It's bad! The cub raised in the space met the prince and called him daddy

Chapter 110: Wild Child Without a Father

Watching the cute children playing happily,

Aunt Zhao in the corridor had already laughed so hard that her teeth were showing.

"Madam, how come our young master and young lady know everything when they talk and walk? They even know how to use words from operas. They are so smart."

Fang Qingge was already very happy. Who doesn't like to hear their child praised for being smart? !

She smiled and said,

"Madam Zhao, it's all thanks to your cooking. Our child is well-nourished!"

"Is it really like that?" Surprised, Madam Zhao smiled even more happily.

*

At this time, the little pepper, who was hit by his brother's snowball, pouted his little mouth and acted cutely, shouting loudly for his mother.

"Mother, go and beat my brother. Go and beat my brother!"

The brother Xiao Bajiao, who knew that he had hit his sister hard with a snowball, stood beside the snowman he had built, covered his mouth with his hands, and laughed as he shouted:

"I'm sorry, sister! I missed it."

Fang Qingge was amused by these two cute little babies, but she still said with a straight face:

"Bajiao, what did your mother tell you? Your sister is a girl and you should be more considerate of her. Have you forgotten it again?"

When Little Bajiao heard this, he pouted and shouted unhappily:

"I've already apologized. I said it was a mistake! Oh! Women are so troublesome. I'm going to find the butler."

After saying that, he spread out his short legs and ran to the front yard.

Nanny Sun followed behind and kept shouting,

"Hey, young master, please slow down a little bit so you don't fall down."

Xiao Bajiao suddenly stopped and turned around and said,

"Nurse, go back and don't follow me."

"this…"

"Cuihua, it's fine for him to go to the outer courtyard by himself, so don't follow him."

Fang Qingge called out to Nanny Sun with relief.

"Okay, then I'll go make steamed egg custard for the young masters."

Having said that, he went to the kitchen.

*

Fang Qingge watched her naughty son run away and had to coax her little daughter.

"I don't know who this child takes after. How can he be as obedient as his mother's little cotton-padded jacket?"

When Xiao Huajiao pouted her lips and was about to cry, she heard her mother praise her for being more obedient than her brother. A flower-like smile instantly blossomed on her pretty face, and she said cutely,

"Mother, I'll be obedient. I'm your sweet and caring little cotton-padded jacket. Hehehe..."

Aunt Zhao said with even more distress:

"My dear, the young lady is the cutest. Let's go inside and warm up."

"Yes, Madam Zhao, you are the cutest."

"Hahaha…"

Little Pepper's sweet mouth made the people in the inner courtyard smile. They no longer had any worries or unhappiness.

*

Fang Qingge smiled, and suddenly thought of her son's smug little face when he said "We won" just now. She was dazed for a moment, as if she saw the shadow of Brother An.

She rubbed her eyes and thought to herself that she was so busy that she was confused. Why did everyone she looked at remind her of her old friends?

It’s been almost a year now, and I wonder if Brother An still remembers the three of them, mother and son?

Fang Qingge thought, if they meet again, he might not even recognize Brother An? Look, everyone looks like him now!

I felt a little funny, but also a little uncomfortable.

Fang Qingge then suppressed his thoughts and went back into the house.

**

outer court,

Little Bajiao ran over with a loud and childish voice, which made Zhang Bo, the housekeeper, and the servant drop their brooms and rush over.

"Young Master, please slow down, the road is slippery."

"Hello, Grandpa Zhang! Hello, Uncle Dali! I came to say hello as soon as I got up this morning!"

Little Bajiao told lies without blushing or beating his heart.

Zhang, the housekeeper, was so moved and happy that his face was covered with wrinkles. He kept saying,

"All right, young master! All right with us every day."

Dali squatted down his strong and muscular body and asked:

"Young Master, you are going to grow up quickly. I will teach you martial arts with all my strength, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, okay. I'll learn from you and also from Grandpa Zhang."

"Good boy, what a good boy..."

Zhang Bo happily held little Bajiao's hand and couldn't help laughing.

*

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by two childish voices.

"Brother, Bajiao brother, open the door! We are here to play with you!"

"Oh? Uncle Dali, open the door quickly. Wang Yichen and Qi Dongyang are here."

"Okay, Master."

The door creaked open.

Two little kids walked in with a swagger. They were none other than the two four-year-old boys from their neighbors, the Wang family and the Qi family.

"Hello, Uncle Dali!"

Both children learned from Xiao Bajiao.

Ever since Aunt Fang's two babies could talk and walk, they have become the envy of every family in Hou'er Hutong.

Of course, Fang Qingge rarely takes the child out.

She has always kept in mind what Brother An once said: "A tall tree attracts the wind." Her motto now is to be cautious in what she says and does.

"Hello, Grandpa Zhang!"

Butler Zhang looked at the sensible children greeting one of his servants, and smiled so much that his old face blossomed. He said,

"Hello, young masters. Be careful not to slip. Grandpa will go and sweep the snow right away!"

Butler Zhang smiled and quickly picked up the broom to start cleaning.

*

Dali looked at the three dolls in front of him with a silly smile, rubbing his hands with joy.

Wang Yichen looked like Captain Wang, tall, strong, and cute with his chubby face. He looked up and said:

"Uncle Dali, go and sweep the snow! We can just play with Brother Bajiao."

"Uncle Dali, we have a nanny here, just go and work!"

The fair, thin and handsome boy is Qi Dongyang from the family of Qi Imperial Physician.

"Okay, okay, you guys talk, I won't be an eyesore here anymore."

Dali chuckled and picked up the broom to sweep the snow.

*

At the gate,

"Wang Yichen, Qi Dongyang, let's go have a snowball fight?"

"Mmmmm, okay."

"Brother Bajiao, where are we going to fight?"

Little Bajiao tilted his head, looked at the little brothers who were a head taller than him, thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up and said:

"Shall we go play some jungle on the slope in my backyard?"

"Brother Bajiao, what is jungle?"

"It's just a game of tag! Uncle Dali, go make a big snowball for us. We want to play."

"Okay, young master. I'll go right away." Dali took the broom and ran away.

"Ahhhh... Let's go! Let's go!"

The three little kids were also excitedly preparing to go to the backyard.

*

Just at this time,

“Stop…”

A child's voice with a strong and gruff voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Wait for me...wait for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large cannonball came rushing towards him from the alley with a whoosh sound.

"I'll play with you too."

When Xiao Bajiao saw the person coming, he frowned and shouted:

"Niu Pangdun, you are not welcome in our home. Get out."

"Why? I'm going to play with them two. Not with you."

"Hmph! Not in my house. Get out."

"I won't leave. I just won't leave. Lululu, you are a wild child without a father and you dare to yell at me.

Humph! I just won’t leave. I’ll make you mad!”

The six-and-a-half-year-old Niu Pangdun shook his head and made faces, sticking out his tongue and making provocative sounds at Xiao Bajiao, who was almost a head and a half shorter than him.

The little Bajiao was not afraid at all of the fat guy who was so much taller than him.

She clenched her fists and suddenly bumped into Fatty Niu's stomach.

**