Chapter 924 I really want to…

   Chapter 924 I really want to…

  Tuobayao didn’t expect to meet Meng Zhuqing, so she was stunned for a while, and then she heard Meng Zhuqing call her the county master very respectfully. She didn’t say anything and went straight out of the house.

The moment    passed by, the hearts of both of them were aching, and they were in pain.

   And both of them have only one sentence in their hearts: You have to be good.

   Meng Zhuqing saw that Tuobayao walked straight past, afraid of being seen by others, he didn’t stop for a long time, and quickly continued to go in to find Xiao Changyi.

   I don’t even take my head back.

  Tuobayao turned around. When she left Prince Yi’s Mansion and passed by the big stone lion in front of Prince Yi’s Mansion, she turned her head slightly and looked back, but she didn’t stop.

  Meng Zhuqing came to the main courtyard where Xiao Changyi and Jing Jing lived. When he saw Xiao Changyi and Jing Jing, he knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists and said, “Master, Madam, this subordinate is back.”

  Xiao Changyi and Jingjing are leading four little guys in the yard. Xiao Changyi and Jingjing haven’t spoken yet. When the four little guys see Meng Zhuqing wearing a mask, they are all curiously approaching Meng Zhuqing with their short legs.

   “Hey, who is this uncle? I’ve never seen it before.” An Yiqing asked curiously.

   “I also want a mask like an uncle, look good.” An Yiyun was very excited. “Yun’er also wants to have one.”

  Su Yixing raised her little face and looked at the mask on Meng Zhuqing’s face. While evaluating whether the mask was valuable, she said in a milky voice, “This mask is not very valuable, fourth brother, you should not want it.”

  Su Yijing didn’t say anything. Instead, he grabbed Meng Zhuqing, who was kneeling on one knee and clasped his fists, with one small hand. He stood on tiptoe, and the other small hand grabbed the mask on Meng Zhuqing’s face.

   Meng Zhuqing tilted his head and avoided it, preventing Su Yijing from grabbing the mask on his face. He was afraid that if the mask was caught, it would scare his four little masters.

  Su Yijing was immediately unhappy, so he tried harder to grab the mask on Meng Zhuqing’s face. Wherever Meng Zhuqing’s face slanted, his little hand chased it.

   Meng Zhuqing: “…”

  An Jing hurried forward and hugged Su Yijing, lest Su Yijing grab the mask on Meng Zhuqing’s face again.

   “Get up.” At the same time, Quiet asked Meng Zhuqing to get up.

   Meng Zhuqing then stood up.

“Jing’er, Xing’er, Qing’er, Yun’er, I haven’t seen each other for more than four months, right? You don’t know your Uncle Zhuqing? This is your Uncle Zhuqing, who used to play with you all the time. An Jing pointed at Meng Zhuqing and said to the four little guys.

   “Uncle Zhuqing?” It was difficult for the four little guys to equate this masked man with their Uncle Zhuqing.

   Jingjing saw it, and said again: “Your uncle Zhuqing’s face was injured, so he wore a mask.”

As soon as An Yiyun heard that it was their Uncle Zhuqing, he stretched out his small hand to pull Meng Zhuqing’s trouser legs, raised his face, and asked in a milky voice, “Uncle Zhuqing, can you give Yun’er the mask? Yun I really want to.”

   The four children are two years and four months old. They can talk a lot and express their thoughts very well.

As soon as Meng Zhuqing heard An Yiyun’s words, he bent over, lightly grabbed An Yiyun’s two shoulders with both hands, and said very patiently, “Uncle can’t give it to you, uncle has a wound on his face, it will scare you. If you want, I’ll ask someone to make one for you another day.”

  An Yiyun bit her fingers, her bony eyes showing persistence, “But Yun’er just wants Uncle Zhuqing, the one you’re wearing now…”

   (end of this chapter)