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Chapter 165 Big Brother, You Have to Help Me!

Fubao wanted to denounce her thief father, but all her words eventually turned into ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Daughter, you think your father is amazing, too!"

"Hehe, what a good daughter of dad!"

Mr. Xu held Fubao high.

Fubao rolled his eyes. She didn't want to raise it high, she was afraid of heights!

But this dad doesn’t know!

Then, I can only have a killer move!

"Wow--"

When Mr. Xu raised Fubao high for the second time, Fubao responded directly with a cry.

When he heard his daughter crying, Mr. Xu was so scared that he hurriedly hugged the person in his arms and began to coax him.

"Fubao doesn't cry, don't cry!"

"Dad is wrong, dad won't lift it up!"

My daughter would not cry for no reason.

Mr. Xu just reflected on it for a little while and knew where the problem was.

It's so easy to coax people, and finally I've stopped them before going home.

However, when Mrs. Xu took Fubao over from Mr. Xu's arms, she still saw the tears remaining on Fubao's face.

So Mr. Xu was twisted twice on his waist by his wife.

"Daughter, you're so cheating on your father!"

Mr. Xu was always aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say that. Who told him to make his daughter cry?

After coming out of the house, Mr. Xu was still a little puzzled.

His grandchildren all like to hold high, why doesn’t his daughter like it?

Can't figure it out!

Mr. Xu glanced at the old turtle basking in the yard, squatted down beside the old turtle, raised his hand and knocked on the old turtle's turtle shell.

"Turt Fairy, you said, why don't our Fubao like to raise high?"

"Every other kids like it!"

The old turtle raised his neck, turned his little eyes and glanced at Mr. Xu. His eyes looked like a god's contempt.

Mr. Xu noticed the look of the old turtle and immediately responded to the other party's contempt and said, "Forget it, you don't know anything. Why should I tell you this? Play the piano to the turtle!"

The old turtle withdrew his eyes and continued to bask in the sun.

Mr. Xu went out casually, preparing to go to Taohua River to see the young men in the village rowing dragon boats.

Back then, he was the soul player of the Lingshui Village Dragon Boat Race and the legendary paddler.

What a pity, before Mr. Xu walked out of the alley, he saw Zuoqiu riding a horse.

"Fourth brother, what are you wearing?"

At this moment, Zuo Qiu was wearing a short-shot gown, a big straw hat, and a sword on his back, looking like a strange look.

"Brother, you have to help me!"

Zuo Qiu turned over and got off the horse, and in two steps he reached Mr. Xu's hand.

"Help, help, let go first!"

Mr. Xu shook Zuo Qiu's hand away.

It's blue and white, and two big men hold hands, what do they look like?

Oh, no matter when the two big men held hands like this, he would not behave like that.

"Brother, I'm going to promote that Li Tuo!"

"Promotion, where do you need my help in this?"

Mr. Xu rolled his eyes.

Zuo Qiu scratched his head and said, "Brother, Li Tuo, I have kidnapped you and your nephews in the middle of the night with a group of people. You won't forget it now, right?"

"Wait, what you just mentioned was that Xiucai Li?"

“Yes, yes!”

"That's a silly melon. What did you promote him to do? I drank too much that day and haven't woken up yet?"

Mr. Xu stared at Zuo Qiu, thinking that he should go find a basin of water and sober up the fourth brother?

"Brother, if he wasn't a fool, I wouldn't dare to use him!"
Chapter completed!
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