"Oh! Good. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Song Chenguang was also well-behaved, he didn't ask or protest at all about Song Yuanhuan's request, and obediently let go of the puzzle in his hand: "Little baby Xiaoyue, you play by yourself, my brother goes to wash the dishes, and I am playing with you after washing the dishes." Song Chenguang said, and the two little short legs automatically and spontaneously walked to the small bench in the corner of the living room, and then walked into the kitchen with the small bench.

Song Yuanhuan cleaned up the dining table and piled all the plates, dishes and chopsticks in front of Song Chenguang.

However, Song Chenguang's children, facing the small bowl of eating, he can barely wash it, but the dishes are all very large and sufficient, Song Chenguang's two little meat hands are particularly hard, and he can't easily grab the dishes to wash, the whole person is red because of his efforts, and then looks at Song Yuanhuan, who is standing aside, with his hands around his chest, pointing on his toes, and his face is crying without tears.

"Dad, Chenguang can't wash it......" Song Chenguang was a little aggrieved.

"You're a man, you can't be a man, quick, keep washing." Song Yuanhuan's mood did not fluctuate at all, and his indifferent voice continued to abuse his son, encouraging him earnestly, never admitting it, this abuse was mixed with very strong personal feelings.

Song Chenguang opened his mouth to look at Song Yuanhuan, so he helplessly lowered his eyes and continued to fight with the dish plate that was much bigger than his face, and then the whole person began to be slowly wet with dishwater, and the clothes on his cheeks were stained with foam.

Song Yuanhuan stood aside from beginning to end as a supervisor like Zhou Peeling, looking at his son's embarrassed hard work, he was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, and after quickly looking away, Song Yuanhuan cleared his throat: "Well, it's almost washed, and the rest of the father will deal with it." Song Yuanhuan looked at the dishes and chopsticks that were basically processed in the sink and spoke, and said like a gift: "Go back to the house and change your clothes and wash them off, don't tell your mother, I will let you wash the dishes again, do you know?" "Song Yuanhuan knows Xu Xiuxiu's temperament, if she knows that he abuses his son again, he is afraid that he will not be able to go to bed tonight.

This kind of abuse by his daughter-in-law and children, he must kill it before it happens.

"Got it." Song Chenguang lowered his head aggrievedly, but he began to play the clever little Jiujiu in his heart.

"Good." Song Chenguang reached out and touched his eldest son's head, praised him with a bad uncle's satisfaction, and then rolled up his sleeves and began to deal with the floor of the kitchen that seemed to be flooded, and resigned himself to start cleaning up the mess.

When Xu Xiuxiu slept until she got up in the afternoon, the three children in the family had also been successfully driven to the house by Song Yuanhuan to take a nap, and when Xu Xiuxiu walked out of the bedroom, she also successfully avoided the embarrassment in her heart, but fortunately, she finally didn't have to come out to face the curious eyes of the children.

"The kids are taking a nap?" Xu Xiuxiu asked Song Yuanhuan, and then rubbed her thin waist as if complaining, remembering that she had done that thing with Song Yuanhuan in the bedroom before, and she also threw the three children directly in the living room, she felt that she was too crazy, she was fooled by Song Yuanhuan half-pushed, this hateful color embryo.

"Hmm!" Song Yuanhuan came to Xu Xiuxiu with a smile, hugged Xu Xiuxiu diligently, and hit her small waist with a big palm: "Back soreness? Although he asked, his movements were extraordinarily considerate, but the smile on his face and eyes could not be concealed in any way.

"Go away." Seeing this, Xu Xiuxiu immediately slapped his hand away angrily.

"Daughter-in-law, I'll rub it for you! Rubbing your waist won't be sore. Song Yuanhuan was cheeky and continued to be courteous.

"Who wants you to rub it." Xu Xiuxiu's words were coquettish.

Song Yuanhuan followed his daughter-in-law with a smile, saw her sit on the sofa, and immediately sat down close to Xu Xiuxiu, and then diligently pinched her shoulders and beat her back.

In the noisy and noisy room, Song Yuanhuan took the three children to play plasticine and play intellectual puzzles, but Song Chenguang watched Song Yuanhuan coax his younger brothers and sisters to play, and the little guy cleverly ran to Xu Xiuxiu's side, pouted and whispered to Xu Xiuxiu's ear: "Mom, did Dad bully you?" Song Chenguang asked, looking at Song Yuanhuan defensively, afraid that his words about caring for his mother would be heard by Song Yuanhuan.

When Xu Xiuxiu heard this, her face turned embarrassed, and she turned her head to look at her eldest son who cared about her: "Yes, your father bullied his mother." Xu Xiuxiu admitted directly that she didn't think it would trap Song Yuanhuan at all.

Song Chenguang clenched his little fist and snorted, I knew it was like this, Dad really bullied Mom, Dad is a villain, Xu Xiuxiu smiled when she saw this.

"Mom is not afraid, Dad will bully you in the future, your name is Chenguang, Chenguang protects you." Although Song Chenguang is as well-behaved as a bun in front of Song Yuanhuan, in front of Xu Xiuxiu, in addition to being occasionally childish, he also shows his bravery as a boy.

"Thank you, son." Xu Xiuxiu was instantly poked by her son in the soft place in the center, holding the little guy's cheek and kissing a few times.

And the one who was sitting next to the dragon and phoenix fetus, looking at the eldest son and daughter-in-law who had come together to whisper, and then saw the daughter-in-law kissing her son with a smile, and a vinegar smell began to ferment wantonly in her heart.

"Say what?" Song Yuanhuan didn't hide it, looking at his daughter-in-law who was looking at him with a provocative expression, and asked directly.

"I won't tell you." Xu Xiuxiu hummed arrogantly.

Song Yuanhuan is in Song Chenguang's mind, although his image is extraordinarily majestic, but after Song Chenguang was abused by Song Yuanhuan at this time, he became angry with Xu Xiuxiu, and the little guy was also bold and straightened his small chest: "Yes, don't tell your father, your father is bad." After speaking, the little hand grabbed the hem of Xu Xiuxiu's sleeve: "Mom, Dad asked me to wash the dishes again today, and asked Chenguang to wash the clothes by himself." A certain child who said that he would not sue, at this moment, without warning, complained to his mother in front of Song Yuanhuan about his father's evil behavior of abusing him.

Song Yuanhuan was suddenly helplessly betrayed by his son, and then successfully harvested the white eyes of his daughter-in-law, obviously, the favor he gained from beating his back and rubbing his shoulders in the afternoon was instantly beaten back to his original shape by his son's words, and sure enough, his son came to collect debts.

Song Yuanhuan gritted his teeth and thought about it, and hugged his baby daughter into his arms.

"Dad, you can't bully your mother again in the future, if you bully your mother again, Chenguang will be angry." Song Chenguang was glanced at by Song Yuanhuan's complicated eyes, his thin lips pursed, and he seemed to be a little nervous, but he still mustered up the courage to walk in front of Song Yuanhuan, and the little guy tilted his head and planned to make an agreement with Song Yuanhuan between men and men.

"You're angry?" Song Yuanhuan raised his eyebrows, looking at his eldest son, who was obviously lacking in confidence, and didn't know how to tease him. (To be continued.) )