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

Chapter 374 Humph, I used to live in a huge Dragon Palace! !
The Song family made a lot of noise at the Zheng family today, so the family did not eat in the lobby of the inn. Instead, they called for the food to be delivered to the house.Xingxing no longer needs anyone else to look after her, she can eat happily just by holding a small spoon.

The location of the inn is excellent, right by the river. Open the window and you can have an unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery outside.

Xingxing puffed out her cheeks and ate with big mouthfuls, while her little one kept wandering around.

Xuanxuan held the small basin while eating and said to Song Weiguo: "Dad, when will our family have such a big garden again?"

All the adults knew that he was asking about the palace in the capital.

That garden is much larger than the Zheng family's.

"Aren't you used to the home you live in now?" Song Weiguo did not directly answer the little guy's words, but asked instead.

Xuanxuan thought for a moment and said, "I like it too, but the place is too small."

"You brat, have you forgotten the time when you couldn't eat?" Old Mrs. Song nodded Xuanxuan's head angrily.

"But Xingxing has never lived there." Xuanxing grumbled, "Xingxing has been living with us in Shahe Village, and she has never lived in the big courtyard."

The little girl who was cooking suddenly stopped. She held a small spoon and said with a puzzled face: "No, the house I lived in was really big. Our Dragon Palace is really big. I'm leaving. We can’t finish walking in three days.”

After that, the little girl continued: "I don't like living in a big house, I just like to be with you."

These words made several adults feel uncomfortable, so much so that Song Weiguo was really seriously considering whether to look for a larger yard in Xichuan.

"Silly, how easy will it be for you to be deceived in the future?" Mrs. Song touched Xingxing's head.

Xingxing is still focused on cooking.

The adults didn't mention this topic again, but they obviously remembered it in their hearts.

Children like to watch the excitement. After the three children finished eating, Song Weiguo and his family took a group of children out to watch the fireworks.

In Li Chengqian's opinion, the quality of these fireworks was obviously much lower than modern ones, but in this era, it is already rare to have such fireworks.

When the rough fireworks bloomed in the air, people's exclamations sounded across the bridge.

Xingxing sat on Song Jiyuan's shoulder, and her voice could be heard from far away.

Watching the fireworks bloom one after another.But while everyone was reveling, a bunch of flames suddenly started burning in a thatched house not far from the river. It seemed like fireworks fell there, igniting the entire thatched house.

"Oops, it's on fire. That place seems to be occupied."

"Isn't he the poor scholar whose father is dead?"

Because Xingxing was sitting on Song Jiyuan's shoulder, she could see far away, so she also saw the thatched house that quickly caught fire.

Thinking of that person as if he had just lost his father, Xingxing remembered how he had lost his father, mother-in-law and brothers before, and tears fell down...

Immediately, a surprising scene appeared.

A burst of rain fell from the dusty sky. The people who were standing on the bridge watching the fireworks suddenly dispersed. Because of the rain, the fire on the thatched house was quickly put out...

(End of this chapter)