Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

Obviously, Little Trumpet has no concept of time, Feng Hao doesn't know how to explain it to him.

Fortunately, there is a pot of green plants in the small speaker's room, Feng Hao pointed to the green plants and said, "A month is very long, wait until it blooms."

Feng Hao didn't know that he casually pointed to a green plant that would never bloom, and the little trumpet didn't understand.

"It develops?"

Feng Hao patiently explained, "It's blossoming."

"There are 30 days in a month, and 24 hours in a day."

The little trumpet snapped his fingers, why are there more and more of them, fast... almost holding back.

Seeing that he seemed to understand what he meant, Feng Hao finally stopped, "A month is not a short period of time, it is a very, very long time."

Little Trumpet's teary eyes seemed to be bullied, "Don't be too long."

Feng Hao sighed in annoyance, "But it's not up to me."

Little Trumpet looked at him pitifully, "Then who...forget it."

Feng Hao told him popular science, "Every child has to go to school, and they have to listen to what the teacher tells them. The school has the final say, and I can only take a vacation when they say it."

Little Trumpet pursed his lips and wanted to cry, "Did brother get caught for doing something bad?"

Feng Hao touched his head, "The one you mentioned is a prison, not a school."

Little Trumpet felt that there was no difference, "They... can't come back, can they? They can't play with the baby,"

Ah, this... makes sense.

Feng Hao's heart was shaken, but fortunately his reason came back in just a moment, how could he be led astray by his younger brother.

"School is a place for teaching and educating people. Those who go to school are children, who are the flowers of the motherland."

Little Trumpet scratched his face, "You are in the garden."

"No." Feng Hao was a little at a loss, "That's a metaphor."

"What is that metaphor?"

Feng Hao stood up and covered Xiao Trump's mouth, "Why don't you go to sleep."

It's been a while since I ate, my brother should have digested the food.

Little Trumpet was easily distracted, he scratched his itchy buttocks and turned to crawl on the bed.

But this bed is a bit too high, and Xiao Trumpe alone can't get up on it. Feng Hao supported his little butt behind, Xiao Trump pushed his brother's head vigorously and finally climbed onto the bed.

After doing all this, Feng Hao was even more exhausted than his younger brother who was struggling to climb the bed. He thoughtfully covered his younger brother with a small quilt.Little Trumpet was lying on the bed with his eyes wide open, Feng Hao reminded, "Go to sleep."

Can't sleep.

The baby was indeed very sleepy just now, but when my brother talked to himself, he had already made himself very energetic, and now he didn't want to sleep at all.

Feng Hao didn't expect to encounter such a problem. He picked up a picture book on the table, "How about I tell you a story, and you can fall asleep listening to the story."

The little trumpet nodded excitedly, okay, okay, the baby likes to listen to stories.

Feng Hao closed the curtains, and closed the bedroom door to create a space suitable for sleeping. Looking at the dim environment, the small speaker lying on the bed yawned involuntarily.

It seems to have a feeling.

He patted the empty seat beside him, "Brother, come up and talk."

Feng Hao kicked off his shoes and climbed up, "Today we are telling the story of the little dinosaur and the little white rabbit."

Little Trumpet yawned again and rubbed his eyes, "It's the same as the baby, they both have a small surname."

Feng Hao looked at his younger brother helplessly, "Your surname is not Xiao, you are only called Xiao Trumpet."

The baby nodded half-understanding, so oh, it's so hard to understand.

Feng Hao continued to tell the story, "On a mountaintop, there lived a little dinosaur. He had a neighbor named Little White Rabbit..."

After talking for about ten minutes, Feng Hao's voice gradually became softer.

There was a small snoring sound from the bedroom.

"are you asleep?"

No one spoke, only small grunts answered him.

The baby on the bed got up all at once, and the elder brother fell asleep before he finished telling himself.

Did the little dinosaur and the little white rabbit reconcile in the end?

Little Trumpet, who couldn't bear to disturb his brother, decided to find the truth from the book by himself, and he gently pulled the book out of his brother's hand.

Because it is a children's picture book, there are illustrations on it.

Little Trumpet's fingers tapped those unfamiliar characters, pretending to understand, "Well, this... this, that's it."

On the last page of the picture book, he saw the little dinosaur sharing carrots with the little white rabbit, and the baby's heart was finally put into his stomach.

Eating together means that the two children have reconciled.

The little trumpet was satisfied.

He put the book aside so as not to hurt his brother, and the quilt that was originally covering him was also covered on his brother.

The little trumpet who has done all this is relieved, and today is also a good baby who takes care of others.

My brother is sleeping and he wants to get out of bed and play.

The little trumpet got down on the ground like a little turtle, and then slowly moved down. The little jiojio turned around twice flexibly, but he didn't step on the ground. He refused to admit that it was his short legs, and it must be the bed.

He threw a large doll on the ground so the baby could get out of bed.

The small speaker in the room was boring, and he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting his brother's sleep.

He wants to go out and play, but the doorknob is too high for him to open.

I could only turn around in the room, and finally sat on the doll when I got tired.

The sound of footsteps going upstairs came from outside, and Aunt Zhang came to call Feng Hao for dinner.

Seeing that the door was closed, she didn't open it hastily. She just knocked lightly twice tentatively, and asked in a low voice, "Hao Hao, is the little speaker asleep? Time to go down for dinner?"

Have a meal? !

The little guy's radar was instantly awakened, and he walked quietly to the back of the door on his feet, and also replied in a low voice, "Auntie, brother is asleep, Xiao Trumpet will go to dinner with you."