Genius cute baby is forbidden to touch porcelain

What kind of a face is that?

What Zhu Bajie's face looks like is what Master Sheng Chuxia's face looks like now.

The pig's nose was so realistic that it almost covered most of his face, and Master Sheng Chuxia stared at him, which made his whole appearance look very funny.

Gu Weiting didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't hold it back. He exerted all his strength to control his facial muscles, and his face was about to cramp.

The old god stick knew that such a day would come, and wanted to buy a mask, but the pig nose was cheap.

Realizing that it was impossible for him to stare at Master like this all the time, Gu Weiting quickly lowered his head and asked respectfully, "Hello, Master."

Seeing Gu Weiting coming with empty hands, the old magic stick snorted coldly: "Don't call me master, I'm not your master."

Gu Weiting pushed the boat along the water and shouted: "Father-in-law is good."

As if some thread broke in his brain, the old magic stick slapped the back of Gu Weiting's head with a slap: "I let you call me father-in-law, let you call me father-in-law."

Gu Weiting dodged for a moment: "I'm Xia Xia's husband, and you won't be allowed to shout, master, nor father-in-law, then? Dad?"

"Father, uncle." The old magic stick drove Gu Weiting out with a bamboo whip, "Get lost, you are not welcome here."

The voices of the old magic stick and Gu Weiting disturbed the people in the living room, Sheng Xiaodao and Ren Zian came out to watch the fun.

Ren Zi'an ate melon seeds: "Master, use some strength, this kid is arrogant."

Sheng Xiaodao looked at the pig's nose of the old god stick, holding his belly and laughing.

Sheng Chuxia had no time to care about the farce outside. She filled up the boiled chicken soup with some medicinal herbs in it, which was good for Grandpa's recovery.

Gu Weiting was beaten to the door by the old magic stick, he was shocked and scared by this feeling, and he didn't dare to resist at all.

After the old magic stick beat him out of the door, he cursed "Get out" and closed the door with a "bang".

Sheng Chuxia came out with the chicken soup, the old god stick was yelling, as if deliberately wanting to be heard by the people outside the door, he said: "See, Zi'an can still carry something to honor me, the person who came here empty-handed is sorry Saying it's your husband is thicker than a city wall."

Sheng Chuxia held the heat preservation box in one hand, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at the old god stick lightly. The voice was not too loud, just enough for the people outside the door to hear.

Sheng Chuxia said: "All of Gu's property is under my name."

After saying this, Sheng Chuxia took Sheng Xiaodao and left.

After Gu Weiting sent Sheng Chuxia away, the old magic stick recalled it, and he asked Ren Zian: "What Tutuer said just now, is she trying to say that she is in charge of the money, so she doesn't want to honor me? Right? "

Ren Zian was so shocked by Sheng Chuxia's words that he couldn't even hear what the old magic stick said, so he nodded dully.

Old God Stick: Gan!The clown was myself!
Gu Weiting drove Sheng Chuxia and Sheng Xiaodao to the hospital.

Gu Weiting chuckled as he drove the car, and Sheng Chuxia complained, "What's so funny?"

"Xia Xia, thank you." Sheng Chuxia's words just now gave him a lot of face, as if he was publicly acknowledging that he was hers. He liked such a domineering Xia Xia.

Sheng Chuxia looked out the window: "You're welcome, I'm just using you to reject others."

"No, thank you anyway."

Sheng Xiaodao couldn't understand what dumb words his mommy and his servant uncle were talking about, his round eyes were filled with big question marks.

Gu Weiting chuckled again.

Sheng Chuxia: "Are you stupid?"

"Yeah." While Gu Weiting was waiting for the traffic light, he rubbed his hair, "When I was young, I was often slapped on the head by my father. Before my grandfather accused my father, my father would slap me on the head. The movement was very light, but I could get angry. grandfather."

Sheng Xiaodao finally understood, and he answered, "So, Uncle Follower, your father is very rebellious."

Gu Weiting chuckled, and after the chuckle, his eyes turned bitter: "Yeah, I'm very rebellious, and I've been mad at your Grandpa Zeng for so long."

I don't know where my father is now, and if he is doing well.

After arriving at the hospital.

Sheng Chuxia injected the third dose of antidote to grandpa.

Then count the time and wait for grandpa to wake up.

Gu Feiyang also rushed over from home, and he was dragged away by the director as soon as he entered the hospital.

The dean pulled Gu Feiyang to his office, and whispered like a thief: "Second young master, the dirt that Mr. Gu discharged last time was originally fragrant, but he hasn't researched anything yet, and it stinks again. Can you let us collect the dirt again?"

Gu Feiyang didn't expect the dean to stop him for such a thing, the corner of his eye twitched, is it so harsh?

Gu Feiyang: "I'll do whatever you want."

So when Gu Feiyang, the dean and a group of doctors rushed into the ward, Gu Weiting frowned: "Why?"

Gu Feiyang pointed to the doctor behind: "They want grandpa's shit for research."

Gu Weiting: "..."

Sheng Chuxia guessed their purpose as soon as he guessed it. When grandpa injected the first antidote, the poison on his body would come out along with the excrement, so it smelled very unique.

But, after all, it is excrement, the aroma evaporates, and what remains must be stinky.

This is also the pursuit of those rich women back then, not only wanting a natural body fragrance, but also smelling good when they want to poop.

Sheng Chuxia hooked his hands at the doctors, who gathered around the bed.

Sheng Chuxia's hands massaged Grandpa's abdomen for a while, and then, the sound of cracking firecrackers rang out in the bed, and Sheng Chuxia slowly moved away.

After the smell came out through the quilt, all the doctors smelled an extreme smell, which was as pungent as the smell of old sewers - stinky.

Sheng Chuxia felt funny in her heart, her face was expressionless, and she said, "Do you still want to study?"

The dean quickly waved his hand: "No, no, goodbye."

"Walk slowly."

The dean quickly left with a group of doctors. After a while, grandpa woke up leisurely from the bed. He looked around and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why is it so stinky?"

Standing by the window, Sheng Xiaodao pointed at Gu Feiyang: "Report to Grandpa Zeng, it's uncle who farted."

Sheng Chuxia and Gu Weiting retreated in unison, and nodded, their movements were surprisingly unanimous.

Gu Feiyang: "..."

Grandpa wanted to sit up, but Gu Weiting stepped forward to help him sit up.

Grandpa said: "If you have nothing to do, go to exercise more. If you don't exercise, everything will accumulate in your stomach. Why doesn't it stink?"

Gu Feiyang, the blamer, wanted to cry but had no tears: "Grandpa taught you the right thing."

Sheng Xiaodao opened the insulated box, and the tangy smell of chicken soup dispelled the smell in the room. He was very proud and proud: "Grandpa Zeng, this is the chicken soup that my mommy specially made for you. It's been boiled all night. It's absolutely soft and rotten. Come, let me feed you, you will feel great after drinking it."

"well."

After Gu Pengzheng finished drinking and his spirits improved, Sheng Xiaodao took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording, and said to Gu Pengzheng, "Grandpa Zeng, someone asked me to bring you a message."

"What?"

Sheng Xiaodao opened it, and the voice of the old magic stick came from inside.