Otherwise, my daughter was my father's little lover in his previous life. Yuyou fully understood some of the imperial guards in his hands. Those who had sons talked to their sons and talked to their brothers, but those who had daughters talked to their daughters, and they talked to the princess one by one when they talked to their daughters.

At this moment, Xuyou felt that there was nothing he could do. This little girl cried and was so different from the little boy cried. She was angry with him, and he didn't feel annoyed at all. Instead, she wanted to meet all the requirements of this little girl.

"Really?"

Qing Yi paused to cry, tilted his head, sobbed, and asked tentatively:

"Then, then I want your cell phone, can I uncle?"

She wants a cell phone, she wants to call her mother, ahhhhhh!!!

What, she wants a pistol?

Yuyou was stunned for a moment. He thought that such a little girl would want something like a teddy bear? Or, a princess cake? Unexpectedly, she actually wanted a gun!

"become."

He nodded, responded, waved his hand, and asked the little girl to crawl over from the other end of the bed. He picked up the little girl, put on her clean clothes, and sat down by the bed.

Seeing that the little girl had bright eyes and looked expectant, her appearance was particularly painful, Yuyou laughed. He squatted in front of the little girl, took out his gun, empty the bullets inside, and placed the empty gun on Xiao Yiyi's little hand.

Qing Yiyi was also stunned. Why did the mobile phone turn into a pistol? He looked at the pistol in his little hand again. Wow, it was a real gun. This uncle seemed very good. His mother usually didn't let her touch the gun. This uncle actually gave her a real gun.

Wow, I like this black mud-faced uncle a little bit.

Qing Yiyi curiously grabbed the black pistol with both hands, and looked over and over again, looking like she liked it very much.

Children are easily distracted from their attention, especially for fresh and exciting things, which are more likely to be distracted from their attention.

Xuyou, who was squatting in front of her, looked at the little guy bowed his head and played with the gun seriously. He couldn't help but be filled with joy. He didn't realize that he was making a mistake at all. He asked with a smile:

"You little girl, why do you like guns?"

"My mother has a gun, exactly the same as this one, but she didn't let me touch it. She put it in the cabinet at the bedside, and was placed with Peppa Pig."

Qing Yiyi explained very seriously, holding Yuyou's gun. Because he remembered his mother, he started to hold two more tears in his big eyes, and asked very seriously:

"Uncle, can you send me back? To be honest, I lied to you. My mother was not dead. My mother was still waiting for me to help her. She would have a headache without me. Sometimes it would hurt so much that it wouldn't be able to find medicine. She would have a pain, and she would have a pain, it would have a pain to death."

"Silly kid."

Looking at Qing Yiyi's sad face, Xuyou couldn't help but feel sad. He stretched out his big hand and gently covered Qing Yiyi's little head, rubbed it, and coaxed it:

"Uncle sent someone to help you save your mother. You should stay with you for the night. OK?"

When he said this, Xiao Longbao next to him was frightened. What kind of mother would put a gun inside the bedside table? What if the child was touched and played with, and accidentally got fired, what should I do?

Another thought was that the child's father was a martyr. Her mother kept her father's gun and placed it under the pillow to see things and think of others. There were not necessarily bullets inside the gun.

"Really?" Qing Yi looked at Xuyou with skepticism. Generally, adults cheat children in this way.

"real."

Yuyou lied to the child seriously. He had no experience with him, but Qingyi's parents are dead now, and there are probably a bunch of relatives who abused Qingyi and wanted to sell Qingyi.

This child is so cute and so pitiful, so Yuyou can't ignore it.

From the very first glance he felt a sense of responsibility and desire for protection, so he had to take care of this child's affairs.

Of course he knew that people could not be resurrected by death. Qing Yiyi's mother could not be saved. He was just lying to the child seriously, wanting to sleep well for the whole night and not cry too much.

Qing Yi was convinced by her garrison complex and decided to listen to Xuyou, stop crying, and sleep in Xiaolongbao's dormitory for one night, and then find a way to contact her mother tomorrow.

She hugged the pistol in her hand pitifully, looked at Xuyou with a gaze, and said very obediently:

"Uncle, I'm just waiting for your good news. Just wait for one night. You must bring my mother back tomorrow. I'm very well-behaved, I won't cry anymore, I'm obedient."

She finally believed in this uncle with the black mud-faced uncle. The last time, if this uncle with the black mud-faced uncle did not bring her mother back tomorrow, she would never stop talking to this uncle with the black mud-faced uncle again.

She never believed him again.

"...Okay, it's okay, you..." I cried as soon as I wanted to.

Xuyou was forced to respond, God, where did he go to find a mother for this little girl? He heard Wang Xiaoer's sensible words and felt very distressed, so he touched Qing Yiyi's head and wanted to say, "It's okay for you to cry, but where can there be children who don't cry?"

But he thought, it was okay, the little girl cried all night and was not good at her voice. From the moment he saved the child, the child's voice became hoarse and he would be unable to speak tomorrow.

Then, Xuyou hugged the little girl again and promised to find Wang Xiaoer's mother tomorrow, so he coaxed Wang Xiaoer to sleep.

I had been struggling all day, and Qing fell asleep and woke up intermittently. When she woke up, she cried. She was really tired. At this moment, her biological clock should be sleeping time. It was not suitable for health care in the middle of the night.

So I didn't say a word to Yuyou at all, so Qingyi held Yuyou's pistol and fell asleep quickly.

When she got to bed, Yuyou sat on the head of the bed and looked at Qingyi for a long time before sighing, making a gesture to Xiaolongbao, and the two of them went out to talk.

After leaving Xiaolongbao's bedroom and going to his dormitory opposite, Yuyou changed into a black combat uniform suitable for combat. He had no directed labels. While changing his clothes, he said to Xiaolongbao:

"I have to go to the city to save my wife. Please help me watch the waiter. This world is too difficult to get through. A child is crying and making trouble. Don't bother with her. I'll get up during the day tomorrow. Take her to take a tank car and see the garrison training. She probably likes these."

Then, Yuyou sat on the sofa and tied his shoelaces with big-headed military boots. He looked at Xiaolongbao's look tonight with disgust and said:
Chapter completed!