On a sunny morning, the Little Overlord of Mohism is about to go online.

The originally fairy-tale-style villa lost its former tranquility due to the appearance of a seven-year-old child.

"Uncle Butler, I brought you a gift!"

The enthusiastic little fat boy rushed in like a bullet.

The butler, who was originally dressed meticulously in a suit, now had all of its wrinkles because of the doll hanging on it.

But he was not annoyed. Instead, he had a kind smile on his face and responded to the little fat boy's words.

After waiting for a while, Mo Hepu finally walked in, dragging a lot of bags.

"Mo Xiaopang!"

Mo Hepu shouted with gnashing teeth, but the little fat boy was not panicked at all, as he knew his brother was a man who looked fierce but was actually weak.

The thunder is loud but the rain is small. He would not be reluctant to do anything to his beloved brother.

He puffed out his round belly, and the little flesh on his cheeks swayed with his movement.

Now, I am considered one of the cutest fat people, and it is the body type that the elderly like most.

Fortunately, she is still a child and has naturally good-looking facial features, otherwise she would be fat like a ball and would not be very cute.

"My name is not Mo Xiaopang, my name is Mo Pangbang!"

Mo Pangqi puffed out his belly and said with confidence, Mo Hepu.

Mo Hepu rolled his eyes and retorted.

"What's the difference, Chubby?"

The words he spoke were like a sharp knife piercing into the little fat boy's heart.

He covered his chest in a funny manner and took a few steps back.

He grabbed the trouser leg of the housekeeper next to him and pretended to be injured and weak while complaining.

"Ugh! Your words... hurt my heart. If I don't eat the mung bean cake at home today... I won't be able to get better."

The old saying is true: one and two years old are the sweetest of children, three and four years old are a little annoying, five and six years old are always causing trouble, and seven and eight years old are disliked by even dogs.

If we compare Mo Pangyan with Wu Suinian of the Wu family, Wu Suinian is simply an angel and is extremely well-behaved.

Mo Hepu looked at the butler who was tossed around by the little fat boy, and a merciless blow fell on his head.

"Behave yourself! I wanted to let you go because you've been at Camp Xiali for so long, but now you're asking for a beating!"

The little fat boy covered the part that was shot and looked at Mo Hepu with tears in his eyes.

Mo Hepu would not tolerate his bad habits. He was the youngest in the family and the elders spoiled him.

If I don't behave like a brother, this little brat will probably make a scene!

The housekeeper touched Mo Pangqian's head soothingly and brought him some mung bean ice cream.

Children are the most resistant to beatings and are the least likely to hold grudges.

I ate the mung bean ice cream that I had been craving for in Camp Xiali, and my excitement came and went quickly.

With a bulging mouth, he chewed food while talking to Grandma Nan and the housekeeper, who had just woken up, about his experiences at Camp Xiali.

The owners of the house are all very picky about food.

Apart from the servants who clean the house and manage the gardening outside, the aunt who cooks in the kitchen has the most people in the house. After all, she has to cook for so many people in the house.

One of the aunties is really good at making dim sum, which is totally different from those bought outside.

Ever since he could walk as a little chubby boy, he loved running into the kitchen and playing with this aunt.

It’s said to be playing, but actually it’s just helping in the kitchen.

Help her and drool at the snacks.

Ahem, no, it’s about watching over the snacks so that no one can steal them.

Although the snacks were often stolen, it was obvious that some people were stealing from the company, but they were just children, so what could they say?

Of course I can only pamper her.

Everything the little fat boy eats is not in vain, as the fat on his body is clearly visible.

It was not until last year's physical examination that the doctor explicitly forbade him to eat more, otherwise it would affect his health. Only then did the fat boy officially start his difficult journey of weight loss under the supervision of his family.

Losing weight starts with controlling diet. I stopped drinking a bottle of beverage a day. Besides boiled water, I can only drink pure milk every day.

The must-have popsicles in summer are no longer available, and at most I can have a plate of fruit platter to cool off every day.

The several large plates of snacks every day are no longer available. My aunt has changed the recipe to a variety of low-sugar and low-calorie snacks, and the portion sizes are limited when eating.

Delicious Mo Pang Pang went through a difficult period of adaptation, from crying and rolling around in the beginning to accepting it reluctantly now.

Even in my dreams, I dreamed of unforgettable snacks, but when I took a bite, they were empty and I ate in vain.

A tasteless dream of delicious food, from which I was suddenly awakened by fear.

Come to think of it, I don’t know whether this is a nightmare or a sweet dream for Mo Pangqian.

This summer camp is one of them. I hope the little fat boy can go out and move more instead of staying at home every day.

In order to encourage the little fat boy to go to Camp Xiali, all the children in the villa were packed up and sent there.

The Xiali Camp suddenly made a lot of money, and everyone in the villa could have a quiet summer vacation.

There is no choice. There are indeed many children in the villa, but those who can play with Mo Pang Pang naturally have similar personalities.

One little bully is enough to deal with, but a group of little devils are making trouble in the farm, causing so much trouble that even the free-range hens dare not lay eggs.

Hen: Who knows how bitter I feel? I have to jump up and down when I eat, and when I lay eggs, people stare at my butt and take them away while they are still hot! Summer vacation, hurry up and pass it!!! 凸(>皿<)凸

After Mo Pangxiang filled his little stomach, he entertained his family for a while with his grandmother Nan and the housekeeper Uncle Caiyi.

As expected, he was a child who grew up eating sweets. His little mouth was so sweet that he made the adults laugh.

Hearing the familiar voice of a friend coming from the door, he patted the residual battery on his hands and was about to run out happily.

Then fate grabbed him by the scruff of the neck.

I turned around and saw it was my brother.

Mo Pangxiang looked at his brother's face and tried hard with his little head to recall what had violated his taboo.

With a slightly flattering smile, he took the hand that Mo Hepu extended and asked carefully.

"Brother, I want to go out and play."

The little fat boy blinked his eyes and pretended to be well-behaved.

The elder brother's mouth, which was only 37 degrees Celsius, uttered words that were extremely cold.

"Summer vacation is almost over. Have you finished your summer homework?"

The corners of Mo Pang's smiling mouth suddenly stiffened, his eyes rolled around, trying to find some excuse to fool people.

Even if a seven-year-old child has some little tricks, they are very obvious and can be easily exposed.

"Stop trying to make excuses."

After saying that, he picked up his collar and walked back. Mo Pangqiang looked at his friend who was so close and yet seemed so far away, and stretched out his hand.

Jianghu comes to the rescue! ─=≡Σ((( つ?? 3 ??)つ宝

Mo Hepu glanced at the hand he stretched out, curled his lips, and glanced at the children outside.

Therefore, the children who were acting out their separation, like their eldest brother, were happily assigned to make up their homework after a while.

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