Cao Shuo has actually been busy with affairs recently, and he usually doesn't have much chance to meet Cao Cao again (brush points).

And others... Now they are almost angry with Cao Shuo.

Even if you write a breast enhancement report for Yu Ban, it is estimated that you can only get 100 points at most.

Now the source of Cao Shuo's points is actually mainly the opponents in the magazine, such as Sun Quan and Liu Bei.

But the points they scolded behind their backs were not as good as in person, so Cao Shuo has been very troubled recently.

But today .... Cao Shuo didn't expect to meet a new experience baby!

"This is really a nowhere to find iron, and it takes no effort to get it....."

Cao Shuo didn't expect that there was still a person beside him who silently looked down on him.

It feels like ..... It's wonderful!

"Cao Ang, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Ding just glanced at Cao Shuo coldly, and then turned to Cao Ang and said.

Because she really disdains it, and she doesn't want to say a word about it to have anything to do with this rebel son of the Cao family who is known throughout the city.

It can be said unceremoniously that if Cao Shuo was Mrs. Ding's son, it is estimated that he would be beaten to death by Mrs. Ding before the age of eighteen.

"I ....."

Cao Ang's face suddenly turned red, and his mouth couldn't say a complete sentence:

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just ..... with Cao Shuo today"

"Cao Ang, you kneel down for me!"

Mrs. Ding snorted softly, and then said as if talking to herself:

"Cao Shuo, I don't know what you are doing when you come to me today?"

"Hee-hee!"

Cao Shuo smiled, and then saluted Mrs. Ding:

"Auntie, let me tell you the truth, I came here this time to give you advice!"

"Opinions? What good things can you say, boy? Mrs. Ding still didn't want to pay attention to it, and she didn't even look at Cao Shuo.

"Hey, hey!"

Cao Shuo said straight to the point: "I think your discipline of your eldest brother has been too strict recently, and he can't even relax his body after work every day, so I suggest you allow him to go out to exercise more, such as the football basketball I invented." ”

Boom!

As soon as Cao Shuo's words fell, Mrs. Ding was so angry that she dropped the scissors and flower pots in her hands:

"It's okay for you to mess around with your soldiers by yourself, this time you even brought Cao Ang, I advise you to stop in moderation!"

Mrs. Ding scolded like this....

Cao Shuo gained another wave of points.

What is it? What a feeling it feels like to win by lying down!

"Hehe...."

Cao Shuo didn't get angry at all, and continued to say without annoyance:

"You know, it's not all bad to mess around, let's mess around, at least it can relax our mood, right? Besides, big brother, he is already good and hardworking enough, you said that if he dies of exhaustion... Don't you feel sorry for him? ”

"Humph!"

Mrs. Ding crossed her waist and glanced at Cao Shuo: "Cao Ang is my own son, I don't need outsiders like you to worry about it, especially not for you!" ”

"Oh? Then I want to ask Auntie, how long has it been since you ever seen your eldest brother smile? ”

"This.... Yes! ”

Mrs. Ding was still thinking about how to refute Cao Shuo, but the next second she lost her mind, touched the fragments of the flower pot and fell to the ground.

"Mom!"

Cao Ang was suddenly startled and hurriedly ran to Mrs. Ding's side.

"My Cao Ang...."

Mrs. Ding looked at Cao Ang's anxious and panicked appearance, and suddenly returned to Cao Ang's toddler appearance.

At that time, Cao Ang was so innocent and simple, and he still had a gratifying smile on his face.

But... Cao Ang really didn't seem to have laughed in a long time.

But when did that start?

It seems that he started learning swordsmanship at the age of seven, as if he started learning etiquette at the age of eight, as if he started learning calligraphy at the age of twelve, and as if he started learning horseback riding at the age of thirteen.

In Mrs. Ding's opinion, Cao Ang will become a real gentleman, a hot-blooded man who stands up to the sky and defends the country!

And although Mrs. Ding is Cao Cao's wife, there are actually many things that still can't get used to Cao Cao.

Not to mention Cao Shuo.

She hopes that Cao Ang will become what she thinks she will be when she becomes an adult, a gentleman who is gentle and understands etiquette, and a man who can also know all kinds of martial arts.

Mrs. Ding's ideal Cao Ang is someone else's child in the neighbor's mouth, and he is a person who is difficult to find fault with his whole body.

It is undeniable that Mrs. Ding did it, and did it well.

But why is the smile on Cao Ang's face disappearing now?

It seems that since he was seven or eight years old, he rarely saw the smile on Cao Ang's face.

Reminisce again...

Mrs. Ding remembered that the last time Cao Ang laughed heartily, it was when he played Keju with a group of soldiers at the door of his house.

But afterwards, Mrs. Ding was furious and fiercely criticized Cao Ang for not doing his job properly.

Cao Ang saw that Mrs. Ding was angry at that time, and he also knelt at Mrs. Ding's door in horror all night, and swore that he would never play Keju again.

Since then, Cao Ang has never played any games, and Madame Ding rarely sees Cao Ang smiling.

As a mother, Mrs. Ding has always been concerned about whether Cao Angfei is high or not, and whether she has done anything, but she has never paid attention to Cao Ang's mood, and whether she is happy or unhappy every day.

Is this the ideal Cao Ang, or has he lost his life?

Thoughts slowly flowed through Mrs. Ding's mind like a montage movie, and after a while, Mrs. Ding slowly spoke: "Cao Ang, you... Do you really like Kemari? ”

"Huh?"

Cao Ang was stunned when he heard this question.

Because in his cognition, this is not something that Mrs. Ding can say to herself.

But... Now in Mrs. Ding's eyes, there is endless love.

After a long time, Cao Ang hesitated again and again before he spoke: "Well, I think... It's kind of interesting. ”

When Cao Ang said this word, he felt endless guilt and endless self-blame.

Because in Cao Ang's own opinion, admitting that he likes football in front of Mrs. Ding is a very perverse thing.

"Hey, you can play as much as you like, it's nothing, just pay attention to your work." Mrs. Ding smiled, but the two lines of tears slipped silently.

"Mother!"

Cao Ang was suddenly surprised and delighted: "Really? ”

At this time, Cao Ang's face was full of incredulity.

"It's okay to play properly, but be careful not to lose your mind!"

Mrs. Ding said with a smile.

"Yes, yes! Thank you, thank you! ”

Cao Ang's excitement is indescribable, happy as if he has returned to the feeling of peeing and mud in his childhood!