Mengsong had eaten the cake made by his niece for himself, picked up the 100,000 whys his nephew gave him, and as he looked at it, he was attracted by the content in the book. However, he soon discovered a problem.

Seeing the adults chatting enthusiastically, Meng Song took Dami to the study, "Does your father's surname be your child? What's the surname of the child?"

Dari nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Do you know what my last name is?"

"Aren't your surname Meng?"

Meng Song raised his hand and knocked his little head, "Meng Song is my name, my surname is Sachu!"

"Monsong Sachu?"

"Monson Pudra Sachu!"

Dami frowned slightly, "It's so troublesome!"

"What's the trouble! Pudra is my mother's surname, and Sachu is my father's surname."

"What then?" Dami's face showed a coldness as cold as Li Xiao, "Say the point!"

"Why is your mother's surname Xia?"

Dami blinked her beautiful almond eyes, "My Mama doesn't have a surname, so what do you want?"

"Stupid! Your mother and I are siblings, so she has to take my surname as the same as my!"

Dami sat down with a deep face.

Meng Song said anxiously: "Why have you sat down?"

"Shh, I'm thinking about the problem." Dami closed her eyes and thought for a while, then opened her eyes suddenly, "I understand! Am I adopted? "

Mengsong was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and poked his forehead, "You are stupid! My sister's eyes look exactly the same as mine and my mother. How could she be adopted?"

Dami squinted her eyes, "That's why you and I are not the same father!"

"There is only this answer...wow-"

Meng Song cried out with a wow when he thought that his sister was not his own sister.

Everyone heard Meng Song's crying and ran over.

Xia Xinuo picked up Meng Song and raised his hand to wipe the tears from his face, "What's wrong?"

"Sister..." Meng Song burped.

Li Xiao frowned, "Li Yifan, did you make your uncle cry?"

Dami frowned with the same style as his father, "I didn't mess with him... It seems to have something to do with me."

Xiaomi took my brother's hand and patted her gently, "Dad, I've hit my brother for you, so don't hit me."

Li Xiao smiled angrily.

Meng Song cried and said, "No matter what rice is, wuwu... sister, are you my real sister?"

Xia Xinuo was slightly stunned, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"You are my real sister, why don't you take my surname as the same one?"

Kun Jia and Wendy looked at each other, and Wendy pursed her lips tightly and looked at her extremely sad son who was crying.

Xia Xinuo paused slightly, then smiled, "Don't my sister live in China? It would be very troublesome to call a name that long. So I gave myself a Chinese name."

Meng Song asked even more: "What's your Nanyuan name?"

"My name is Xinuo Pudra Sachu!" The reason why Xia Xinuo told Mengsong this was because Mengsong was still young and he could not accept this fact at all.

Kun Jia held his wife's hand tightly.

Wendy smiled with relief and held his hand with her back.

Meng Song asked happily: "Really?"

Xia Xinuo nodded with a smile, "Really!"

Meng Song looked at Dami embarrassedly, "A false alarm!"

Dami glanced at him helplessly, "Come down quickly, your cold elder has fallen all over the floor!"

Meng Song jumped out of his sister's arms, "Why are you talking to me? I am your uncle. If you hadn't told me that just now, would you have made such a big mistake!"

"I just analyzed it and didn't say it. Who knew that you cried after listening to it." Dami sighed lowly, took her sister's hand and walked out of the door under everyone's gaze.

Natajie smiled and said, "The little guy is becoming more and more like Li Xiao."

Li Yanxiang said with a smile: "Looking like Li Xiao, in fact, his personality is more like Xinuo, steady and wise."

"Grandpa, who do I look like?" Xiaomi, who had already walked out, ran back.

Li Yanli touched her head lovingly, "You are like your eighth aunt!"

"Hehe, then I can become a big star in the future, right?"

Li Yanyi's face immediately sank, "What's the point of being a celebrity?"

Xiaomi pouted and ran out again, and Meng Song also chased after him.

Xiaomi pouted and said to her brother: "Grandpa said that the star is not good, why do you still ask Aunt Eight to be a star?"

Dami frowned slightly, "Because he can't control it. You have to listen to your mother, do you know?"

Xiaomi said oh.

Meng Song reached out and hooked Dami's neck, "Can you go to my bedroom to have fun?"

"Um."

Seeing that Dami responded, Mengsong asked the servants to bring them clothes. After putting them on, he took Dami and Xiaomi to his bedroom.

On the afternoon of the third day, Xia Xinuo and the others were going back to Nanyuan, and Mengsong had packed up his own things. As a result, his mother told him that he could not go there for the time being, which made him angry and ran away without wearing any clothes.

When Dami saw his uncle running out, she hurriedly chased him out with her clothes.

When he came out, Meng Song was kicking the hibiscus tree angrily in the yard.

Dami put on his clothes, "Instead of getting angry here, it's better to find a way to follow us."

Mengsong turned his head and looked at him, "Do you already have a way?"

Rice attached to his ear and muttered in a low voice.

After listening to it, Mengsong smiled suddenly on his face.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Xiao took his family from the palace and headed straight to the airport.

In the car, Kun Jia didn't see his son and frowned slightly, "Wendie, are Mengsong still angry?"

Wendy sighed softly, "Well, lock yourself in the room and never come out. You can't spoil him so much in the future, and you will become more and more disobedient."

"I'll talk to him when I go back."

Dami secretly glanced at her grandfather and turned her head to look outside the car.

Fifteen minutes later, the minibus drove directly into the apron, and Daji jumped down first and said to the servant who was moving his luggage: "The black box with seals is all given to me by my uncle, so you must take it with me."

"Yes, your highness."

Dami pursed her lips and looked at the suitcase steadily. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the servant brought the suitcase to the cabin.

Li Xiao smiled and patted his son's little head, "What baby? Make you nervous like this?"

Dami smiled, "You will know when you get home."

Li Xiao smiled helplessly, said goodbye to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and helped his father on the plane.

Xia Xinuo hugged her mother with red eyes, "You must go over during the Spring Festival."

Wendy touched her daughter's head lovingly, "Well, no matter how busy I am, I will go and spend the Spring Festival with you."

Xia Xinuo pursed her lower lip tightly, "Or let me take Mengsong away, you will be there less than a month."

Wendy felt sorry for her daughter and said resolutely: "No, you have to go to school and work. If Mengsong goes through, you will have four children. Then you will not be too busy to be busy."
Chapter completed!