Chapter 92 He Has a Daughter
The aunt held the child and turned her head: “Don’t sit! Who cares about sitting here, it’s bad luck.”
Martin sat straight down, crossed his legs and crossed them.
He held the popcorn in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to hang on the back of the chair, invisibly protecting several children in his
arms.
“If you don’t sit down, get out.” He said coldly, “Let me see you again, and you won’t be able to stay in this amusement park.”
The aunt snorted, took the child and left angrily, muttering: “Bah! The richer you are, the less qualified you are. This is a person from a big city. It’s great.”
Susan hurriedly apologized to Martin, and after cleaning up the mess helplessly, she chased after her.
While saying: “Okay, you can talk less.”
Aunt: “Huh.”
Child: “I want juice! I want juice!”
Susan: “Wait.”
Child: “I want it now! Immediately! Immediately!”
Susie watched Aunt Susan queue up to buy juice, and suddenly sighed: “Oh, what a crime!”
Micky said that this evil ghost is called a coward.
I don’t know if she will become as brave as Superman after she captures the ghost behind Aunt Susan?
If you don’t like it, will you reject it directly?
Martin couldn’t help laughing when he saw Susie’s soft and cute little face frowning slightly, thinking like a little adult.
“Eat it, popcorn.” He paused, then emphasized: “Don’t tell grandma when you go back.”
Popcorn is sweet, especially the popcorn outside. Grandma thinks it must have added flavors, pigments, and hormones.
What you make at home is absolutely healthy, but no matter how good it is outside, it is junk food-this is the logic of grandma.
Susie took the popcorn, held it up to her brothers and sisters, grabbed one and put it in her mouth.
Nodding while eating: “I won’t say!”
Hamza squinted at the bucket of popcorn from the corner of his eye, said flatly, “Dad, you’re teaching a bad boy.”
Martin: “You shut up.”
Otherwise, what if he gets scolded again when he goes back?
Susie said seriously: “Don’t worry, I won’t go bad!”
and
A few children finished eating the popcorn and drinking the juice, and it was already four or five o’clock in the afternoon.
Martin looked at the time: “It’s time to go back.”
Susie raised her hand: “Uncle, I’m going to the bathroom.”
Lulu immediately said, “I’m going too!”
Wade stood up: “I’ll go too.”
Hamza finally couldn’t help rolling his eyes.
Follow me to the toilet?
Susie and Lulu ran ahead, and the two little girls held hands.
Wade murmured in his heart, why can girls hold hands when they go to the toilet? Boys cannot.
Wade looked at his brother who was walking a little behind.
Hamza immediately said, “Don’t even think about it!”
Wade nodded: Well, it would be weird for boys to go to the bathroom hand in hand.
In the toilet, Susie was a little faster, and said through the door: “Sister, are you alright?”
Lulu: “I’m snorting.”
Susie: “Just now you said pee!”
Lulu: “It didn’t catch when I squatted down, it pulled out.”
Susie was speechless.
Lulu raised his voice: “Don’t run, wait for me.”
Susie stood there for a few seconds. My sister stinks! How to do?
Susie fumbled in her small backpack to find a mask and put it on.
He later found a small shawl. When going out, grandma said she was afraid that she would be cold in the air-conditioned car, so she brought it along.
Susie took out the shawl and wrapped it around her head and nose.
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