All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

After eating a meal of meat, Yuan Yuan came home depressed at night.

This is the first time since the little cub was born.

The little kid, who was normally talkative, suddenly became silent, which stumped the elders of the Yuan family.

Mrs. Ye, her son and daughter-in-law gathered together to find a solution.

Yuan Dalang said: "How about I go and ask?"

Yuan Erlang thought it was inappropriate.

"Brother can't do anything with that child, and he often can't speak. What if it makes Yuan Baoer even more sad?"

Yuan Dalang was quite speechless.

"Why don't you go?"

Madam Ye sighed, not giving Yuan Erlang any face: "You are not as good as your elder brother."

Yuan Erlang: "..."

Mrs. Yuan Da: "Why don't you... I bring some food and go over and ask?"

Mrs. Yuan Er shook her head: "I just came back from eating in the palace. I'm not hungry yet at this time."

When several people were at a loss what to do, Yuan Shilang came back.

Mrs. Ye and others all looked over.

Minister Yuan raised his eyebrows.

There is an ominous premonition in my heart.

In the courtyard of the third room, Yuan Yuan sat on a white wooden shelf, basking in the sun with a few cubs.

The little kid looked up at the sky with a deep expression on his face.

The good man walked over and sat down next to her.

Before he could speak, the little guy patted his arm anxiously: "Ah, ah, ah, you have blocked Father Sun!!!"

Shilang Yuan quickly moved aside.

The little kid breathed a sigh of relief and continued to look at the sky.

Yuan Shilang asked casually: "What happened in the palace today?"

Yuan Yuan immediately sat up with his belly puffed out.

She hugged Aweng's arm and said seriously: "Aweng, I have asked the gardener uncle that you need more sun to grow taller!"

After saying that, he looked up at Yuan Shilang, his face full of "Am I right?"

Yuan Shilang touched her little head: "You are still young. When you grow up, you will naturally grow taller."

Yuan Yuan sighed "Oh, hey, hey, hey."

"Brother Qingque is already taller. Brothers are all taller than Yuanyuan." She said with a sad face, "I'm really sad!"

Yuan Shilang was amused. Suddenly he heard the voice of little Sun Tzu Bingbing outside, and an idea flashed in his mind.

He quietly said to his granddaughter: "Bingbing is not as tall as you."

Yuan Yuan paused, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

She walked around Bai Bai beside her, climbed down the wooden shelf, and ran out with her short legs.

As Minister Yuan stroked his beard, he heard the boy's loud voice: "Brother Bingbing, my sister's legs are much longer than yours!!!"

After a while, another child's shocking cry was heard.

Yuan Shilang touched his nose guiltily, Xiao Yuan Bao'er was his sweetheart, and Sun Tzu Bingbing would understand him when he becomes more sensible in the future.

During dinner, Yuan Yuan sat on his father's lap, raising his little chin with an inscrutable look on his face.

It seems that she is already the cub with the longest legs in the world.

The soldier beside her was like a defeated rooster, with his little head drooped.

The elders all looked at Yuan Xiaolang apologetically, and for the first time, Mrs. Ye gave him the largest chicken drumstick.

Of course, the rest belong to my granddaughter.

He Fan was amused in his heart and touched Yuan Yuan's little head: "You little brat, why are you arguing that your legs are long and your legs are short?"

Yuan Yuan said seriously: "I will be as tall as dad in the future!!!"

Yuan Bing glanced at his third uncle, who was tall and had long legs, and then looked at Aye, who was obviously shorter than him.

OK, the case is solved.

If you lose, it’s not up to your father to lose.

Bingbing Xiaolangjun was so heartbroken that he raised his neck and howled loudly: "I want to be Wei Aweng's son!!!"

Yuan Dalang forced the word "well" on his forehead. He couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed the kid and put him on his lap, then slapped his little buttocks twice.

"It's okay if you want to be your third uncle's son. You, Wei Aweng, are not as tall as you!"

Bingbing shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncle Wei is taller than me!!!"

Yuan Dalang was almost mad at him: "Wei Xiaolang is one year older than you, so naturally he is taller than you!"

Yuan Bing shouted: "Second sister is taller than me!!!"

Got beaten twice more.

Every time he was hit, Yuan Yuan beside her trembled in fear, as if she was the one being beaten.

She retracted her long legs into her father's arms guiltily and swallowed.