Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 355: The role of old gray is too great...

"Does this method work? Did the sweeping monk tell me any other methods?" Mrs. Song glanced at the little head protruding from the pile of incense ash. She touched the little cub's little twitch and said helplessly. : "This is not an option."

"No way, this is the simplest way to use it." Song Weiguo shook his head: "You can't just make these ash into big steamed buns and eat them, right?"

Xingxing is a pure child, and now she is buried in the ashes, so she keeps playing. In just a short while, without anyone seeing it, she has already transformed herself into a big-faced cat. .The little one is also dusty.

"Ayuan, go and close the door. I have something else to ask, so wake up." Song Weiguo said to Song Jiyuan.

Song Jiyuan handed the handkerchief to Song Jichen before closing the door.

Xingxing blew in the incense ashes, and when she heard Song Weiguo's words, she raised her little head and let Song Jichen wipe her face, while asking in a sweet voice: "Daddy, what do you want to ask?"

"Wake up, you said before that our family has been demoted to earth? What was the reason for being demoted?" Song Weiguo arranged the little cub's hair again before asking.

Xingxing raised her little head and replied in a huff, "Because daddy and brothers want to steal the Fire Dragon Ball for me." He said: "Xingxing stayed in the egg for a long time. His health was not good and he often couldn't change into a human being. He could only look like a dragon cub, so daddy went to steal the fire dragon beads to treat Xingxing's illness."

The child's brief words gave the family a lot of information, but the first one to stand up and object was Song Zhao: "I took her pulse and there was nothing wrong with her body." Song Zhao shook his head: "Those people might be lying to you."

In short, Song Zhao was a little unconvinced: "You are in very good health."

"But Xingxing often can't control himself now." Song Weiguo was still worried that if this matter could not be completely resolved, it would always be a worry in their hearts.

"Let's not mention the Fire Dragon Balls for now. Let's just say that these two jars of century-old ashes are enough to wake up and recover. Otherwise, I would be stupid to collect these things and give them to you. The old monk obviously knows something, otherwise As soon as you two enter the hall, the Dragon King statue will not collapse. In all likelihood, it was frightened by you two." Song Zhao clicked his tongue and touched his beard: "I used to be a god."

The hopeless little cub shook his head: "No, I've never seen grandpa before, and grandma doesn't go out much. They all say I don't have grandpa."

Song Zhao: "..."

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The incense ash was actually very soft. After Xingxing stayed in it for a long time, she slowly fell asleep. However, she always had to get up in the middle of the night, so Jiang Wan stayed by the side and waited for her to finish peeing before burying her. Go in.

"Xingxing, just hold on for a few more days. It will be fine when all the traces of scales on your body fade away. Thank you for your hard work, baby." Jiang Wan's voice was very gentle, and Xingxing's little head rubbed against Jiang Wan's palm. After a while, he said hehely: "It's not hard, I'm very happy to be with my father and mother..."

Jiang Wan touched the little cub's head.

And early the next morning, when Song Weiguo came over to check the situation, he saw a panicked Jiang Wan and... an egg in the old gray jar...

(End of this chapter)