Song Anyang was sulking because of Pei Zhiyuan's matter, and sat on the sofa for a while.

Pei Zhiyuan was not used to the pestle not moving in one place, and it didn't take a moment to struggle in Song Anyang's arms to figure it out.

The child wanted to get out of Song Anyang's arms, so Pei Yue approached the mother and son and reached out to take the child into his arms.

"My fault, isn't my wife angry?"

Quite a sincere voice, a serious apology.

Hearing this, Song Anyang looked up at Pei Yue, and after retracting his gaze, he reached out and snatched the child back from his arms, stood up, and replied: "When you didn't care about Zhiyuan just now, you didn't want to think about whether I was angry or not." ”

Not only did he not help the child, but he also affirmed that he would not help him very seriously.

Song Anyang felt that his father was too unreliable.

"Oh, don't I want to cultivate children's willpower, I can't always let people help me." Pei Yue explained the previous incident more seriously.

But what he said was a strong word in Song Anyang's ears.

With a sinking eye, he replied in a muffled voice: "Anyway, I don't care, if you don't help it next time, we will divorce." After finishing speaking, Song Anyang held the child and raised his eyes to stare at Pei Yue.

And Pei Zhiyuan, who was in her arms, seemed to understand something, raised his chin arrogantly, and also stared at Pei Yue.

Although he couldn't speak, his demeanor said that if his father bullied him again, he would run away from home with his mother.

For this matter, even the divorce was proposed, Pei Yue was really stopped by the mother and son, and hurriedly reached out to hold the woman's shoulder, and said in a good voice: "If we don't divorce, even if Zhiyuan falls into the pit, I will fish him out." ”

Serious, serious, swearing.

Hearing Pei Yue say this, Song Anyang was satisfied, and nodded, which can be regarded as forgiveness.

It wasn't early, and I had dinner.

Pei Yue cleaned up the kitchen, and Song Anyang went into the bathroom to help the child take a bath.

There is nothing lacking at home, that is, Pei Zhiyuan's limbs are becoming more and more mature, and as soon as he sat in the bathtub, he happily patted the water and played.

Pei Zhiyuan was having fun, and the splash he shot was higher than the other.

But Song Anyang stared at Zhiyuan, who was still making a splash, from intentionally stopping it at the beginning, to sitting next to the bathtub in a daze at this time, staring at Pei Zhiyuan, who was still shooting water.

Pei Zhiyuan is really naughty enough!

Seeing that Pei Zhiyuan was tired of shooting, Song Anyang squeezed some baby dew, wiped it on the child, washed it after wiping, wiped the water droplets on Zhiyuan's body, and patted his little buttocks while wrapping the child in a towel.

"Why are you so naughty, and if you are naughty, I will throw you in boarding school, and leave you alone." Pei Zhiyuan can understand what some adults say, but he just listens to it in his ears and doesn't understand it very well.

Hearing that Song Anyang was talking about her, Pei Zhiyuan seemed to understand, blinked in her arms in a daze, stopped dancing, and was no longer naughty.

The child was no longer naughty, and Song Anyang got up with the child in his arms.

There were no clothes in the bathroom, so I took the child out first, put it on the bed, and turned around to look for clothes.

In the moment when Song Anyang turned around to look for clothes, Pei Zhiyuan rolled from the bed to the ground, fortunately, there was a woolen blanket on the ground, and Pei Zhiyuan, who rolled to the ground, not only did not feel pain, but also stood up and climbed behind the door.

Coincidentally, Pei Yue entered the house after cleaning up the kitchen, and when he opened the door, the door panel hit Pei Zhiyuan, who climbed behind the door.

Suddenly, the crying in the room suddenly started, and Pei Zhiyuan cried heartbreakingly.

Hearing Zhiyuan's cry, Song Anyang stopped looking for clothes, hurriedly followed the sound to look at Zhiyuan, and hurriedly ran over to pick up the child.

"Zhiyuan doesn't cry, Zhiyuan doesn't cry."

Song Anyang comforted the child, but his eyes glared at Pei Yue who opened the door.

If you open the door and hit the child, he can't open the door slowly!

Pei Yue saw Song Anyang glaring at him again, his eyes were slightly gloomy, he looked at the door, and then at the child, his face was complicated and obscure.

It wasn't until Song Anyang calmed Pei Zhiyuan so that he didn't cry that the atmosphere was a little soothed.

The child was injured twice, both of which were caused by Pei Yue, Song Anyang obviously put the responsibility on him, hugged the child and didn't speak again, and slept directly after getting into the bed.

As for Pei Yue, he didn't rush to speak, and came out after taking a shower; As soon as he got on the bed, he reached out to take the mother and son into his arms.

Song Anyang moved, avoiding his movements.

"I always feel that you are not up to the mark as a father."

Song Anyang's muffled voice slowly reached Pei Yue's ears.

Pei Yue's eyes were slightly stunned, staring at Song Anyang, who was facing away from him, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Where it is not qualified, he changes.

Song Anyang may have sensed that Pei Yue wanted to correct it, so he immediately turned around and stared at Pei Yue for a moment.

He sat up from the bed.

Pointing to Zhiyuan, who was already sleeping, he said: "Look at him, his knees are blue and his forehead is swollen, it's all a good thing you did." "Zhiyuan was injured in more than one place.

The knee was the result of Pei Yue's failure to support him before, and his forehead was because he opened the door and hit the child.

These two injuries appeared on Zhiyuan's body at the same time, and Song Anyang was very distressed.

Seeing Song Anyang pointing at the child and saying that he was hurt, Pei Yue frowned slightly and glanced at the child, and after retracting his gaze, he replied: "It's not in the way." ”

The child has a small injury, but it is indeed not in the way.

But when Song Anyang heard Pei Yue's answer, he rushed to his head with anger, and said without thinking deeply: "Then I'll knock a bag on your head and try it, you can see if it's in the way." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Anyang stared at Pei Yue tightly, already angry.

Pei Yue saw Song Anyang reply to him like this, his eyes shone slightly, and he also sat up.

He stared at her, and had already discovered that the woman was trying to quarrel.

Pei Yue's figure was tall and long, and after sitting up, he was obviously much taller than Song Anyang, and there was a sense of urgency and depression around him.

Song Anyang saw Pei Yue sit up suddenly, and at the same time, his face was gloomy, and he was stunned.

Faced with this situation, Song Anyang's previous resentment and dissatisfaction suddenly went down, and he slowly lay back on the bed with a red face, no longer making trouble.

Seeing that Song Anyang was well-behaved, Pei Yue also lay back, stretched out his hand to take the person into his arms, his heart was soft after all, and he opened his lips and admitted his mistake: "Okay, it's all my fault, I won't hurt him in the future, okay?" ”

Hearing this, Song Anyang looked up at him, nodded slightly and replied: "I'm not good either, it's because I'm not optimistic about Zhiyuan." ”

If she had been careful, the child would not have crawled behind the door or knocked on the door of his head.

"Well, take your time, no one is born with this, I... Trust you. ”

It's just that I didn't have experience at the beginning, but in the future, I will definitely accumulate experience and never make the same mistakes again.

"I believe in you too."

She also believed in him, and although he was not fast, he continued to grow into a great father.

The person who wanted to quarrel just now was sold in a short time.

Pei Yue's previous mood became happy again.

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