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Chapter 433: Two Children Debate on the Great Sage

As the saying goes, good things do not go out, and bad things spread for thousands of miles.

When Wang Gensheng returned to the courtyard after get off work, as soon as he entered the gate, the third uncle came up to him with a smile and started talking.

"Director Wang is back. I heard that the second uncle in the backyard is having a dispute with his Liu Guangtian about splitting up the family property?"

When the third aunt heard that Wang Gensheng had returned from get off work in the yard, she hurriedly brought her daughter-in-law over to eat melons. Her gossipy look was really unique.

"Haha, Third Uncle, I'm back. Have you heard about this?"

The third uncle looked towards the backyard, and only felt relieved to eat the melon when no one from Old Liu's family was there. He nodded slightly and said in a joking manner.

"I heard that it was a big scene. In front of so many workers at the steel mill, Lao Liu got angry and took out his belt and beat his son in public!"

"It's a pity that we didn't have the good fortune to see it at the time. Come on, tell us about it."

"Yes, tell him quickly, your third aunt is so depressed, what happened?"

Seeing these people gossiping so much, Wang Gensheng felt very upset.

I stared at them speechlessly, thinking, look at who these people are? Is this really a good idea?

In other people's families, the father beats his son and the family is divided, and you guys just come over to watch and watch.

Although he was very disdainful of them, he only criticized them in his heart. Wang Gensheng said

"Uncle, Aunt, I was working at the cinema at the time and was not there. You should ask someone else. I'm going back now."

Wang Gensheng didn't want to get involved in these matters with them and had to chat about gossip like a gossiper.

After saying this, he quickly pushed his bicycle back to his home.

The deaf old lady also had a smile on her face as she sat at the gate of the small courtyard watching Wang Xiaomo and He Xiaoxue playing in the mud.

Two small figures were squatting there, both with red faces and ears arguing. The deaf old lady was watching them and was so happy that she almost lost her teeth.

Wang Gensheng rode his bicycle quietly behind the two children, wanting to get closer and listen to what they were arguing about.

The two children were drawing with sticks on the ground. It is true that parents are the first teachers of their children. Wang Xiaomo was influenced by Wang Gensheng since he was a child.

Influenced by Wang Gensheng, he was also able to use a small stick to draw simple sketches on the ground.

Wang Gensheng walked over and looked over, thinking, what the hell? It turned out that the two kids were arguing about whose painting was better.

Wang Xiaomo drew the Monkey King, and He Xiaoxue drew a big rooster, but it looked a little ugly.

It can really be said to be an abstract painting style. Let’s hear what these two people are saying.

He Xiaoxue and Qin Jingru had been to the countryside, seen roosters, and even been bullied by roosters, so she thought roosters were very fierce and powerful animals.

Wang Xiaomo is also a master of abstract art. If it weren't for the Peking Opera monkey face he painted, which looks a bit like the Monkey King, Wang Gensheng would still be able to recognize him.

The rest is entirely up to your imagination.

The only thing was the stick in the Monkey King's hand, which was really thick and long, and one end even reached the head of the rooster drawn by He Xiaoxue.

I want to hit it on the head with a stick, it's really like hitting a monster chicken with a stick.

He Xiaoxue is 4 years old now. She speaks much more fluently and can express her thoughts.

Pointing at the big rooster he had drawn, he shouted, "The big rooster is so powerful, with golden claws and a sharp beak that can peck people so painfully! It can also fly."

Wang Xiaomo also pointed at the Monkey King he had drawn and said stutteringly,

"Great Sage, somersault, fly..."

Although he only spoke words and could not form a coherent sentence, He Xiaoxue could understand what he wanted to express.

He also blushed and pointed at the stick drawn by Wang Xiaomo and shouted.

"The stick you drew is so big at one end and so small at the other. It's obvious that it's fake."

Wang Gensheng stared at the two children's argument from behind, trying hard not to laugh out loud, nor did he intend to interrupt.

For these two children, quarreling like this can also help Wang Xiaomo practice his speaking skills, and also exercise his brain's adaptability and language logic.

I have to say, it is still a unique early childhood education, and the two people started arguing.

The deaf old lady was also sitting there, watching the two children quarreling with a smile. As long as they didn't fight, she had no intention of interrupting them.

I was even listening to the two people arguing and was so happy that I lost my mind.

But the next moment, Wang Xiaomo said something that made Wang Gensheng cover his face and want to find a place to hide.

Wang Xiaomo desperately searched for the words in his mind and shouted to He Xiaoxue.

"The Monkey King's stick can grow bigger or smaller."

"You are lying. I have never heard of a stick that can grow bigger and smaller. You must be lying. People who lie are bad kids. I won't play with you anymore."

Wang Xiaomo was so anxious that he stood up, waved his chubby little paws, put his face close to He Xiaoxue's face, and shouted angrily.

"Momo is not lying. Momo has seen daddy's stick, which can grow bigger and smaller. The Monkey King's stick can also grow bigger and smaller. Mom can prove it!"

Oh, this is really the words of a child. Wang Gensheng's old face turned red to his ears in an instant and he quickly covered his face.

I wished I had heard nothing and knew nothing, and I felt so embarrassed that I wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

He Yushui, who was preparing to cook in the yard, heard her son shouting loudly outside the door. Her face turned red and she ran out of the yard angrily.

As the saying goes, "tofu is dipped in brine and one thing conquers another", and this is absolutely true.

The only person who can deal with Wang Xiaomo is the tigress He Yushui.

The deaf old lady was laughing so hard that she was bent over, while Wang Gensheng turned away with a red face.

He Yushui lifted Wang Xiaomo's collar with one hand and used the other hand to caress Wang Xiaomo's chubby little butt, giving him loving comfort.

Wang Xiaomo was beaten so hard that he rolled his eyes.

He Xiaoxue, who was squatting on the ground, looked up at He Yushui, who came out angrily, and asked without knowing whether to live or die.

"Auntie, Auntie, Mo Mo just said that the Monkey King's stick can change size. Is that true?"

Look at the way this question is asked. How should He Yushui answer it?

If I say it is true, then I am telling the truth. If I say it is false, then it would be a bit insincere.

But when she thought about the tiger-wolf language context used by the two children before her, she found it difficult to answer this question, so she shouted at He Xiaoxue with a blushing face.

"Stupid girl, I don't know either, go home and ask your father!"

Haha, this is just shifting the blame. Are you trying to avoid embarrassment by throwing the question to this stupid guy to answer?