"What nonsense, no manners. ”

Jiang Xiaoyue patted her daughter gently, smiled apologetically at Li Shengnan, and said softly:

"The child is not sensible and speaks out of proportion, don't worry about her. ”

Then his eyes vaguely swirled around Song Chun'an and Song Ci's father and daughter, and asked affectionately:

"Brother-in-law is playing with the child again?"

Song Ci was tired of running, hugged his father's calves, and curiously looked at the young woman in front of him, who was not a stranger.

It's been a long time since I've heard such a fresh and refined lotus language.

Do you mean that her father doesn't do serious things all day long, and patronizes to play with the children?

It's really a big white flower, uh, this white lotus is not white at all.

Not only is it not white, but the skin is still black and yellow, but the skin on the face is quite delicate, and there are no calluses on the hands that have been grinded out by perennial labor.

Compared with Li Shengnan's fair-skinned and plump image, he is lined with more stumbling.

Song Ci probably understands a woman's comparison and vanity, so he sees through the hypocrisy under her honest smile at a glance.

It's unappetizing.

Da Heilian can't even teach her own daughter well, she is angry at a young age, and she is still used to it?

Besides, the little girl who scolded just now is in elementary school, and she is three or four years older than her, so she definitely can't play together, why did she have such a big hostility?

It must be the usual intentional or unintentional guidance of parents.

Song Cizheng secretly analyzed, he didn't want to be a fool of himself, but he had only seen Comrade Li Shengnan's mouth cannon skills two days ago, and this time was suitable for giving full play to his strengths, and he didn't need others to steal the limelight.

But before Li Shengnan could speak, Song Ci looked up at her mother curiously, and knew that the situation was wrong.

Li Shengnan's life is smooth, he smiles when he sees people, he doesn't laugh or speak, and his temperament is really good.

But now he is tense, like a cat that arches its back in the face of danger, instinctively defensively, but has no will to resist.

That's a bit weird.

Song Ci looked at the woman again, and was stunned to catch the disdainful smile that flashed in her eyes.

Song Ci frowned, and said without thinking:

"Children need to be taught if they are not sensible. If you steal needles when you are young, you will grow up stealing gold, and if you don't teach it, it will be too late, and if you let it go, you will end up in prison.

Are you her own mother or not, why don't you want your children to be well? If you don't raise them, the father's fault does not mean that the mother has no responsibility to raise her children.

The feudal era when women could hold up half the sky and wrap their feet in the door was over, and they died early in the morning!"

Song Ci snorted lightly, smiled flatteringly at Li Shengnan, who was obviously in the wrong mood, and settled the account after saying goodbye.

"If your child has something wrong with her child, her parents must teach her to understand that black is black and white, and right and wrong must be clear.

You can't use the child's small size as an excuse to turn around and morally kidnap and insist that the victim of the offense and harm be tolerated by others to tolerate you again. ”

She wrinkled her little nose, raised her small chin, and said solemnly:

"Is it okay to rely on a small seller?"

Li Shengnan was shaken by the long string of horns of his daughter, his clenched fist slowly loosened, and there was a sharp stinging pain in his palm, and the skin pierced by his nails was soaked in cold sweat and stung.

The pain came just in time to sober her up.

She tried to relax herself, took the most reserved and elegant gesture, and said without any fire:

"It's Jiang Xiaoyue, I'm in a hurry to send my children to school again? I have to be late to go back to work, right? It's really hard to go back and forth every day, Song Weimin doesn't say that I'm replacing you, and the child is not your own life, isn't it? ”