1131: C1131 Rain and Dew

C1131 Rain and Dew

At the same time in Jin City.

Ye Junhao received a call from Ms. Lan.

Chuchen did not deliberately listen to the conversation between him and Ms. Lan. When they finished talking, he would definitely tell her what he wanted to know.

"Mu, you and your little uncle will go on a show together."

Chuchen coaxed her son to take the lead and brought her two little friends to the show.

She could still develop the path of children's clothing in the future.

It was said that women and children's money were the easiest to earn.

The requirements for child's clothing were high, but the sales were good. Nowadays, people basically only had their own children. They raised their children as little emperors and princesses. Many mothers would rather treat themselves unfairly than treat their children unfairly.

When they bought children's clothes, the mothers didn't even blink.

Chuchen herself was like this.

Every time she went shopping, she couldn't help but buy a lot of new clothes for Mu, but she bought very little for herself.

"Ms. Mu, I also want to go on a show."

Xiaoxiao heard Chuchen's words and immediately made a request. The little girl did not even know what a show was.

She only knew that what a beautiful little brother could do was definitely very fun.

"Xiaoxiao also wants to go on a show."

Chuchen squatted down and said to the little girl with a smile, "Xiaoxiao will watch Brother Mu and the rest go on a show first. If you are really willing, Ms. Mu will arrange for you to go on a show, okay?"

This time, there was also a girl wearing the new clothing of Amy.

However, the main hit was still the boy attire. After all, it was designed for her husband and son.

"Alright."

Mu already had experience. Although he was not with his father, Mu suddenly felt that he had a heavy responsibility to take care of his little uncle.

When Ye Junhao and Ms. Lan finished the phone call, he turned his head and saw that his wife and son were no longer there.

When he heard movement from the temporary T-shaped table, he turned around and walked towards the temporary T-shaped table.

When he got closer, he saw that his precious son was practicing with Mu Tianci.

There were no adults accompanying him. There were only two little guys, and they were actually walking very well.

The two little kids were bold. They did not care how many people were watching from below the stage. Mu walked as he walked, and Mu Tianci walked as he did. Xiaoxiao, who was below the stage, clapped her hands and shouted, "Brother Mu, you are so cool!"

"Little Fatty Brother, you are so cool too."

Xiaoxiao said "even the rain and dew" and praised Mu. She did not forget to praise Mu Tianci.

In the little girl's heart, Mu was the most beautiful person. She liked him the most, but he was the one who treated her the best. He always took good care of her. It was the little fatty brother, Mu Tianci.

"Xiaoxiao, your little brother is not fat anymore."

"Why is he not fat anymore?"

Chuchen smiled, "Do you think Tianci has always been little fatty brother?"2

Xiaoxiao nodded. She felt that Mu Tianci was fat and very good.

She thought so and told Mu Tianci the same thing. After Mu Tianci finished practicing with Mu, she said to Mu Tianci, "Little fat brother, can you still change back to your original appearance?"

Mu Tianci,... "?"

"I call you Brother Fatty. You are not fat anymore. How can I call you Brother Fatty?"

Mu Tianci:... ""

Wouldn't he look better if he lost weight?

Xiaoxiao was a beauty con.

Look at his nephew. He wasn't fat, so he always looked good.

Chuchen smiled and looked at the two little ones. She did not interrupt and allowed the two little ones to speak naively.

As for her precious son, once he got off the stage, he abandoned Xiaoxiao and her uncle and ran towards the tall man who walked over.

Seeing this scene, Chuchen could almost foresee the future situation.

Ye Junhao carried his son and walked over. He smiled and said to Chuchen, "Mu and Tianci learned very quickly and left quite well."

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