The retired broom star cub is the mantra

Chapter 12 As soon as Ling Bao makes a move, he will know if there is one
The Hong family's eyes all lit up.

Mrs. Hong almost snatched the baby from the nanny's arms and rushed to Xiao Lingbao.

"Miss, please show me, tell my brother not to cry, okay..." As soon as she opened her mouth, tears flowed down her face, "Auntie, please..."

Little Lingbao yawned big, and lazily rested his head on Ling Xuanyan's shoulder: "It's so noisy..."

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but as soon as she finished speaking, the baby's loud crying just now became a little quieter in an instant.

"It's useful! It's really useful!" The Hong family were ecstatic.

Ling Xuanyan carried little Lingbao to the baby of the Hong family. Little Lingbao stretched his neck to take a look, and patted the longevity lock on the baby's chest, "Are you still crying? Cry and beat your little ass!"

The baby's crying stopped abruptly.

In less than two seconds, he fell asleep with steady breathing...

This miraculous situation shocked the Hong family more than joy.

"This," Xiao Lingbao pointed to the Longevity Lock, "it was dug out from the ground, and a little brother lived in it. He is most afraid of thunder and rain at night."

The Hong family had goose bumps all over their bodies.

Without Xiao Lingbao's order, he directly took the thing off the baby's neck.

But such a long-lived lock is not easy to throw away, nor is it easy to hold.

In the Hong family, only Boss Hong, relying on himself as a man, dared to mention it, looked at each other in blank dismay, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Well, Miss Ling, look, how to deal with this?"

The Hong family will not look for Master Huang anymore.

What a ghost master!

To wear something dug out of the grave for their baby!

Simply ill-intentioned!
Little Lingbao stretched out his little hand casually, and said cheerfully, "Give it to me."

Boss Hong hurriedly handed the Longevity Lock to Xiao Lingbao carefully and respectfully.

Little Lingbao picked up the longevity lock, and couldn't hold back: "Ah!"

She rubbed her little nose and complained: "What kind of smell is this..."

Not to mention the Hong family, even the Ling family watched little Ling Bao's actions in horror.

When she sneezed, Ling Yixi almost jumped up on the spot.

Fortunately, Ling Xuanyan was stable enough, still holding Xiao Lingbao firmly, without changing his face.

"Have a cold?" A voice came from outside, "It's so late, why is Xiao Lingbao still awake? What is the smell? The little cat is hungry and wants to eat?"

Old Wu Ling Wenyang walked in.

He just finished an operation and rushed back from the hospital.

"This is..." Not only was Xiao Lingbao still awake, but the people in the room also made him look sideways.

"Uncle Bian Que!" Little Lingbao raised the longevity lock in his hand, "What's the smell?"

Ling Wenyang was a little embarrassed. He smiled and explained to the Hong family: "My little Lingbao likes to call his uncle..."

Call him Bian Que, a miracle doctor.

Sorry to pretend.

He is proud!
Ling Wenyang took the Longevity Lock, smelled it casually, and immediately frowned: "Ether?"

"Ether!"

The Hong family was about to explode, "Well, are you sure it's ether?"

Ether is a controlled anesthetic!
"It's ether. The pungent smell is unmistakable. It's almost evaporated, and you can still smell a little bit. You can smell it." He also handed the longevity lock to the Hong family.

The Hong family... thank you Bumin.

Who would dare to pick up this terrible thing.

Looking at everyone avoiding like a flood, Ling Wenyang looked puzzled, and looked around: "What's wrong?"

He raised his hand, and the Hong family backed away with a clatter.

"This dose is useless to us adults. What are you hiding? There is no poison on it, right?" Ling Wenyang sniffed again, "There shouldn't be any..."

Everyone showed him a look of "warrior admiration".

Uncle Bian Que was completely confused.

The Hong family also brought a doctor, and the other party bravely came over to wave and smell in line with the materialist and scientific outlook.

"It's ether," he also affirmed Ling Wenyang's judgment, "This dosage is useless for adults, but..."

He couldn't help but look at the sleeping baby in the nanny's arms.

"Wow! No wonder I smelled a strange smell when Master Huang was practicing during the day!" Mrs. Hong reacted, "I was a little dizzy at the time! It turns out that he gave my good grandson an anesthetic in the afternoon!"

As soon as little Lingbao left, Master Huang found that he couldn't suppress the baby's crying at all, so in order to save face, he could only use this dirty trick.

"I should have used it at night. Ether evaporates quickly. If I use it during the day, I will definitely not smell it now." The doctor understood the whole thing.

"My miserable grandson." The baby stopped crying, but Mrs. Hong was about to cry.

How blind their Hong family is to find such an evil master!

Fortunately, I was able to meet the young lady of the Ling family, otherwise the heirs of the three generations of their family would have unfortunately died young.

"Miss Ling, our baby is weak and sick after birth, can you take a look at it?" The Hong family even used honorifics, "Also, does that lock have any bad effects..."

The baby has been wearing it for two months.

When I put it on for the first time, my body really improved, but who knew it turned out to be a life-threatening ghost charm!
The adults on both sides simply sat down and asked the Hong family to hold the baby and show it to Xiao Lingbao.

"Hmm..." Little Lingbao quickly came to a conclusion, "Actually, I can't see anything. But my brother is very cute. I'll draw him a SpongeBob SquarePants and stick it on his clothes, and he will be fine. "

"Okay, okay!" The Hong family members nodded repeatedly.

Don't talk about drawing a SpongeBob SquarePants, they have no problem with drawing a moth.

The Ling family brought a pen and paper, and little Ling Bao grasped the pen like a stick.

First draw a square head on paper, then draw two round eyes, and then draw four twisted matchsticks...

The Hong family: "..."

If he hadn't seen Xiao Lingbao's spirit with his own eyes.

Who would believe that such a graffiti of a three-year-old child is actually a magic weapon for suppressing evil and helping the sun?
"Brother, it will be fine after a week. If it doesn't work in the future, you can use it again." Xiao Lingbao ordered seriously.

Mrs. Hong took the palm-sized paper respectfully, and softly instructed her son, "Frame it first..."

No one expected that such an invisible graffiti would later become the treasure of the Hong family's family heirloom.

Of course, this is something.

"Well, our Hong family has an unfeeling request." Boss Hong was more active, "Can I let my baby recognize Miss Ling as a sister?"

Mr. Ling didn't agree immediately, but just looked at little Ling Bao.

Little Ling Bao yawned and leaned back into Ling Xuanyan's arms.

"No need, Ling Bao is sleepy..."

The Hong family thought that Ling Bao was still young and didn't understand what it meant to be an older sister, so they were about to talk about it.

"Little Ling Bao said no, so there is no need." Old Master Ling refused with a smile, "Ling Bao has the final say on these matters in our family."

The Hong family didn't dare to ask any more.

"By the way, please don't talk about this tonight." Mr. Ling said again.

"Yes!" Ling Bao had closed his eyes at first, but he regained his energy after hearing the words, "It won't work if you say it!"

(End of this chapter)