[The so-called fun of the family is your untraceable guard, and I rush without scruples. And the onlookers stood in the right position, laughing and silent, the years were quiet, and Zhong Zixi was free to judge! 】

He Yansheng, like Su Jiangqing, doesn't care about what they can bring to others. They will only tell each other what you want, and I, what do you have?

He Yansheng slowly opened his eyes, the moment the sun rose.

The bright light refracted by the rising sun is yellow and bright, falling on the eyelids, which is particularly bright.

Like a delicate flower growing little by little under the effect of chemical synthesis. The feeling of the sun pouring on the body is always warm and fragrant.

It is not a fancy perfume, nor is it a deliberately created fragrance.

It is a natural taste, a breath transformed by the nutrients absorbed by all things in heaven and earth.

This price is priceless!

"Ling Yi, I have everything you want; What you're worried about, I won't happen here. This is He Yansheng's guarantee to you, and it will be effective for a long time. ”

The two turned their heads at the same time, looking at each other and smiling.

The friendship between them has reached the level where it is now enough to cope with everything.

The most miserable Doctor Qin, tired all night, came home and washed up thoroughly, lay on the bed and fell into his sleep mode, not knowing that he was the ultimate topic that the two people in the car surrounded and extended this morning.

The little guy ate the cold spirit and played around in the morning, and when it was almost noon, He Youchen was obviously physically exhausted and hummed that he was sleepy.

Zhong Zixi already had a heart, and slowly cultivated a relationship with him and deepened the connection.

So today's He Youchen, taking a nap is the first time to fall asleep under the "fairy tale" of his mother.

He Yansheng beat the teenager He Youchen and grew up baby, but he is a man after all. Plus classmate He in front of his father and mother.

The performance is obvious and differentiated.

When He Youchen was a child, he saw that his parents in the early education class would tell stories to the little ones and slowly coax their babies to sleep.

Unexpectedly, someone looked at He Yansheng very disappointed and protested seriously.

"Dad, your children's stories are so boring! Dad, I'm not a little girl, can you not coax me with that trick to coax a little girl? ”

After a few times, He Yansheng's mind was full of black lines, and as soon as he picked up the fairy tale book, he thought of Jean Rang's flat face, and over time, he lost the mind to tell the story.

What's even more infuriating is that one night He Youchen didn't know which nerve was wrong, so he hugged He Yansheng's thigh and smashed his mouth, muttering.

"Dad, although your tricks of coaxing the little girl are not interesting, I still reluctantly listen to it! Otherwise, Xiaoxi will come back, and I am afraid that the skills you are not good at will degenerate into a monkey. ”

The origin of these words comes from Dr. Qin, who saved lives and helped the wounded,

Just because Dr. Qin said, "Let Jean, in fact, we are sent by monkeys to be funny, don't think that your uncle lied to you, we are really monkeys." ”

When it was over, he didn't forget to add, "You too." ”

The little guy glanced at Qin Shou puzzled, and asked calmly.

"Uncle Qin Shou, why don't you have hair on your body, are you a fake monkey?"

"......" is really born to He Yansheng, and there is no one who has a black belly.

He Youchen saw that He Yansheng was full of lovelessness, so he pursed his lips very aggrievedly, and his small eyes blinked.

I can't wait to squeeze out a few tears to win someone's sympathy.

He Yansheng was slightly disgusted and said badly. "I can't cry

Forget it, don't be too forceful, I won't feel sorry for you anyway. ”

He Youchen stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes very seriously.

"Okay, Dad, are you a patriarch? Xiaoxi's mother didn't give you a little lover, are you sorry? ”

Every now and then, He Yansheng has a kind of situation, he will not be a drama master in the future, and it seems that it is not bad to be a screenwriter.

It's like an old father's sigh, does he need to worry so much about the future at a young age?

And so the conversation between father and son became.

He Yansheng: "Do you sleep?" ”

He Youchen: "Dad, don't you tell stories?" ”

He Yansheng lifted his eyes lightly and glanced at him lazily.

I don't really want to pay attention to you, so I'm content to be here with you! The requirements are so high, coaxing you and picking thorns.

He Youchen pouted unhappily, looked at the little tail wagging on the ground, and retracted aggrievedly, leaving his back full of resentment for someone to think about himself.

He Yansheng picked up the fairy tale book, and He Youchen's cold eyes immediately appeared with a layer of light, blazing.

He quickly flipped through a few pages, then smiled casually, and Shi Shiran spoke.

"Make it up yourself."

He Youchen suddenly kicked the quilt unhappily in protest.

After a moment, the little one shouted softly.

"Daddy."

He Yansheng looked down at him, He Youchen arched his little buttocks, and came to He Yansheng very badly and lost a sentence.

"You, you really favor women over men. Your thinking is not right, I protest. As soon as the words fell, he raised his fleshy little hand and made a protest gesture.

He Yansheng suddenly became interested, turned over, and supported his head with one hand. This posture looks a little **, but He Yansheng makes it look extremely elegant.

"Hmmm! Who told you? The man's tone was raised, and his nonchalant attitude looked like small talk.

The little guy snorted embarrassedly.

"That's right, I heard from the children at the nursery! said that at home, my sister is always more favored than myself, and my father is holding my sister and she is a little princess, and the little princess is called. When you meet a boy, it's a stinky boy, a muddy boy. ”

He Youchen spread his hands and said that you look at the difference, this treatment. Dad, did I speak to your heart?

He Yansheng made a serious comparison at the moment He Youchen spoke. If Zizi gave birth to a daughter for him, he thought that he would definitely put the little princess in his arms and spoil him seriously.

After all, my daughter! Soft and cute, stinky boy, little princess, what a stark difference, undoubted suspense.

It wasn't until He Youchen reached out and pulled the corner of his father's clothes, and I was unhappy written all over his body, that He Yansheng lazily closed his eyes and came back to his senses.

"Dad, I'm going to be very angry if you look in front of me like this!"

After speaking, he hummed softly and cooperatively, his little nose fluttered, and he fluttered like a little pig.

He Yansheng felt that he needed to respect the little man in the family a little, and replied seriously after a moment's silence.

"Oh! It's really hard for you, listen carefully to what they say about this! ”

So later, when Zhong Zixi became pregnant again. Probably because He Yansheng was too thoughtful, he was really born a daughter.

Zhong Zixi looked at his son lying on the side of the child's bed with a serious face, looking at the newborn in the crib, and was relieved to be cautious.

Three heavy black lines crossed in front of her head, could it be that her son was young

Crazy thoughts that you're worried that your little brother will snatch property with you?

Later, Zhong Zixi unconsciously mentioned that why was he relieved to his sister?

He Youchen thought for a moment, looked up at Zhong Zixi very seriously, and then glanced at his sister in the crib.

Lao Dao said, "If it's not a sister, if it's a younger brother, it's probably as pitiful as when I was a child!" Looking back on my childhood, the title of the book "Les Miserables" can almost sums up the great trauma of my young mind. But my sister won't, my father will definitely hold her in the palm of his hand as a little princess. ”

He Yansheng, who had just walked in from outside the ward, heard his son's high-minded talk before he entered the door, and his eyebrows furrowed fiercely.

It took three seconds to recall a little bit of the growth history of this little guy. I think I still have a good conscience.

And it didn't cause any substantial harm to the young mind of this stinky boy?

As he grows older, Zhong Zixi thinks that his son is getting bigger and bigger, and his husband is getting younger and younger.

The "sabre-rattling" offensive between the two has intensified.

He Yansheng poked at someone very unceremoniously, and hit the point with a somewhat cool mouth.

"Really? Don't think that when you first got the book of "Les Miserables", you may not have touched it a few times, and you will start to quote scriptures and classics indiscriminately, and Les Miserables to describe your childhood. Fortunately, you didn't watch "Gone with the Wind", otherwise you wouldn't have floated directly? ”

She couldn't help laughing, and the little guy looked at his mother with a puzzled expression.

Zhong Zixi shook his head innocently, indicating that he would not participate in the topic between the two.

There is always a process of getting along between father and son, from the worship of one brain, to relative worship, to a period of incompatibility, and finally to reconciliation and mutual understanding.

The little guy saw that there was no way to ask for help, so he had to look at his father with a longing face.

He Yansheng gave a look of curiosity, and the gentleness of holding his daughter and coaxing him was like two people.

Zhong Zixi shook his head helplessly, and the sunlight in the silent room swept into the room, shallow and inexplicably gentle.

The soft light glowed with orange warmth, and the man skillfully smiled at that thrilling face, which was particularly tender.

The words that can be said are like two people with the face of a tired person who does not pay for his life.

Poles apart.

"Want to know?"

He Youchen looked at his father blankly with a gentle look, and nodded seriously after a while.

He Yansheng's smile was with a touch of clear calculation, and he spoke shallowly.

"Oh! Les Misérables childhood is not a question and answer, so solve your own problems! ”

He Youchen's hand holding his chin trembled fiercely, and the little guy became more and more open. Especially the immature little face, there is a great tendency to develop in the direction of elegance.

The angry appearance of the father and son is similar, and each has a shallow sense of alienation.

The little guy smiled slightly before slowly stating.

Yes, it's not an accusation, it's just a statement.

"The old man has a daughter, and he loves to hold grudges so much, aren't he afraid of bringing a bad sister?"

Father and son "play against each other," and the attack attributes are comparable.

And one deliberately avoids, and the other lets go to attack.

Zhong Zixi looked at them with satisfaction, and when the smile froze, the tenderness between his eyebrows was always shallow. At this time, time flowed in a hurry, and she was content.

He Yansheng glanced at his wife on the bed with longing, and the couple looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.