The little guy put one hand on his shoulder, one hand on his collar and looked at him askew.

"Mommy, why did you bite you?"

Cold day Mou Guang Yi Shan, is glaring at the small fellow curious appearance, thin lips lightly Yang, "may be she dream to eat delicious!"

Leng Yicheng was dubious and looked at the cold sky with her eyes dripping. "But Mommy once dreamt that she didn't bite me

Cold weather

"The gift is in the study. Find it yourself. The big one belongs to your mother and the small one belongs to you!"

He put down his son and let the little guy look for him.

Leng Yicheng is very happy and runs towards the study.

Cold days follow behind. When I pass the downstairs storeroom, I have a meal on my heel.

He looked up and suddenly saw several white cocoons on the corner of the wall, and the blue veins on his forehead were jumping violently.

"Uncle Yi!"

He suddenly yelled, with anger, even Leng Yicheng was scared. The little guy who just ran to the door of the study looked back at him and didn't know what happened.

See cold day face gloomy, ice cold three feet of appearance, cold Yi Cheng subconsciously choked saliva.

Uncle B in the kitchen, heard the voice of the cold, quickly ran over, respectfully asked.

"What's the matter, young master?"

"What's going on?" In the cold, he pointed to the corner above his head and looked angry.

Uncle B took a breath when he saw that it was a cocoon in the corner.

Darling, how did you get out.

"This..."

"Get out of here. Haven't you been killing me lately?" Cold day vision sharp stare second uncle, inside the room unexpectedly have this.

Uncle B dare not breathe.

When Leng Yicheng knows what's going on, he shrinks to his study in fear, but when he sees uncle Yi being scolded, he feels guilty.

"Not yet?"

On a cold day, I saw Uncle B faltering and yelling.

"Yes, young master!" Uncle B rushed to move the chair, "this is a cocoon, not an insect!"

Jun's face is dark in cold weather.

Leng Yicheng ran over and summoned up the courage to admit his mistake. "Dad, don't be angry. I raised this one!"

The little guy's voice trembled with fear.

"What did you say?" Cold day sharp eyes, staring at the little guy, cold Yicheng swallowed saliva.

The little hand twisted, "this is my silkworm baby!"

On a cold day, the blue tendons on the forehead suddenly jump, stare at my son, and then sweep the cocoon on the corner. Jun's face is very dark.

"What do you do with this thing? Don't you know you can run around?"

On a cold day, my blood pressure soared.

"I, I closed the door carefully, and I don't know why they came out. They are all cocooned and won't run away!"

Leng Yicheng's explanation is bumpy. I haven't seen him get angry for a long time. I'm afraid.

Uncle B moved the stool, took a shovel, and carefully took down the cocoon.

On a cold day, I opened the door of the room and saw the messy cocoons and creeping worms inside. My face was blacker.

"Clean it up right now!"

When the summer solstice was upstairs, I heard the fury of the cold weather. I changed my clothes and hurried downstairs.

See the son afraid of standing on one side, B uncle is making what, think of what, she hurried past.

"Why is there such a big fire? I heard it upstairs!"

She looked reproachfully at the cold weather.

"Look at this room! The room is full of smell On a cold day, her face was gloomy. Let her see what was going on inside.

She took a look inside, a lot of silkworms are cocooned, but not obediently on the shelf, climbed a room.

Uncle B took all the things out, but he didn't dare to take them in.

"Baby curious about this thing, raise a little, cocoon like, so a few days time!"

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