Wrong is wrong. What else?

Chen Fang silently comforted himself in his heart, and despised himself by the way.

It's been three years, oh no, thirteen years, and since he was taught a lesson by his old man in the second semester of kindergarten, he has been lagging behind Yiyi.

There's no way!

In his memory, the old man of his family liked Yiyi more than him!

He clearly remembers that when he first entered kindergarten, inexplicably, the young female teacher liked him very much, and every time she asked a child to perform a show, or learn a new dance or something, she would be the first to call him to the front.

He thought about it, maybe because he was cute, had a sweet mouth, and looked good when he smiled.

Later, after the New Year, when the spring flowers were blooming, the school suddenly had to organize a spring welcome activity. Their older siblings in kindergarten and grades 1 to 6 also have a show on their names.

The young female teacher looked around the classroom, then picked a few children and said that she wanted to teach them to dance, and naturally, he was the first child to be named to the front of the stage.

Yiyi was still in line behind him at that time, a little shorter than him.

Later, a group of eight or nine children stood at the front of the classroom, and the young female teacher looked at them a few times, and then pointed at him and told him to stand at the front and lead the dance.

He smug a glance at Yiyi, who was half a head shorter than him, behind him, and walked to the front with his head raised.

Yiyi looked at him with a smile behind him, and he was happy to go home until the dance rehearsal was over.

Then, naturally, he went home and showed off to his old man, who did not make a sound, did not praise him, but smiled and nodded at him.

A few days later, after the dance performance, he proudly held the small award certificate he received from the teacher and dragged Yiyi home.

Yiyi glanced at him, stuffed the little red flower in his hand into his schoolbag, shook off his hand, and walked forward alone.

He was stunned in his heart, and hurriedly chased after him, asking Yiyi what was wrong, he was fine just now, why was he suddenly unhappy.

Yiyi pouted, pointed to the award certificate he was holding in his arms, and tears filled her eyes, saying that she only had a little red flower, no certificate.

He thought about it, looked at the award certificate in his arms, looked at Yiyi again, and said with a serious face: Then I can't help it, the teacher is for me, I led the dance, and not you......

Before the words fell, a slap was slapped.

What followed was an angry shout from the old man of his own family: You kid has grown his ability, and he actually made Yiyi cry, see if I don't beat you!

Before he could dodge it, another slap followed and slapped off the small award certificate he was holding in his arms!

Chen Fangfang? The old man of his own house parked his dilapidated classic car aside, picked up the small award certificate on the ground, and looked at Chen Fang, what is the situation? Say!

He rubbed his beaten back, and told the lead dancer about winning the award with some grievances.

As soon as the words fell, his old man flew up and kicked at him: You are still embarrassed, a boy was born, and the teacher treated him as a girl to lead the dance, like words?

That kick, he dodged!

You're still hiding! The old man yelled, and saw that he was about to kick him again.

Yiyi suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the old man's arm, and said with a cry: Uncle Chen, it's not about Fang Fang, it's because I am not as tall as Fang Fang, so the teacher only looks at him, not me, I will eat well and not be picky, I will grow taller and let the teacher see me. You don't hit him anymore.

Chen Fang blinked his eyes and looked at Yiyi, only to see that as soon as she blinked, a few tears dripped from her eyes.

Looking at the golden beans that fell in an instant, inexplicably, I suddenly felt as if I had really done something wrong, and my heart suddenly became a little sad.

Ahem, Yiyi is interceding for him!

He didn't seem to be a big brother just now!

Then, when he saw his old man, he hurriedly squatted down, wiped away Yiyi's tears, and then said to Yiyi softly: Okay, Yiyi has to eat well, grow taller, taller than his uncle.

Well! Yiyi smiled, nodded, and pulled out a little wrinkled little red flower from the schoolbag, uncle, look, my little red flower, the teacher rewarded me.

Yo, Yiyi is really amazing, let's go, let's go home!

After speaking, the old man put the reward in his pocket, glanced at him, reached out and hugged Yiyi, and then pushed the cart and walked home.

Ahem, Chen Fang blinked, touched the beaten back, looked at the vigorous pace of his old man, and felt a little inexplicable emotion in his heart.

It turns out that Yiyi was born to his own old man, and he may have picked it up, right?!

Do you say that they are patriarchal? Completely upside down in their house!

Their mother's status is the largest, and when her mother's eyes were glared, the old man of her family was instantly stunned.

followed by Hanhan, Hanhan's mouth was deflated, and the old man did it!

Then, cough cough, it's not him, the old man loves Yiyi, takes Yiyi away, and leaves him behind!

Yiyi is Uncle Wen's daughter! Ay!

After that thought welled up in his heart, he became much more well-behaved, thinking in his heart that in order to avoid the old man's punches and kicks, he would let Yiyi go in the future.

After returning home, the old man of his family closed the courtyard door and taught him another lesson, asking him if he didn't want to go to school with Yiyi in the future?

He immediately shook his head: Yes.

Yiyi is the most beautiful girl in the village, and he feels good when he walks with Yiyi!

After all, he's the cutest boy in the village!

The old man raised his hand again in an instant and waved at him: Think? I miss you, there are so many boys in the whole village, you don't know how to let her go, and you still steal her limelight everywhere and make her cry, and later, when you grow up, there will be times when you cry.

He listened, scratched his head, and snorted: no matter how many boys there are in the whole village, what's the use, they look so ugly! Yiyi doesn't like to play with them!

The old man squinted his eyes slightly and looked at him: "Don't be proud of me!" Are you sure Yiyi likes to play with you? You have a snack, and you will cry again in the future, see that I don't break your legs!

He raised his head when he heard this: Yiyi is not your daughter, it seems that I picked it up, did I pick it up?

As soon as the words fell, the old man's foot fell on his calf: Such a stupid bastard, if I really picked it up, I would feel better.

He pouted when he listened.

The old man of his own family glanced at him meaningfully and beckoned to him: Come here!

Reluctantly, he took two steps forward.

The old man suddenly touched his head and said to him: Silly boy, you must remember in the future that you must be in front of other boys to be in the limelight, and in front of Yiyi, you must let her! You know, right?

Why? Doesn't it mean that boys are better than girls? He blinked and looked towards the gate of the courtyard, but his mother and Hanhan had not returned.

Oh! He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and looked at his old man, do you mean, let me listen to Yiyi's words like you listen to your mother's words? Can't fight back, can't scold back?

The old man of his own family was stunned, paused, and nodded heavily, yes!

Oh! He thought about it, and looked at his old man thoughtfully, what does Dad mean, I will marry Yiyi when I grow up?