolate chip cookie from the small plate next to him, which was regarded as hush money.
Tang Song was a little nervous. His sister said that her senior brother was very good at fighting.
He was afraid that his sister's senior brother would beat him.
Wu Xin took the cookie from Xiao Nai Bao, put it in his mouth and took a bite. His eyes lit up. He squatted next to Xiao Nai Bao and said, "It's delicious."
As he said that, he finished the cookie in a few seconds and then reached out to the little milk bag: "One more piece."
Little Milk Bun: "The last piece, the chef uncle only gave us six pieces."
Wuxin: "Okay."
He took another cookie and ate it happily without any intention.
Tang Song took the half-eaten cookie and stared blankly at Wu Xin who was eating happily.
Wu Xin exclaimed while eating the cookie: "It would be perfect with a glass of chocolate milk."
Hearing this, Tang Song couldn't help but interject: "Yes, I feel the same way."
Wuxin turned around and looked at Xiaopangdun with a smile, "Then let's have a drink."
So, Little Fatty asked for chocolate milk, and the chef happily made them three cups.
One child and one child squatted in the corner, each holding warm chocolate milk in their hands. The autumn breeze was slightly cool, and the warm chocolate milk warmed the heart and soul.
The little milk bag took a sip and let out a comfortable sigh. The cookie and chocolate milk felt really good.
With the opportunity of chocolate milk, Wuxin successfully talked with Tang Song.
He doesn't care to talk too much and is willing to make friends, no matter how big or small. As long as you say one sentence to him, he can say ten sentences.
The older one and the younger one had a great time chatting, and soon they started to call each other brothers and sisters, and they just had to burn incense and say sworn vows.
Tang Song asked the question that was on his mind, asking Wu Xin if he was very good at fighting, and if he could fight one against two.
Wu Xin took a sip of chocolate milk and raised her chin slightly, "I can beat ten."
"Wow!" Tang Song looked at Wu Xin's shining eyes, full of admiration, "Then can you teach me to fight?"
Wu Xin looked at him when he heard the words, put down the milk in his hand and said, "Come, let me see how your bones are."
When Tang Song heard this, he immediately stopped drinking milk and stood up to let him see.
Wu Xin pressed his shoulder, touched his back, and said with a serious expression, "He has good bones. He is a good young man for practicing martial arts."
Tang Song: "Really?"
He quickly asked: "Then can you accept me as your disciple?"
Wu Xin answered simply: "No."
