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Chapter 39

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    Looking at the time, it was time for Xiao Langhua to sleep, Lang stopped practicing the piano, went to the bookcase to pick out a book of fairy tales, and walked to Minglan's room.

    In the room, Xiao Langhua was lying on the bed with her lips pouted, and Ming Lan sat on the chair in front of the bed resignedly.

    Lang came in laughing with the book of fairy tales under his arm: "Did you two just quarrel?"

    Xiao Langhua sighed: "Mom can't even tell a bedtime story."

    Xiao Langhua's tone was full of disgust, and Minglan was not happy, "Little Langhua, you really have no conscience. Mom wants to tell you a story, but you don't listen to it."

    Xiao Langhua said unhappily: "Your story is not good, your story will only tell me"

    "It's just the same name and surname"

    Lang walked over, patted Ming Lan on the shoulder, and persuaded: "Mom, Mom, don't make excuses, okay?"

    He motioned for Minglan to "stand up", Minglan had no choice but to stand up, Lang sat down on Minglan's chair, took out the fairy tale book under his arm and said, "Mom, learn a little bit."

    Ming Lan curled her lips unconvinced, but she still found a chair and sat at the end of the bed, watching Lang and telling Xiao Lang Hua a bedtime story.

    Lang opened the storybook in a serious manner, and said to Xiao Langhua: "Today, my brother will tell you a story about "The Ugly Duckling."

    Little Langhua's attention was on Lang's hands: "Brother, why don't you take off your nails?"

    Lang said: "Because my brother has to continue practicing the piano after telling you the story."

    "Brother is really hard."

    "No pain No gain."

    Xiao Langhua asked again: "Aren't parents telling stories to children? Why is my brother telling stories to me?"

    "Because an elder brother is like a father." Lang showed a loving smile, and reached out to touch Xiao Langhua's face.

    Xiao Langhua was puzzled: "What is elder brother like father?"

    Lang patiently explained: "The eldest brother is the eldest brother, and the eldest brother is like a father, which means that the eldest brother is like a father. Am I your eldest brother?"

    Xiao Langpo nodded with certainty.

    "Then can I tell you a story?"

    Xiao Langhua laughed happily now: "Then can I not call you brother from now on, but call you father?"

    Minglan couldn't bear to hear it, this pair of brothers and sisters from a single-parent family was really pitiful.

    The brother and sister didn't realize that they were pitiful, and they were still talking with great interest.

    "That won't work." Lang said.

    Xiao Langhua asked: "Why? Didn't you say that an elder brother is like a father?"

    "Like a father, just like a father, but not really a father."

    Xiao Langhua giggled, pointed at Lang, and said, "Then you are a fake father."

    With an expression of "I'm convinced you", Lang raised the fairy tale book in his hand: "Sister, do you still want to listen to the story?"

    Xiao Langhua lay down again, and said obediently: "I want it, I love listening to my brother tell me a bedtime story, brother tell me a bedtime story, I'm ready."

    "Little Langhua, you are so good."

    Lang started to tell stories to Xiao Langhua, and Minglan was jealous when she watched from the sidelines. She suddenly wanted a brother, but she only had a brother.

    Tomorrow pushed open the door of the beautiful house and was startled, Ming Lan was still sitting on the sofa in the living room.

    "Eldest sister, it's so late, why aren't you asleep?" Walking into the living room tomorrow, she looked at Minglan in disbelief.

    "I'm waiting for you." Ming Lan said with a smile, her eyes fell on tomorrow's hands, and her smile immediately disappeared, "Didn't you bring home food?"

    "Please, big sister, takeout is very expensive, how much do I earn? I bring you takeout every day, and my wife can't save it at all." Ming Ming said awkwardly.

    Sure enough, my younger brother is not as good as my elder brother, Ming Lan said in her heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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