Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Listening to his brother's words, the expression on Wu Ling's face was a little suspicious, this kind of expression belonged to the kind of person who believed 99% and was still one meter away in the end.

Because at this time he still has a question in his heart.

He took his small ice cream spoon in his mouth, rubbed it forward, looked down at his brother, and asked with an extremely complicated expression:

"But I remember that when I was a child, I was called Uncle Yun and Auntie, and Uncle Yun also responded, the most important thing is why when I call Aunt Aunt, none of you correct me?"

Hearing this question, Wu pointed his finger and was a little silent.

Although he knew why, it was really a difficult question to answer.

It can't be said that it was because everyone thought you were small at the time and deliberately teased you.

Wu Xian felt that he said it so bluntly, the face of his little ancestor must have wrinkled into a small bun.

He thought about it in his heart for a while, then changed his mind and said to Wu Ling:

"Xiao Ling, let me ask you, if one day our relatives bring a child to play, that child is very small, and he looks white and cute. "

That kid liked him very much as soon as he saw our third uncle, wearing a small diaper and carrying a doll, he ran over, and then happily hugged our third uncle's thigh and praised him and said, Sister, you are so beautiful, can I marry you when I grow up? How will you react at this time?"

Hearing this question, Wu Ling blinked his eyes and said without hesitation:

" I will take a video and send it to Moments, after all, this is the black history of the third uncle, which is not easy to come by.

Wu Xian: "......"

When he heard this answer, he looked at Wu Ling with some tears and laughter.

Yes, this answer is very Wu Ling.

"Then apart from this reaction, what will be your mood?" Wu

Ling tilted his head and thought about it when he heard this.

If this scene was really staged in reality, and his third uncle was hugged by a little milk doll and shouted to his sister, then the expression on his third uncle's face should have been particularly ugly at that time, as if he had eaten the ashes at the bottom of the pot.

Wu Ling thought of the stiff expression on his third uncle's face, as if he had eaten a big bitter gourd, and wanted to giggle in his heart.

Just ask, the old fox with a beard and a big waist is recognized as a young lady, and the little milk baby also said to the old fox, Can I marry you when I grow up

? Dare to ask this scene, who can hold back not laughing?

Anyway, Wu Ling can't.

He bared his teeth and grinned, "Of course it feels novel and funny, that kid is very silly, and people want to tease him."

Hearing this, Wu slanted a deep glance at him, snapped his fingers and said

, "That's right,

it is estimated that the third uncle also had this idea at that time." "

Huh?"

Hearing this, the smile on Wu Ling's face froze.

He blinked his big eyes, pointed to his nose, gasped, and said in disbelief

: "Brother, the doll you said can't be me, right

?" "Who else could there be?" Wu raised his eyebrows and looked at him funny:

"

It's just that little fool of you, who was able to mistake people for girls at that time, and also hugged people's thighs, and said softly to people in front of other people's objects, Auntie, you look so good.

"Not only that, but you also drill other people's quilts every night, touch other people's snakes, eat other people's food, let people change your diapers, and sometimes you little bean Ding even let people bathe you.

Listening to his brother's words, the expression on Wu Ling's face became more and more sluggish, and the hair on his head trembled

: "Really

?" "Of course it's true" Wu looked up at him with a slightly ridiculous expression:

"You forgot?"

At that time, when you went to drill someone's quilt with Sancun Ding, not only did you let Uncle Yun hold you, but you also asked Uncle Feng to sing a lullaby to you. "

On the big night, Uncle Feng's broken copper and iron voice is pinching the sound to sing you a lullaby, and the whining in our yard is all his voice, just like a ghost singing. "

That day, our third uncle happened to go back to live in the old house, and when he heard this sound, he thought about the haunting, and rushed here with the hooves of the black donkey, and almost didn't drop himself upside down.

Speaking of this, Wu Xian recalled the scene at that time, smacked his lips, and sighed.

It was winter that day, and when his third uncle crossed the threshold, his toes slipped and fell directly on the threshold, and his front teeth almost didn't knock off.

However, it didn't matter if he fell, it was two people who suffered.

Because when he fell, he just ran to Uncle Yun's house.

The black donkey's hooves in his hand directly smashed into the top of Uncle Feng's brain in a very perfect parabola.

This time directly smashed Uncle Feng's brain melon seeds down, and almost didn't smash it into a concussion.

When Wu Xian listened to Uncle Yun talk about this matter, the expression on his face was that he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and his lungs hurt.

Sympathy is true, but so is funny.

He looked at his own brother who was stunned in front of him with a smile in his eyes, and reached out to pinch his foot, trying to wake up this bear child who had some brain down:

"Little ancestor, do you remember this?"

Wu Ling blinked blankly, he sniffed, and originally wanted to refute the quibble.

But I don't know why, when my brother said these words, those memories of the beginning were automatically played in his mind.

And it's an ultra-clear version of the memory, and even the sound is bringed.

He remembered in his mind that when he was a child, he was indeed holding a dog and sneakily pushing open a door.

The room is not big, but it is very well equipped, full of traces of life, and there are two people lying on the bed.

One is emaciated, the other is strong, and the two sleep under the same bed.

After Xiao Wu Ling pushed open the door, he seemed to be extremely familiar with the structure of the room, and climbed onto the bed with his little short legs along the stool next to him.

He first climbed onto the stout man, and then squeezed from the stout man into the arms of the man he was holding in his arms.

Then he kicked his calf, directly separated the two people sleeping in a quilt, and reached out to pull the long hair of the emaciated man with the puppy, and slurred and dozed off in less than five minutes.

The emaciated man kissed him gently on the face after he fell asleep, then pressed his chin to his forehead, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

And the puppy in Wu Ling's arms, as well as the black snake wrapped around the arm of the emaciated figure, also fell asleep at the same time.

Only the somewhat sturdy man next to him was left, looking at them helplessly and amusedly, and he pulled the quilt aggrievedly and fell asleep.

In fact, the two people lying on the bed woke up when he pushed the door.

The man who was a little emaciated, when Xiao Wu Ling pushed the door in, looked at him with a smile in his eyes, pointed to the specially arranged stool next to him and beckoned to him.

And the sturdy man also moved extremely skillfully and naturally after Xiao Wu Ling came in, and stuffed a soft small pillow next to him between the two big pillows.

Those two people seemed to be extremely familiar with the operation of Xiao Wu Ling's late-night visit.

After Wu Ling got into the quilt of the two and separated them.

One skillfully patted him on the back and coaxed him to sleep, and the other was also extremely skillful and carried another quilt from the side to cover his body, humming a somewhat ugly lullaby in his mouth, and touching his head with his palm to coax him to sleep.

Wu Ling: "......"

doesn't have many memories, but there are enough toes to pick the ground and hair to blow up.

Was he so wild when he was a child?

He even dared to drill into other people's quilts, and he still drilled with a dog.

He hasn't been killed until now, and his life was really hard when he was a child.