The last time he had a little bit of competition with Feng Ao, it was all three-legged kung fu.

Feng Ao showed mercy to his men, otherwise he would be even more miserable.

But from another perspective, cute buns are too young after all, and they are also in shape...

Thinking of this, Wen Jingyu touched the cute bun's hair.

The cute bun pursed the corner of his lips and looked along his gaze, and saw him looking at Wen Hanzhang's belly.

Looking at his round belly, the corners of his little mouth became tighter.

"bell."

The doorbell rang.

As if he knew who it was, the cute bun phoenix eyes lit up and he followed Wen Jingyu to the door.

The door opened, and it was indeed Zhou Yanchen and Mo Xiran.

The corners of her mouth were wide open, and the cute bun ran to Mo Xiran and gently pulled her fingers.

Mo Xiran bent over and kissed his face, "Good morning, Xiaobao."

"Good morning." Meng Baozi finished speaking in a low voice and looked at Zhou Yanchen again.

Zhou Yanchen rubbed his little head and looked at Wen Jingyu, "Mr. Wen, can you talk with me?"

Wen Jingyu nodded and turned sideways to make a "please" gesture, "Please come in, two of you."

study.

After sitting down, Zhou Yanchen said, "Xi Xi and I discussed with us and wanted to take the bag home. Although my family knew that he was safe and sound, they missed him and were anxious to see him."

This is human nature.

Even though Wen Jingyu was reluctant to leave, there was no reason to stop him.

Nodding, he said, "Xiao Bao has fully trusted you now. It will be sooner or later to restore his memory. Going back to his past life will only benefit him."

Zhou Yanchen sincerely said this thank you.

"Thank you for taking care of the bag."

"Mr. Zhou is very serious."

After coming out of the study room, Mo Xiran immediately looked at Zhou Yanchen and felt relieved when she saw him nodding.

Holding Meng Baozi's little fleshy hand, she asked softly: "Xiao Bao, will mom and dad take you home?"

The cute bun was stunned at first, came to his senses, and nodded slightly.

Mo Xiran was happy and hugged him, "Xiaobao, thank you."

Thank you for coming back safely.

In Mo Xiran's arms, Meng Baozi looked at Wen Jingyu and saw him nodding to him.

He looked at Wen Junshi again, her eyes were red and she looked at herself sadly.

As his heart tightened, the cute bun gently withdrew from Mo Xiran's arms and walked towards Wen Junshi.

Holding her finger, he said, "Shi Shi, I will come back to see you."

Wen Junshi nodded and tears fell.

Meng Baozi reached out to wipe away her tears, put them in her mouth and tasted them.

Shishi's tears are this smell, he must remember.

"Don't cry."

"Um."

"Mr. Zhou." Turning to Zhou Yanchen, Wen Jingyu said, "I want to take a small bag to the army in the afternoon."

"good."

As Wen Jingyu drove along the way, Meng Baozi sat in the child safety seat in the back seat and looked out the window.

Today is the day when the Youth Fighting Group leaves, and Wen Jingyu specially brought cute buns over.

Feng Ao likes cute buns very much, so he asked Wen Jingyu to bring him over, and some of them were his request.

"Children."

Walking to Meng Baozi, he stood still, Feng Ao took off his wrist guard and handed it to him, "This is for you."

The cute bun took it and pinched it in the palm of your hand.

"Child, we will definitely meet again in the future. You need to become stronger."

Meng Baozi gritted her teeth and nodded solemnly.

Feng Ao smiled and pinched his shoulder, "Okay, I made an appointment. Next time, don't be knocked down by me so easily."

"Um!"

Feng Ao finally hugged the cute buns in a manly way.

They were still young and established a special friendship.

The Youth Fighting Group left, Wen Jingyu said goodbye to their instructors and walked towards cute buns.

"Small bag, let's go."

Meng Baozi nodded and put her wrist guards in her pocket.

Wen Jingyu guessed that it should be something Feng Ao gave him, and smiled and thoughtful.

When passing by the training ground, Meng Baozi stopped.

The little students, led by the instructor, ran around the training ground.

He suddenly felt that he should be one of them too.

Turning his head to look at Wen Jingyu, Meng Baozi suddenly asked, "Uncle Wen, can I?"

Wen Jingyu knew what he was asking and nodded with a smile: "Yes, the youngest admission is 6 years old, you have two years left."

Meng Baozi nodded and continued to walk forward.

The next morning, Zhou Yanchen and Mo Xiran took a cute bun on the plane.

Before leaving, Meng Baozi made an appointment with Wen Junshi to see you two years later.

He will come back and come back to Rongcheng.

Because there is a special story, waiting for him here.

Rongcheng is destined to be an existence that cute buns cannot be ignored.

...

Three days later, Ancheng.

When the plane landed, Zhou Yanchen held the cute bun and followed Mo Xiran.

Fu Mingrui and Chu Zhouran were waiting outside the airport to pick them up.

"It's out." He patted Chu Zhouran's shoulder and the two of them came forward.

"Xiaobao." Fu Mingrui shouted with a smile.

Meng Baozi looked at him and whispered: "Grandpa Fu."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's still our little bag that is sensible!" Fu Mingrui laughed and touched the cute bun's face. "It's not like some people who are never polite."

Zhou Yanchen coughed lightly, with a cold feeling in his mouth.

Fu Mingrui stopped when he saw that he was ready and stretched out his arm to Meng Baozi, "Come on, Grandpa Fu hug you."

The cute bun's little phoenix eyes flashed, and he stretched out his arm towards Chu Zhouran, "Uncle."

Chu Zhouran curled his lips, and the gentleman was as gentle as jade.

After taking the cute bun, he looked at Fu Mingrui with a look of disappointment.

How could it be that he was my brother’s son?

Several people got into the car and returned to Zhou's house.

Old Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Yanxi knew that Meng Baozi was back today and had been looking forward to it since the morning.

It was noon now, and there was no movement yet.

"Yan Xi, you call Zhou Ran and ask if you have answered it?"

Zhou Yanxi nodded, "Okay, I'll fight now."

As she said that, she took out her cell phone. Before she could dial the number, she heard a sound from the gate.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Dong's excited voice came: "Old lady, madam, you're back!"

"Are you back?" Old Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhou Yanxi and looked towards the door.
To be continued...