The eyes of the Hong family all lit up.
Mrs. Hong almost snatched the baby from the nanny's arms and rushed to little Lingbao.
"Little miss, please take a look and ask your brother to stop crying, okay..." As soon as she spoke, tears flowed down, "Auntie, please..."
Little Lingbao yawned loudly and rested his head lazily on Ling Xuanyan's shoulder: "It's so noisy..."
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but as soon as she finished speaking, the baby's cries, which were loud just now, suddenly became quieter.
"It works! It really works!" The Hong family was overjoyed.
Ling Xuanyan carried little Lingbao to the Hong family's baby. Little Lingbao stretched his neck to take a look, and patted the longevity lock on the baby's chest, "Are you still crying? If you cry again, I'll spank your little butt!"
The baby's cry stopped abruptly.
Within two seconds, I fell asleep with steady breathing...
This miraculous situation made the Hong family not only happy but also shocked.
"This," Xiao Lingbao pointed to the longevity lock, "was dug out of the ground, and there is a little brother living in it. He is most afraid of night, thunder and rain."
The Hong family had goosebumps all over their bodies.
Without Xiao Lingbao's instructions, he directly took the thing off the baby's neck.
But such a longevity lock is difficult to throw away and difficult to pick up.
Among the Hong family, only Hong Lao Da dared to mention it because he was a man. He and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.
"Well, Miss Ling, do you think how to deal with this?"
The Hong family will never look for Master Huang again.
What a ghost master!
They actually put something dug out of a grave on their baby!
What a bad intention!
Little Lingbao casually stretched out his hand and said happily: "Give it to me."
Boss Hong quickly handed the longevity lock to Xiao Lingbao's hand carefully and respectfully.
Little Lingbao picked up the longevity lock and couldn't hold it back: "Ah!"
She rubbed her little nose and complained: "What does this smell like..."
Not to mention the Hong family, even the Ling family looked at little Lingbao's actions with fear.
When she sneezed, Ling Yixi almost jumped up on the spot.
Fortunately, Ling Xuanyan was steady enough and still held Little Lingbao firmly without changing his expression.
"You have a cold?" A voice came from outside, "It's so late, why isn't little Lingbao still sleeping? What does it smell like? Is the greedy cat hungry and wants to eat?"
The fifth child, Ling Wenyang, walked in.
He had just finished an operation and rushed back from the hospital.
"This is..." Not only was little Lingbao still awake, but the people in the room also made him look askance.
"Uncle Bian Que!" Xiao Lingbao raised the longevity lock in his hand, "What does this smell like?"
Ling Wenyang was a little embarrassed. He smiled and explained to the Hong family: "My little Lingbao likes to give his uncle nicknames..."
Call him Bian Que, the miracle doctor.
Sorry, I'm just pretending.
He is proud!
Ling Wenyang took the longevity lock, smelled it casually, and immediately frowned: "Ether?"
"Ether!"
The Hong family was about to explode, "Um, are you sure it's ether?"
Ether is a controlled anesthetic!
"It's ether. The pungent smell is unmistakable. It's almost evaporated, but you can still smell it a little. Take a whiff." He also handed the longevity lock to the Hong family.
Hong family... Thank you very much.
Who dares to pick up this terrible thing?
Looking at everyone who was avoiding them like a scourge, Ling Wenyang looked confused and looked around: "What's wrong?"
He raised his hand and the Hong family retreated with a roar.
"This dose is useless to us adults. What are you hiding from? Isn't there any poison on it?" Ling Wenyang sniffed again, "There shouldn't be..."
Everyone looked at him with expressions of "admiration for the warrior".
Uncle Bian Que was completely confused.
The Hong family also brought a doctor, who, based on a materialistic scientific outlook, bravely came over and waved and smelled it.
"It's ether," he confirmed Ling Wenyang's judgment. "This dose is useless for adults, but..."
He couldn't help but look at the sleeping baby in the nanny's arms.
"Wow! No wonder I smelled something strange when Master Huang was doing it during the day!" Mrs. Hong reacted, "I was still a little dizzy at the time! It turns out that he gave my sweet grandson an anesthetic in the afternoon!"
As soon as Xiao Lingbao left, Master Huang found that he couldn't suppress the baby's crying. In order to save face, he could only use this underhanded method.
"I should have used it at night. The ether evaporates very quickly. If I had used it during the day, I would definitely not smell it anymore." The doctor understood what had happened.
"My poor grandson." The baby stopped crying, but Mrs. Hong was about to cry.
How blind are the Hong family members to find such an evil master!
Fortunately, he met the young lady of the Ling family, otherwise their third generation heir would have died in infancy.
"Miss Ling, our baby was born weak and sickly. Can you take a look at it?" The Hong family even used honorifics, "Also, does that lock have any bad effects..."
The baby has been wearing it for two months.
My health did improve when I first put it on, but who knew it would turn out to be a death-inducing ghost charm!
The adults on both sides simply sat down and let the Hong family hold the baby and show it to little Lingbao.
"Well..." Little Lingbao quickly came to a conclusion, "Actually, I can't see anything. But my brother is very cute. If I draw him a SpongeBob SquarePants and stick it on his clothes, he will be fine. "
"Okay, okay!" The Hong family nodded repeatedly.
Not to mention drawing a SpongeBob SquarePants, they didn't even have any objection to drawing a Moth.
The Ling family brought paper and pen, and little Lingbao grabbed the pen like a stick.
First draw a square head on the paper, then draw two round eyes, and then draw four twisted matchsticks...
Hong family: "..."
If I hadn't seen Xiao Lingbao's spirit with my own eyes.
Who would believe that such a graffiti by a three-year-old child could be a magic weapon to ward off evil and support Yang?
"Brother, it will be better after a week. If it doesn't get better in the future, you can use it again." Xiao Lingbao ordered matter-of-factly.
Mrs. Hong took the palm-sized piece of paper respectfully and whispered to her son: "Frame it first..."
No one expected that such an indiscernible graffiti would later become a family heirloom of the Hong family.
Of course, this is something.
"Well, we, the Hong family, have an unkind request." Boss Hong was more thoughtful, "Can my baby recognize Miss Ling as a sister?"
Mr. Ling did not agree immediately, but just looked at little Lingbao.
Little Lingbao yawned and leaned back into Ling Xuanyan's arms.
"No need, Ling Bao is sleepy..."
The Hong family thought that Ling Bao was still young and didn't understand what it meant to be a sister, so they were about to say more.
"Little Lingbao said no, so no need." Mr. Ling refused with a smile, "Ling Bao has the final say on these matters in our family."
The Hong family therefore did not dare to ask for anything more.
"By the way, please don't tell anyone about this matter tonight." Mr. Ling said again.
"Yes!" Ling Bao had already closed his eyes, but he became more energetic after hearing this, "It won't work if you say it!"
