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

Chapter 402 Dad, look, I can’t read

Song Jiyuan always spoke very little, and without waiting for him to express any opinions, the family was already busy. Even the little girl who was chatting with him just now got off the kang and packed her little baggage.

"Dad, are you going to buy a house? But I have a lot of houses here?" Xingxing ran towards his house and shouted to Song Weiguo.

However, the Song family was busy right now, and Song Weiguo didn't even hear what Xingxing said.

Xingxing stood at the door of the house and watched the family busy at work. She chuckled and ran to clean up while humming a little tune.

Song Jiyuan was left resting on the kang: "..."

Does his father always make decisions so casually?Why haven't I discovered it before?

Although he was preparing to pack his things, once he started packing, Xingxing realized that he had too many things.There are so many pairs of small shoes that it feels like even two big baskets can’t hold them.

"Uncle Gui, my wife and I are going out for two days. Please take care of the house during these two days." Song Weiguo and Jiang Wan had simply packed their things and were ready to go.

As soon as she heard that the two of them were leaving for Xichuan, Xingxing immediately threw away her little shoes and ran out. Halfway through the rush, she remembered her Butoudou and turned back to pack her Butoudou. .

"Dad, wait for me." Xingxing chased after him carrying a cloth bag carrying small flowers. In the yard, Song Weiguo and his wife stopped and squatted down in front of Xingxing.

Song Weiguo touched his daughter's little crotch and said in a gentle voice: "What kind of yard do you like Xingxing? Buy a bigger one? Then we can bring Amao and the others there."

Xingxing nodded his head first, and then started shaking his head.

"Xingxing, don't you want to go to Xichuan?" Jiang Wan asked doubtfully.

Xingxing shook her little head, then she suddenly lowered her head and started to pull at her Butoudou.

Halfway through the process, the little girl remembered that she didn't know many characters, so she didn't understand the address and area on it, so she simply handed the small floral cloth bag directly to Song Weiguo.

Looking at the little floral cloth, the couple were a little confused.

"Dad, look, I can't read..." Xingxing took two steps forward, leaned her chubby little body into Jiang Wan's arms, and stared at Song Weiguo eagerly with her big eyes.

Song Weiguo took the Budoudou in a daze. He glanced down. The next second, he suddenly stood up and said coldly to Song Zhao who was still feeding the donkey: "Dad, please come in."

Song Zhao was feeding the donkey leisurely when he suddenly heard Song Weiguo's serious voice. He said with disapproval, "What are you doing so loudly? Didn't you see me feeding the donkey?"

"Are you coming in???" Mrs. Song walked out of the house and yelled at him.

Song Zhao muttered a few words in a low voice, then put down the carrot in his hand and walked into the house.

On the kang, Song Jiyuan was still leaning there with his eyes closed and concentrating. Song Weiguo shouted angrily, and the whole family sat together. He woke up and crawled into Song Jichen's arms with a small face. He looked at Song Weiguo seriously, with his back straight.

"Tell me, explain." Song Weiguo pushed a pile of house deeds onto the table.

Song Zhao, who was originally careless, suddenly turned his head and glared at the little girl who was grabbing Xiao Lailao.

(End of this chapter)