Little Mango was excited, and the two boys who were resting were not happy. The environment was quiet before, and it suddenly became so noisy, so of course they were not happy.

Such children cannot speak, and they can only protest by crying.

"Wow, wow." Both children started crying, it was a noisy.

Xia Qing hadn't heard such a noisy in the house for a long time, and she suddenly heard the crying, which was really shocked.

Little Mango is not a crying child, unless he feels uncomfortable and doesn't have enough food to cry. He is really well-behaved at the rest of the time.

Now when Xia Qing suddenly heard the two children crying, both loudly, she was stunned. She finally understood why Zhang Jingcheng and his wife had been there and were also taking care of the nanny, but she still felt tired. The two children were too noisy.

If Xia Qing was still envious of Yu Xia before and had completed the task so quickly, then now she really had no idea.

It’s really not easy to raise children. You can’t just make sense to them. Just look at Mango and you will know that they are already so old, but you’re not disobedient.

"When there is crying at home, it's just lively." Zhang Yezhen smiled and watched several people coaxing the child in a hurry.

Little Mango was also shocked by the crying of the two little brothers, "Mom, they, they...."

"If my mother gave birth to two younger brothers, she would cry like this, would you like it?" Xia Qing took the opportunity to educate her.

"You must." Xiao Mango thought about it for a while, "two younger brothers."

"I, majestic."

"Mom, two younger brothers." Xiao Mango thought the two younger brothers were acceptable.

I went, Xia Qing thought that when he saw the two boys crying, Little Mango would not like his younger brother, but he didn't expect that he would not give up and even wanted to have two younger brothers.

If you can't do it, you still have to fight for a while. "You don't say you hate your sister, you think your mother has been crying, and now your younger brother is crying too."

"And weren't you scared?"

"You looked so cowardly just now." Xia Qing took out the photo she had just taken for Xiao Mango.

Since Xiao Mango grew up, Xia Qing will not only take beautiful photos, but also take some pictures that are destined to be made into emoticons. When Xiao Mango celebrates her birthday, she will edit them all carefully, which is a gift for Xiao Mango.

As for whether Xiao Mango likes it, I'm sorry, that's not something we'll consider.

Little Mango looked at the photo and pulled Zhang Jingya's clothes very simply, "Grandma, Mom." Then he pointed at Xia Qing's cell phone.

"You, that's all." Xia Qing ruthlessly posted the previous photo of Xiao Mango's cowardly to the group.

Zhang Jingya didn't pay attention at first, but then she glanced at Xia Qing's movements and took out her cell phone and took a look.

"You, you can only bully Mango now and wait until he grows older..." Zhang Jingya sometimes really doesn't want to say, do you think you are a three-year-old child, at most three and a half years old?

"If it's bigger, that's my son."

"You must let your grandfather teach him etiquette and know that you should respect your parents and elders." Hehe, of course, you must prepare for these things, otherwise wouldn't you be bullied by Little Mango.

Zhang Jingya was speechless. She would have said too much. She would tell us about her children’s education issues and she would be responsible.

Little Mango knew that the general situation was that as long as it was not too excessive, his grandfather would not know what his mother would do. This made him a little unhappy, but there was no way. Who made him a poor man bullied by his mother?

Zhang Zhenrong took out his cell phone and laughed: Xia Qing, aren’t you worried that you will be old? Your son will treat you like this too?

Xia Qing: Then I have no choice but to hope that my son is a conscientious master.

Xia Qing: Of course, I also need to be healthy, at least I can’t be confused.

As long as we have a clear mind, we don’t need to worry about someone bullying her and we can take care of ourselves.

Zhang Zhenhao: Wow, I want to make emoticons.

Zhang Zhenhao's movement was a speed, and he quickly made an emoticon package.

Xia Qing was shocked: You, you, actually did this?

Xia Qing really didn't expect that Zhang Zhenhao's actions were faster than her. Where did this come from? How could this be done? It made Xia Qing angry.

No, this is her son. Although she often criticizes her, she is her own son after all, and she must fight for Xiao Mango.

Zhang Zhenhao: By the way, I’m giving a gift from a little mango, remember to ask the elder brother for it.

Zhang Zhenhao probably knew that making this expression picture would make Xia Qing very unhappy: I'm busy, so I'll go down first.

Xia Qing didn't expect that Zhang Zhenhao would slip away so quickly, but that's true. If she didn't slip away, it wouldn't be Zhang Zhenhao.

"Brother, did the second brother give a gift to Mango?" Xia Qing was very curious. What would the second brother, who had always been generous in his actions, give to the little mango.

Zhang Zhenrong originally wanted to give it to him later, but since Xia Qing picked it up, she went to the room and rummaged down her suitcase.

Looking at the small box, Xia Qing's first reaction was that she gave jewelry? No way.

Xia Qing thought whether Zhang Zhenhao would give toys or something, but she didn't expect that she would give jewelry.

Zhang Zhenrong carefully opened the box and said, "Look."

Little Mango was busy looking at their two younger brothers and quietly looking at them. Little Mango now knew that he could not speak loudly, otherwise his younger brother would still cry.

Xia Qing took it and saw, "Is it a mango?" Xia Qing felt that this was a fruit, but she just couldn't recognize which kind of fruit it was. Later, she thought that it shouldn't be a mango if it was given to the little mango?

"Yes." Zhang Zhenrong smiled happily, "Yes, my eldest is a watermelon, and my second is an apple."

"Oh my god." Xia Qing really didn't know how to complain. Her son's nickname Mango didn't know how to complain to them. In short, one meaning is that this nickname is rustic.

Now, Zhang Zhenrong’s son’s nickname is also a fruit. “Didn’t you think this nickname was not good enough and not high-end enough, and you laughed at it all kinds of times? Why did you change your attention now?”

When we first named this name, we really made fun of it. I didn’t expect that we would follow the nickname we chose now.

Zhang Zhenrong couldn't help but start to feel embarrassed, "That's the name Yu Xia gave." He didn't want to, but he couldn't resist his wife's insistence on taking it like this, and his parents were helping Yu Xia to speak. What could he do?

Zhang Zhenrong also wanted to cry. He was obviously the child's father, but in the end, he didn't have the right to speak.

"Brother-in-law, I understand your position now."

"We are really a pair of brothers." Being a father was a happy event, but after the child was born, his status was declining again and again, and he felt that there was no way out.

Brother? "We are not." Pei Ziqi was very straightforward, "I chose the English name of Little Mango."

Ahhh, can you still have a pleasant communication? Zhang Zhenrong was very unhappy, "My dad chose the child's English name."
Chapter completed!