Three-year-old Little Dragon: I'm the Pampered Darling in the Villain's House

Chapter 343 This is Xingxing secretly sending Dahei back to deliver a message!
When Song Zhao and Song Weiguo were talking, Xingxing stared at them in disbelief.

"Dad, I didn't say I wanted to study. It's already very hard for me to go to elementary school every day." Xingxing groaned.

Mrs. Song nodded her head angrily, and said angrily: "I think you just want to play with mud all day long, Ayuan, you are not allowed to prepare those good mud for Xingxing in the future. "

Song Zhao on the side seemed to be stimulated by the little cub's words. He puffed his beard and said with eyes wide open: "You would rather play in the mud than learn medicine?"

"How boring." Xingxing complained in a low voice. She didn't think of him as her godbrother. He had become a little nerd. He spent all day reading herbal medicine books and didn't play with her anymore.

"After school tomorrow, just wait at home for me." Song Zhao snorted coldly and walked to the Yang's house in the west of the village with his hands behind his back. He still lives in the Yang's house.

"What are you waiting for?" Xingxing asked in confusion.

"Wait until I teach you how to play with mud." Song Zhao sneered.

After Song Zhao left, Mrs. Song began to stare at Song Weiguo again.

"Mom, do you want to wake up and be fed dumb pills again next time? There are always times when we can't take care of you." Song Weiguo said as he walked into the yard: "I observed Song Zhao, and his medical skills are surprisingly wild. I guess he is On Penglai Island, the best of hundreds of schools have been combined to create a school of its own, so there is no harm in letting Xingxing learn more."

"So, are you really teaching me to play with mud? Or are you going to pinch dumb pills?" Xingxing was being carried away by Song Weiguo. She kicked her short legs and asked curiously.

"It should be like pinching dumb pills." Song Weiguo replied.

Song Jiyuan, who was following behind, frowned. Will his mud lose favor from now on?

"Brother, give me all your mud, and I'll make mud balls to shoot with the slingshot." Xuan Xuan said, pulling Song Jiyuan's sleeve.

Song Jiyuan kicked the person away.

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On this day, Li Chengqian took Yuanbao home, but Yuanbao kept running in the direction of the Song family. Seeing this, Li Chengqian remembered that he had not seen Pang Dundun for a long time.

Could this be the result of learning to become depressed?
At a young age, I learned too much and couldn’t digest it. "Are you awake?" Just as he followed Yuan Bao into the courtyard of the Song family, he saw Xuan Xuan and asked Xuan Xuan's clothes.

"It's on the mountain." Xuanxuan said with a natural look: "In the thatched cottage next to our pond."

"Why did you put her in the thatched hut? To accompany that big tortoise?" Li Chengqian frowned.

"No, my grandma is recuperating in the thatched house. Old Man Song also went there. By the way, she also brought Xingxing with her." Xuanxuan also explained to Li Chengqian seriously: "Take Xingxing to Tuandubawan ”

"They said my parents were too doting on their children and couldn't learn well, so they took Xingxing away."

"You didn't stop me?" Li Chengqian frowned.

"He gave too much." Xuan Xuan gestured toward Li Chengqian like a banknote.

At this moment, Dahei emerged from the grass nearby, and its big turtle shell seemed to have a crying face painted with soapstone.

This looks like Xingxing’s handiwork.

Apparently this was a secret message sent by Dahei.

"The paintings drawn by Xingxing are uglier than the ones you drew." Xuanxuan clicked his tongue and said in disgust.

Li Chengqian: "???"

Xingxing is no longer your family, right? ?

If this were to happen before, if Xingxing painted shit on it, you all would have to go over and smell it! !

(End of this chapter)