Lin Chunyuan was eating melon seeds while listening to the people in the hall redressing their grievances.
"Fu Jin, tell me, what is this?"
Lin Chunyuan: Yes, what's the matter? You've been reading it all afternoon, and I've already swallowed the seeds.
"Fu Jin, since I gave birth to Hongli, the prince has not even come to my room."
Lin Chunyuan: "I'm tired of eating."
Li Jingyan wiped away her tears:? ? ?
Lin Chunyuan waved his hand: I didn't talk about you, I talked about melon seeds, you continue.
"Fu Jin, do you think there is any way to get the prince to come and take a look at our mother and son? Even if you don't look at me, you have to look at Hongli. He has grown taller recently."
Lin Chunyuan touched the bubble in his mouth, "That's simple, there is a way!"
Li Jing said, "Huh?" She stretched her neck and waited.
"It will grow to 3 meters. When the time comes, not only the prince, but also Guinness will have to come and take a look."
Li Jingyan's mouth opened like a goose egg.
"Well, Fujin, is there any way to make Hongli grow to 3 meters?"
Lin Chunyuan sprayed a mouthful of old tea on her face: Good guy, if I really have a way, I will use it myself. Will it be your son's turn?
When the time comes, not to mention Guinness, even Forbes, I, Lin Chunyuan, will have to try my hand at it!
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