Chapter 1511 With Watery Eyes, He Buried His Head Into the Arms of His New Father

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It was impossible not to copy the book, and the book must still be copied, but Rong Leng took the opportunity to copy it for him.

Xiao Li was so moved that her eyes were watery, and she buried her head in her new father's arms.

Rong Leng asked him to sit down, and the father and son sat at the desk side by side, each holding a writing brush.

Rong Leng reasoned with his son: "Your mother punishes you to make you remember. Do you know how sad she will be if you really have an accident?"

Xiao Li nodded guiltily and promised: "I will never dare to do it again."

Rong Leng rubbed his son's forehead: "However, your actions are not without gain. Although you, a child, should not worry about adult matters, your mother is indeed investigating a case now. You are in the national affairs department. What you found in the prison may be helpful to your mother's investigation."

Xiao Li's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "My mother also came to see me last night, and I told her. Dad, after we finish copying the book, my mother will calm down, right?"

Very smart children have started to use "we".

Rong Leng stared at his son expressionlessly for a while, then sighed: "What is going on in your little head?"

Xiao Li looked at him innocently, blinking.

Rong Leng tapped the rice paper on the table: "Copy it."

Xiao Li hurriedly buried his head and wrote quickly.

With Rong Leng's help, it took only two days to finish the book that originally took four or five days to copy. After all, Rong Leng had his own things to do, so he only had two hours at night to spend time with his son.

Liu Wei later found out about Xiao Li's change of calling Rong Leng "Dad".

She asked why Rong Leng suddenly became so interested in Xiao Li and went to sit in his son's room every day. It turned out to be a benefit.

When Xiao Li handed in the book that was punished for copying ten times, Liu Wei saw clearly different fonts on several pages, and everything became clear to her. The eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling circulated back and forth between the father and son.

Xiao Li was very nervous, afraid that he would fail, so he hid behind his father.

Rong Leng was also a little afraid of Liu Wei's reluctance, so he said first: "The child has a good attitude of admitting his mistakes."

Liu Wei put a stack of rice paper on the table: "So you will help him write?"

Rong Leng frowned and wanted to defend himself. Ji Nanzheng, who was holding Chou Chou next to him, said first: "You didn't say you can't let others help. Isn't this all finished?" He said, waving his hand and saying to his great-grandson : "Xiao Li, come here, Chou Chou can talk. You haven't heard it yet, come and have a look."

Xiao Li didn't dare to go over and looked at his mother tremblingly.

Liu Wei sighed and looked at his grandfather: "You can't spoil him all the time. He just relies on everyone's favor and becomes more and more lawless."

Ji Nanzheng plausibly said: "Children will always make mistakes. This is human nature. Have you never made any mistakes when you were young? You can correct your mistakes if you know them. There is no great way to do good. To teach children is to teach them the truth. Only when you miss it will you know what is right. This is also right. His training, as elders, we must ultimately focus on education.”

Liu Wei couldn't compare to her grandfather, a veteran teacher who had been here for decades. He had a set of principles and could explain all the dark things as white.

Liu Wei was at a rare loss for words. He stroked his forehead and could only turn around and ask Xiao Li: "Do you really know that you are wrong?"

Xiao Li nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I know, I know."

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Li hurriedly said: "You shouldn't act arbitrarily, you shouldn't listen to the advice of your elders, you shouldn't act rashly, and you shouldn't make everyone worry."

Liu Wei couldn't make a mistake, but her eyes kept wandering on Rong Leng. She suspected that these words were taught by Rong Leng to Xiao Li. The two father and son stayed together every day.

Ji Nanzheng took the opportunity to say: "That's right. This means that Xiao Li has realized his mistake and will not make it again in the future, right?"

Xiao Li nodded wildly again: "No, no, never again."

Ji Nanzheng looked at Liu Wei, waiting for her to let Xiao Li go on the spot.

Liu Wei made her grandfather stare uncomfortably, and finally nodded reluctantly, waving her hand and saying, "Then let's forget it this time."

Xiao Li was so happy that she ran to Liu Wei's arms to give her mother a hug.

Liu Wei pinched his face and said, "Go see your sister."

Xiao Li turned to look at his sister again. When he turned back, he winked at his father quietly, and Rong Leng gave him a tacit smile in return.

The small movements of the father and son were very subtle, and no one saw them except each other.

Xiao Li got his wish and saw Chou Chou of his family. Chou Chou had just woken up and was now playing with his fingers with his eyes open.

Xiao Li teased her: "Call me brother, Chou Chou calls me brother."

Chou Chou looked at her brother. She had been numbed by teasing in the past two days. Anyway, she could only say two words, so she still shouted: "Wolf Wolf."

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment. He heard that Chou Chou would be called "Mother", but wasn't this "Wolf"?

"Wolf, wolf, or empress?" he asked.

Chou Chou didn't know how to answer, so he said: "Wolf Wolf..."

Xiao Li scratched his head in confusion.

Ji Nanzheng looked amused and said, "The kid can't speak clearly, so he should be calling me mother."

Xiao Li didn't think so: "If a child says something bad, he should be called 'Yang Yang' or 'Nang Nang'. Because his speech is vague and his tongue is flat, how can he call him wolf?"

When he said this, Ji Nanzheng tried it himself and found it a bit strange. He pinched the tip of his great-granddaughter's nose and asked, "Chou Chou, is it a wolf?"

Chou Chou said: "Wolf Wolf."

It's really a wolf, and the pronunciation of "wolf" is very standard.

This time Ji Nanzheng also fell silent.

White Wolf is not in Yun Mansion. Such a big beast cannot enter the capital at all. Therefore, Ji Nanzheng made an agreement with the abbot of Shange Temple in the suburbs of Beijing to let White Wolf live in the temple temporarily. The abbot of Shange Temple is also an old friend of Ji Nanzheng. , agreed very well.

Therefore, now that Bai Lang is not here, no one can verify it.

Xiao Li was still smart, so he ran to the kitchen, asked for a charcoal stick, sketched a picture of a white wolf on rice paper, and brought it to Chou Chou.

The paper was too close. Chou Chou unconsciously grabbed a corner of the paper, pinched a wrinkle in his palm, and said: "Wolf Wolf..."

Xiao Li's eyes widened and he made sure again and again: "Is this a wolf? Is the one in the picture a wolf?"

Chou Chou gripped the rice paper tighter and said: "Wolf Wolf..."

What else didn't Xiao Li understand at this moment? He looked dazed and muttered in disbelief: "So the first thing Chou Chou said was that he was looking for the White Wolf?"

Liu Wei listened to the whole process. She didn't believe it at all. She took the wolf picture with a straight face, placed it next to her face, and asked: "Chou Chou, is it the empress or the wolf?"

Chou Chou's eyes were always fixed on the wolf picture, and he shouted: "Wolf wolf..."

Liu Wei: "…………"

Xiao Li covered her mouth and almost laughed. Therefore, my mother was happy for two days, and Ren Chou Chou didn't even call her.

Liu Wei couldn't accept it at all. She looked at the wolf picture and frowned: "Wolf? Why wolf? The white wolf is not here!"

Ji Nanzheng was also a little gloating. He took the rice paper, folded it, put it in Chou Chou's arms, and said, "How about Grandpa taking Chou Chou to see the White Wolf tomorrow?"

Chou Chou didn't know whether he understood or not, so he shouted: "Wolf Wolf..."

Liu Wei was extremely angry.

Rong Leng couldn't help laughing, but at the same time, he was also suspicious: "So, who taught her to say 'wolf'?"

As soon as he asked this question, everyone in the hall began to look at each other. Liu Wei doubted his grandfather. After all, the white wolf was raised by his grandfather, but it was difficult to pronounce the word "wolf". If he couldn't even pronounce "grandpa", why could he be alone? Call out "Wolf" alone?

Liu Wei thought about it for a long time. Suddenly, she didn't know what she thought of. She picked up the charcoal stick and took out a piece of rice paper. The painting she drew was lifelike, but it was not a white wolf, but a tall, fierce brown man with sharp eyes. A wolf is completely different from a white wolf.

She placed the picture of the brown wolf in front of Chou Chou and asked, "Wolf?"

The first moment Chou Chou saw the drawing, her eyes lit up. She reached out and hurriedly grabbed the drawing. When she caught it, she shouted even louder: "Wolf Wolf!"

This reaction was several times more exciting than seeing the white wolf picture.

Liu Wei's expression changed.

The brown wolf picture was so unfamiliar that Rong Leng was puzzled: "What is this?" Liu Wei's voice was a little dazed: "Before giving birth to Chou Chou, I had a dream. The big wolf and the child in the dream are still in my memory." As she spoke, she touched Chou Chou's forehead and murmured softly: "Did you also dream about them?"