After Qiao Nan and his family discussed, they asked Qiao Bowen to enroll in the interest class of judo, and when they went home, he had been practicing in Hong Kong City for half a year.

But in Qiao Nan's opinion, the child is still too young, and sending him to various interest classes is just to pass the time and not learn anything. Qiao Bowen was not convinced, so he had to learn from his father.

But how to compete? Qiao Nan can only sit or squat, so that he can be as tall as his son. Qiao Bowen grabbed his father's collar every time, but every time at the last moment, he was grabbed by his father and thrown on the sofa like a sandbag.

Jolene shook her head at it, and even said that the little commander was a masochist, who had been thrown so many times by his father, and laughed again. But in fact, Qiao Nan is the one who was abused, children don't know that they are tired, but adults do. After playing with his son for several days, he lamented every day that as long as he didn't play with his children, nothing he did would be like going to heaven.

The family also went to a temple fair, and Qiao Bowen was like a rabbit returning to the mountains and forests, and he could sweat profusely in a crowded temple fair. Fortunately, Qiao Nan tied him with a rope, so it wouldn't be too dangerous. However, Jobwen rarely asks for it, and the only thing he wants to do is to pop balloons with a toy gun.

Qiao Nan knows that playing balloons, rings and other things are routines, but if his son wants to play, he tries his best to be satisfied. Qiao Bowen raised the toy gun solemnly, as if he was holding a sniper rifle, and aimed at the target very carefully.

Qiao Nan hugged him and urged impatiently: "What aims? It's so close and there is still aiming, Lao Tzu can hit blindfolded!"

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Seeing this scene, Jolene immediately remembered the experience of asking her brother to tutor in mathematics. Every time she accumulates a bunch of questions to ask her brother, Qiao Nan always stares at her and yells at her: "Do you still need to count these questions? What are they? You can see the answer at a glance! How can I tell you?"

Thinking of the past, Qiao Lin taught her brother: "Be patient with your son! You can't demand your standards from him, he is a veritable child!"

Qiao Nan didn't care, and asked his son expressionlessly: "Qiao Bowen, do you like Dad?"

Qiao Bowen nodded heavily: "Hmm!"

"Don't come to stir up the relationship between our father and son. ”

Qiao Nan was triumphant, and walked away with his son who had found nothing. Qiao Lin let go of her clenched fists, thinking to herself, why shouldn't she be like this? I wanted to kill Qiao Nan every day, but when something happened, she still pitifully asked her brother for help.

What made Qiao Lin even more uneasy was that in the past few days at home, Qiao Bowen had been led astray by his father. When I first met my sister, he was a very friendly brother. When his sister sleeps, he covers the quilt, and when his sister drinks milk, he holds the bottle, so it can be said that he is a model brother.

The whole family was very pleased, but until one day, Qiao Bowen took off his sister's pacifier, stretched his foot to his sister's mouth, and asked with a smile: "Sister, do you gnaw your feet?"

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As far as Qiao Lin knew, Qiao Nan had teased her like this when she was a little baby, and later, Sun Ruiyang, who was deeply influenced by Qiao Nan, also teased his sister like this. Now it was Qiao Nan's son's turn, but Qiao Nan firmly denied that the matter had anything to do with him: "I didn't teach, he can't learn from me." You ask the brother in the world, who hasn't played tricks on his sister?"

Having said that, Qiao Nan still educated his son seriously, Qiao Bowen shook his head, and he didn't know if he listened to it. was about to say goodbye to his grandparents, Qiao Nan asked him to behave well and stop doing annoying things, otherwise his grandparents would be unhappy.

Qiao Bowen was unhappy first, he didn't want to be separated from his grandparents, and he was reluctant to let go of his dog and a group of children. But his parents can only take him away, how can he be happy?

Qiao Nan planned to officially return on the eighth day of the new year, and the whole family couldn't laugh at the thought that the parting was approaching. Wen Jing had already made an appointment with a photo studio, and before leaving Hong Kong City, the whole family would take a few family photos together. Grandma took Wen Jing's hand and teary-eyed: "Isn't Hong Kong City good? Can't you stay here?"

Wen Jing couldn't bear to answer her grandmother's question, and she couldn't bear to be a lively family. The most guilty should be Qiao Nan, when he was young, he had too many knots in his heart that he couldn't untie, and they were all related to his parents, so he deliberately chose to serve far away from home. As he grew older and experienced vicissitudes, those knots in his heart were gradually untied, and he longed to return to his parents, but he had long lost the freedom to choose.

He can stay at home for a short time, but he doesn't want to count down, and he doesn't talk to his parents about those sad topics, every day is to take the children to play, accompany his parents to hang out, eat, talk about the past, and live a relaxed life. Whenever his parents were sad about parting, he would divert the topic and promise them that they would live together in a few years.

In the past two days when his son came home, Old Joe was full of enthusiasm no matter what he did, but when he thought that in a few days, his son's family would be gone, and he would have to take his eldest grandson with him, so he lost his strength. Thinking that after his grandson left, this family was completely lively, and Lao Qiao was even more sad.

One night, Lao Qiao was so sad that he couldn't sleep, got up to go to the toilet, and found that there was a person sitting at the door of the study. The man was none other than his son. Qiao Nan was tall, but he sat on the small bench of the little commander, curled up there, like a dozing bear.

When the bear heard the movement, he looked up and said hello: "Dad, go to the toilet?"

Old Joe approached and squinted at his son's phone, the screen flashed with colorful lights, and there was no doubt that the kid was playing a game again.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, I sat at the door of the study, playing a game engrossedly. Old Joe was dumbfounded, if it weren't for his son right in front of him, how could he believe that this was the work of a mature officer?!

Old Qiao couldn't help but kick him: "In the middle of the night, what are you doing?"

"Play games with friends. ”

"Can't you play during the day?"

"Your daughter-in-law won't let me play with my phone in front of my children during the day! And I take care of my children every day, where can I have time to play games?"

Old Qiao pursed his lips and kicked him again: "Then what are you doing here? Look at you, where do you look like a cadre?"

"Where am I at home, what kind of cadre is I?" Qiao Nan quickly pressed his mobile phone: "The router is in the study, and the signal is the best here." Playing in other places, the net is always stuck, dragging me back!"

"Then don't play! Your grandma sleeps in this house, if the old man gets up in the middle of the night, he won't be scared out of heart disease by you!"

Qiao Nan agreed, but still banged on the screen frantically. When Old Joe came out of the toilet, he was still playing with his heart, like a high school student with an Internet addiction.

Old Qiao remembered what his daughter-in-law said: "Playing games is really Qiao Nan's last stubbornness, no matter how many times I quarrel with him, he doesn't listen." However, he usually works so intensely, and games are the only way for him to relax. ”

Lao Qiao remembered again that his son also went to an Internet café to play games in high school, and was taught a lesson by him and his wife in turn when he returned home. However, he also believes that his son is measured and has never delayed his business because of playing games.

That's it, that's it, let him go. Old Joe walked past his son, his face full of disgust, and walked straight back to the bedroom.

But Lao Qiao remembered that his son and daughter-in-law were going to change houses, and he thought about it again. According to Qiao Nan's temperament, he must be eighty percent sure, so he revealed this tone to his family. But Lao Qiao knows that they spend a lot of money, and they don't have strong in-laws like Qiao Lu to support, if they want to change to a bigger house, is the money enough?

Old Qiao also asked him, wouldn't he have a chance to move to the rumored "compound"? Qiao Nan said with a wry smile: "I may have to carry two more stars before I dare to imagine it." But we have good welfare now, and there are policies for buying a house, so don't worry. ”

The two of them were quite optimistic, and they didn't cry poverty with their families after returning home. But when he thought that the two of them would have to endure hardships again, Lao Qiao was still distressed. He suddenly got up from the bed and wanted to go out and ask what was going on. Unexpectedly, my son was no longer at the door of the study, and probably fell asleep under the covers.

This kid won't even give him a chance to care. Maybe you care less about it, and you won't be so sad when you are separated, right?