My mother is a daughter, and my uncle and brother line up to spoil me

"Hey, didn't you go to the Bai family's banquet? Why did you come back so early?"

The fourth brother Li Hao, who finished work early, was nestling in the sofa, playing games when he heard the sound of the door, he raised his head and asked in doubt.

"Forget it, the young master of the Bai family passed out again."

The boss, Li Feng, pinched the corners of his brows that ached.

"I'm going, fainted at the banquet?"

The gossip factor of the fourth brother Li Hao exploded: "Is there any opportunity?"

After all, it's no secret in the upstream circle that the young master of the Bai family will faint from time to time.

"No, the child seems to have some strange disease."

The boss, Li Feng, thought about it and said, "It's really distressing."

A child of Bai Lingye's age should be carefree, but the little boy is always haunted by illness.

Thinking about it this way, the little boy's unreasonable arrogance doesn't seem to be a big problem.

"Meow~"

Xiaobai opened his eyes in bewilderment, and then he let go of the duck and rubbed against the little guy.

"Yuan Bao~ I miss you so much."

Seeing Xiaobai after waking up, Xiao Yuanbao was very pleasantly surprised, then bent down to hold Xiaobai in his arms, and kissed Xiaobai's little head.

The tone was childish and a little coquettish.

"Xiaobai, I miss you too, you have been asleep for a long time."

Xiao Bai meowed suspiciously, then raised his head to look at the little guy's face.

"Have I slept for a long time?"

"Yes, yes, you must have slept for at least 12345 for many, many days."

The children seem to have one thing in common, that is, they like to talk nonsense.

Listening to the nonsense that the little guy said, Xiao Bai fell into deep thought.

"But I feel like I just fell asleep."

Xiao Bai then stretched in Yuan Bao's arms and kicked his legs.

"But this sleep made me so tired."

"It's like never resting."

"Does Xiaobai want to sleep a little longer?"

The topic that originally revolved around the young master of the Bai family was directly transferred to Xiao Bai.

"No, I miss you so much."

Xiaobai rubbed against the little guy's leg, coquettishly.

"Yuan Bao."

The fourth brother Li Hao looked greedily at the little guy who had no problem talking to Xiao Bai.

"Can you be an interpreter for me? I also want to talk to Xiaobai."

The fourth brother, Li Hao, even thought angrily, why this kind of special skill can't be used by a handsome guy like him?

Naturally, there is nothing that cannot be granted to this request.

"What should I tell your uncle?"

On the contrary, it made Xiao Bai a little confused, and the whole cat's face showed a little resistance.

"Should I praise him for being a handsome guy?"

"Pfft."

Yuan Bao laughed out loud.

Immediately afterwards, he corrected Xiaobai solemnly.

"Uncle was originally a handsome guy."

This kind of topic that only one person and one cat understands makes the adults here a little stunned.

"Yuanbao, Yuanbao, act as an interpreter for uncle, what is Xiaobai talking about?"

The fourth brother Li Hao couldn't understand Xiao Bai's cat language at all.

At this moment, scratching his head, he waited for the little guy to be an interpreter.

"Uncle Xiaobai Kua is a handsome uncle."

Yuan Bao said without blinking his eyes.

The fourth brother, Li Hao, laughed all over the place and said, "Our Xiaobai has to be the most discerning!"

Don't say it, really don't say it, it's the first time in my life that I saw a cat speechless.

"Yuan Bao."

Originally squatting quietly in place, Xiao Bai, who let his elder brother Li Hao ravage him, suddenly spoke.

"I feel like I've lost part of my memory."

Xiao Bai recalled with a little pain: "During the period of my deep sleep, I seem to have a memory."

It repeatedly confirmed like a little guy: "Are you sure I haven't woken up? Or did I not fall from a high altitude and lose part of my memory?"

"..." When the little guy was watching soap operas by himself and was full of persecution paranoia, Yuan Bao didn't feel that soap operas were harmful.

But when Xiaobai, a cat, has persecution paranoia, she really thinks that soap operas are harmful to people and cats.

"Xiaobai was always on the sofa when he was sleeping, and I hugged you well."

Yuan Bao raised his finger seriously and raised it above his head.

"When I go back to the bedroom, I will also put Xiaobai in the cat litter in the bedroom."

"I can swear that Xiaobai was never hurt by the fall."

Xiaobai sighed, and supported the cat's head with his front left paw.

"Then why do I always feel like I'm missing some memories?"

Could it be that he was asleep for too long?

Let it have some unclear time?

******

Kyoto Kindergarten.

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

"Yuan Bao."

Seventh brother Li Yuanwen put down the paintbrush in his hand, with a helpless expression on his face.

"You already sighed 97 times this morning, what's the matter?"

Yuan Bao raised his head pitifully, and supported his head with his small hands.

"Am I stupid? Brother Seven!?"

During this period of time, my five uncles who needed people to worry about finally calmed down. Before the little guy could breathe a sigh of relief, his own affairs surfaced.

"Why did Yuan Bao say that?"

Seventh brother Li Yuanwen was very serious, listening to his sister seriously.

"I even wrote my own name so ugly."

The little guy pursed his mouth and took out a ball of paper from his palm.

The paper ball has been ravaged by the little guy.

It took a lot of effort for the little boy to open the ball of paper, and it was densely written on it, all of which were the names of the little guy.

Li Jiayuan.

The crooked characters, from the strokes at the beginning to the dances behind.

It can even be seen that the writer is upset.

"This is......"

"Ms. Strawberry said that you should write neatly."

Teacher Strawberry is the teacher in the kindergarten who is responsible for teaching children how to write.

"But why are the words I write all twisted?"

The little boy encountered the biggest difficulty in his life.

How do you comfort your frustrated sister?

"this......"

"I can't blame you for this, it's because you have too many strokes in your name."

After hearing his brother's comfort, the little guy was not happy, but even more dejected.

"But my brother also has a lot of strokes. Why are you writing neatly?"

"Why do my characters crawl like a dog?"

"Why did my mother give me a stroke? So many names?"

"Can't I be called Li Yiyi?"

"Forehead......"

Although I really don't want to hurt Xiao Yuanbao.

"But sister, Li has enough strokes."

In other words, no matter how simple the little guy's name is, this surname alone is enough for her to write for a long time.

"Ugh!"

Why are there so many surnames in the world?