The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Song Jiao covered her wet hair, blinked, and looked at the little bandit in front of her.

What is he saying?

Xie Chen stepped forward and took back his wolf fur cloak, but did not speak.

Song Jiao pointed at him, then looked at the wife in charge: "He is the devil of the world..."

Mrs. Xie sighed with a smile, pulled Song Jiao towards her, and tried to explain to her son: "The devil... no, son, this is..."

On Xie Chen's immature face, there was a bored expression that did not match his age: "Mother, send this person back wherever he came from."

Song Jiao touched his nose.It seems that he also said this afternoon.

Madam Xie said again: "Son, isn't this..."

"Mom, I told you I don't want to..."

"Damn child, can you listen to what Wei Niang has to say?" Mrs. Xie grabbed his ear.

There was a crack in the expression on Xie Chen's face: "Oh, mother!"

"Like your grandfather and your father all day long, with a stern face and interrupting me, you think you're handsome, don't you?"

Mrs. Xie dragged him over and pressed him on the couch: "Come here, sit down."

Xie Chen could only sit down on the couch, with Song Jiao.

Mrs. Xie was still twisting his ears: "Your grandfather really spoiled you. The one who looks good is your daughter-in-law. You have a good idea. Mao Mao is my child, not your daughter-in-law, do you understand?"

Xie Chen covered his ears and nodded: "I understand, I understand, mother, let go first."

Mrs. Xie withdrew her hand, clapped her hands, put on a gentle smile, and looked at Song Jiao: "Maomao, are you not scared? He is not good, so Auntie taught him a lesson."

Song Jiao shook her head, smirked and said, "I think it's quite interesting, I haven't seen my mother before."

Mrs. Xie's eyes were wet in an instant, and she pulled him over: "Come on, let's continue to wipe my hair." By the way, she pushed Xie Chen: "I just came back from outside, it's dirty, who told you to come up? Go wash up."

Xie Chen jumped down from the couch: "Mother, obviously you asked me to..."

"Go wash up."

Xie Chen glanced at Song Jiao depressedly, and frowned.

Why does he think this kid looks familiar?

Where has he seen it before?Suddenly can not remember.

Madam Xie patted him: "What are you looking at? Go wash up."

Xie Chen felt strange and glanced at Song Jiao again.Song Jiao ducked back.

Even the backing movement was so familiar, Xie Chen opened his mouth and said, "Mother, I've seen this younger sister before!"

Mrs. Xie made a serious face: "Which eye do you see that he belongs to your sister?"

Only then did Song Jiao realize that he had read wrongly, and before he had time to explain, there was an attendant knocking on the door.

"Madam, we have washed the puppy of Young Master Song."

"Hold in."

Surname Song?Xie Chen suddenly remembered something.

"You! Little black briquettes!"

Song Jiao glared at him, you are the black briquette.

The attendant wrapped the little yellow dog just after taking a bath in a soft cloth, held it in both hands, and walked in respectfully.

Mrs. Xie hugged Song Jiao who was about to take the puppy: "I'll give it to you after they wipe it clean, don't get your clothes wet."

"it is good."

Song Jiao glanced at Xie Chen, he seemed to have been hit hard by something, and he stood still and hadn't recovered.

He even recognized the little black coal ball as a beautiful sister.

Too shameful!

Song Jiao withdrew his gaze and communicated silently with the system: "Tongtong, look, it's that little bandit we met in front of the city gate."

The little yellow dog, who was lying leisurely in the palm of the attendant and enjoying the service, opened his eyes slightly.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, the wet little yellow dog raised his foot and started kicking, splashing water all over his body.

Xie Chen wiped his face, and just as he was about to pounce on the puppy, he was thrown down by another person.

Song Jiao hugged him, and also shook her wet hair and water from his face.

Song Jiao smiled happily.

Xie Chen grew up in a bandit village. He ran up and down with great strength, and soon succeeded in counterattacking.It's a pity that he has no water in his head, so he can't shake the water off Song Jiao's face.

At this time, the little yellow dog also jumped down, scurrying around, barking, trying to help, but every time he accidentally stepped on Song Jiao.

A dogfight, three puppies.

"Wow!" This is the system.

"Wang!" This is Song Jiao.

"Wow woof woof!" This is Xie Chen.

With the assistance of several attendants, Mrs. Xie pulled them away before they rolled out the door together.

Song Jiao's bath was wasted, and Xie Chen just came back from the outside, and it wasn't very clean.

Mrs. Xie looked at the two little ghosts in front of her, shook her head, and said helplessly, "Go take a bath."

The two children carefully got up from the ground, raised their heads, and walked into the room. When they bumped into each other, they looked at each other in disgust, stretched out their hands, and threw each other down again.

Mrs. Xie looked up at the sky: "Wash together, okay?"

The two retracted their hands, said "OK" at the same time, and went in.

Neither of them wanted help from others, Madam Xie waited outside, after waiting for a while, suddenly there was the sound of splashing water inside.

Mrs. Xie suddenly felt something was wrong and rushed in to have a look.

Well, the water is all over the place, and the water fight has already begun.

Xie Chen and Song Jiao were at odds with each other, as soon as they met, they hated each other, and if they didn't look at each other, they would fight at any time.

Mrs. Xie managed to coax the two of them together, had dinner, and sent them to bed.

"It's too late, it's too late to tidy up the room, so let Mao Mao sleep in Ah Chen's room for the night." She looked at Xie Chen, "Ah Chen, is it okay?"

Xie Chen nodded his head with a straight face.

"Mother and Mao Mao's mother are handkerchiefs, and you are the host, and Mao Mao is a guest, you can't bully the guest, do you understand?"

Xie Chen nodded his head again.

Mrs. Xie touched his head, then turned to Song Jiao: "Maomao, is it okay to sleep here?"

Song Jiao grabbed the quilt with both hands, and nodded obediently: "Auntie, yes."

"Ah Chen won't be very fierce. He's just not used to friends he doesn't know. Don't be afraid. If he is fierce to you, hold his hand."

Song Jiao nodded again: "I see, Auntie has a sweet dream."

Mrs. Xie touched his face: "Okay, you also like dreams."

She finally turned to the little yellow dog lying on the ground: "You are not allowed to fight either."

System: "Wow!"

Several pillows were placed beside the bed to prevent them from falling out of the bed when they fell asleep. Madam Xie put down the curtain, picked up a candle and went out.

In the darkness, both Xie Chen and Song Jiao could clearly hear each other's breathing, and both knew clearly that the other was not asleep.

It was rare for them to be quiet... two breaths.

After two breaths——

Xie Chen spoke first: "Little black briquettes."

Just as Song Jiao was about to retort, he thought of Mrs. Xie again. He didn't want to make Mrs. Xie sad, so he closed his mouth, turned over angrily, and fell asleep face-up.

Seeing that he was ignoring him, Xie Chen became even more energetic, and even stretched out his hand to push him: "Little briquettes?"

Song Jiao opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and pulled the quilt over his head.

He was scared, but Xie Chen was happy.He turned over, grabbed Song Jiao's hair with both hands, and wanted to braid him, but he couldn't grasp the strength, which made Song Jiao feel painful.

"Little bandit!" Song Jiao covered his head, and originally wanted to hit him with the other hand, but because he couldn't see, he waved his hand casually, and just brushed past his hand.

Song Jiao remembered Mrs. Xie's words just now, and grabbed his hand.

Xie Chen immediately entered the "ready state", and waited for a while, but he didn't see any other actions from him, so he was a little puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

Song Jiao lay on the bed, face down, buried in the pillow: "Auntie said, hold your hand, and you will calm down. I'm so sleepy. I'm going to sleep. I'll call tomorrow."

Of course Xie Chen refused to agree: "No."

Song Jiao tilted his head: "Do you know how far it is from the capital to here? I'm really tired."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

No matter how much Xie Chen made trouble with him, he still wouldn't wake up.

Xie Chen was alone, playing with his hair, and fell asleep while playing.

Mrs. Xie, who was always paying attention to the two of them, came to visit once in the middle of the night.

The two children slept crookedly, Xie Chen pulled Song Jiao's hair, Song Jiao was afraid that Xie Chen would trouble him, so he held his hand tightly.

The puppy also jumped onto the bed at some point, lying at the end of the bed, wagging its tail.

Mrs. Xie covered them with quilts, with a kind expression on her face.The quiet child is a little angel.

Early the next morning, Song Jiao was still asleep, Xie Chen woke up earlier, withdrew his hand in disgust, pinched Song Jiao's face, washed up, and went out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw three or four children lying on the door and window peeping.

"Brother Shen has come out." A person caught a glimpse of Xie Chen from the corner of his eye and hurriedly told his companion.

These are Xie Chen's friends in the bandit village, about the same age as him.This time the bandit village went down the mountain to fight for territory, and when they came to Liangzhou, Xie Chen naturally brought his "subordinates".

When his friends saw him coming out, they all laughed and booed.

"Brother Shen, we only heard about it at night. Your mother found you a wife from the capital. How is it? Does it look good?"

Xie Chen paused, and folded his hands like an adult: "It's so ugly, little black coal ball."

"Brother Shen will be with his wife in the future, and he can't go out to play with us anymore."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the door behind Xie Chen opened, and two heads poked out from inside. Song Jiao and his little yellow dog were both sleepy.

"Can you speak a little softer?"

Xie Chen didn't turn his head back: "Sleeping at my house and talking so much..."

The friends didn't listen to him, they quickly stepped forward and surrounded Song Jiao: "Beautiful sister, what's your name?"

Xie Shen:? ? ?

He turned around: "Pass my order, from today on, no one is allowed to play with him!"

Song Jiao was confused: "Who?"

In the morning, Mrs. Xie watched the two children finish their breakfast, and let them digest before letting them go out to play.

Before going out, Mrs. Xie wrapped a wolf-fur cape around Xie Chen: "You have to take care of Mao Mao, you can't just play crazy with yourself."

Xie Chen glanced at Song Jiao and snorted.

Mrs. Xie patted him: "What are you humming? Speak well."

Xie Chen raised his chin: "Understood."

Mrs. Xie gave him a push, pulled Song Jiao over, and put the same cape around him: "Play with Ah Chen, if he bullies you, come back and tell Auntie."

Song Jiao's nose was itchy from the wolf fur on the cloak: "Auntie, I see."

Xie Chen took Song Jiao out the door, and Xie Chen's friends were waiting for him outside.

When he was about to pass, Xie Chen said to Song Jiao: "You call me 'Big Brother' now, and I will take you to play."

Song Jiao said "Slightly" to him, hugged the puppy, and trotted over.

Xie Chen had a stern face, he wanted to see, without his order, who would dare to play with the little black briquettes!

Then he watched helplessly as his friends' attitudes towards Song Jiao changed from indifference to warm and attentive.

Bold!

He walked over with a frown and heard Song Jiao talking jingles.

"You shoot five, I shoot five..."

Song Jiao snapped her fingers: "I know the most jingles, and I can also sing nursery rhymes, so I am the best."

Everyone nodded vigorously, several pairs of eyes were shining: "Maomao, can you teach us?"

Xie Chen was standing behind Song Jiao, but Song Jiao didn't notice him, and whispered, "I'll teach you one of my favorites first."

He cleared his throat: "Xie Chen's head is like a ball, with mountains, waters and rivers..."

Xie Shen:? ? ?