Jiang Nan watched his daughter shake her little short legs happily after speaking, and a pair of big beautiful eyes stared at Ren Zitao with anticipation, thinking: It's broken.

Girl, your dad is more hypocritical than others, what do you say you stimulate him to do.

Do you know how many of his firsts were given to you?

For the first time, he let someone else put on his makeup. Mom just put a lipstick on your dad back then, and he struggled as if he was going to be murdered. The belly back also becomes your drawing board.

The first time I saw you running to him diagonally all the way to call Dad, he hugged you and cried on the spot, which is a treatment that your brother has never had.

At that time, your brother was secretly crying in a place to carry people. Because your father cried too much and was embarrassed on the day of his wedding, whoever saw him laughed at him, he gritted his teeth and swore that he would not shed tears in front of others, but he made an exception for you.

The first time you stepped out of the house to send him to work, you were reluctant to give up your father and father, and the whole group was spreading a grapevine news that day.

Said your father, as a married man, because he couldn't refuse the coquettishness of a young and beautiful woman, he didn't resist the temptation and didn't go to work.

You know how many women are talking behind their backs: why are you so good?

Needless to mention the time spent playing with you, it was simply when you were born, the clothes and shoes in the cabinet were rocketing, how many of them were not opened, no matter how big you are, there are more brand-name things than your mother.

There are many first-time accumulations, which makes my mother feel that it is wrong to give birth to you, and I am jealous.

Mom is obviously in your father's place, there is no competitor in the love field, but I didn't expect that the rival in love who can't do it in a lifetime turned out to be you.

And my brother, my brother is also implicated by you. When you weren't born, how many little girls in the yard did my brother kiss, little flowers, flowers, maids, and niuniu. Strong hugs, strong kisses, strong pounces, hard collars going home, your dad didn't listen to it after hearing about it.

Turning his head to conceive you, making sure that you are a girl, your dad turned his head and began to clean up your brother. scared your brother, he had been too lazy to speak, but he immediately spoke sharply, and his face was flushed and he said that it was his relatives to express his joy.

Your dad said that it's not okay to be happy, the girl must have the consent of the girl's parents, you are a little rascal, in case your sister comes out, she will be bullied like this in the future. From now on, the atmosphere of this community must be cleaned up.

Look at these first times, you little princess, we spent a lot of effort to give you such a beautiful birth, but you turned your head and shouted to get married, and you were going to marry before the age of two and a half.

Jiang Nan glanced at Ren Zitao, and sure enough, his face was so dark that he couldn't do it, and he really looked like a special car driver.

And what is called a little princess, the princess doesn't need to look at people's faces since she was a child, and others look at her faces. So Jiang Xiaobai unconsciously asked in Le Taotao: "Dad, get married?" I'm married. ”

Ren Zitao suddenly said in a deep voice: "If you want to get married, you won't have a father." Are you going to get married or do you want to be a dad. ”

"But I want to be a bride."

"Why are you a bride, don't you have a princess dress? Isn't it pretty? If you get married, who can have me good to you! ”

Jiang Nan hurriedly stopped: "Why are you still serious about this kid's joke, it's too exaggerated for you, how old is she." ”

Ren Zitao drove with a cold face.

The words of his daughter just now made him feel a kind of unimaginable sadness in his heart.

Recently, he mentioned it to Jiang Nan, saying that we can change it back, my son is older, you can accompany him to kindergarten, and he will accompany his daughter.

Because time always flies quickly, he is still a father, and he is afraid that he will not be able to kiss her anymore and hug her and sleep with her before he has kissed his daughter enough.

Jiang Xiaobai cried and pointed at the back of Ren Zitao's head and said, "Dad, I hate you." ”

Ren Zitao didn't let the child at all, and didn't reply: "You hate it, you're going to get married anyway." ”

Jiang Nan was speechless and coaxed her daughter in her arms, she understood that her daughter was cold and couldn't accept her father's attitude. Because Ren Zitao has never done this to his daughter, he has always belonged to his daughter who wants the stars and does not pick the moon, and there is no father who is more powerful than him.

is not like his son Xiaoou, who is a father or a friend, and sometimes he is incapable of taking care of himself, so he has to rely on his son to coax him.

Along the way, except for Jiang Xiaobai's sobbing from time to time, the four of them did not speak again.

Jiang Nan and his son belong to the kind that understands Ren Zitao.

Ren Zitao didn't move back to the real fire all year round, and he was very calm. But once you are really angry, don't bother, the more you care, the more you want to turn the sky upside down.

But Jiang Xiaobai is not the psychology of her mother and brother, she is really angry with her father, what to shout.

So when she got home, Ren Zitao came over to pick her up and get out of the car, she pulled her little hand, and the princess Fan said, "Get up." ”

"Daddy takes you out of the car."

"No, you don't."

Ren Zitao hugged her down despite her struggles, Jiang Xiaobai kicked his legs, and waited for the little leather shoes to step on the ground: "Hmph." ”

This hum made Ren Zitao laugh, and the two-and-a-half-year-old hummed him with his nose, more arrogant than her mother back then: "Still angry." ”

Jiang Xiaobai took the lead in walking home on his short legs, and Ren Zitao followed: "Dad asked you something." ”

Jiang Xiaobai was in a hurry, almost fell on the edge of the flower bed, and grabbed her father's big palm.

When it was safe, she shook her little arm again and shook off Ren Zitao's hand that was holding her: "Don't touch me." ”

"I didn't touch you, who saved you just now?"

"I didn't let you save it, oops, don't touch me!"

From beginning to end, Jiang Nan and Xiaoou watched from a distance, and deliberately did not step forward, so they watched from a distance what the father and daughter could look like.

Xiaoou twisted her little brows and complained to her mother: "I really convinced my dad, any age of women, he can make him angry with a word." Grandma, mother, sister, coaxing and coaxing are not good, alas. ”

Jiang Nan snorted and laughed out loud. Look at her five-year-old son's sorrow, and her father's heart.

What made Jiang Nan cry and laugh even more was that before the two of them entered the house, Princess Jiang ran over and pounced on her and said, "Mom, can you accompany me to the top floor?" ”

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Xiaobai said in a milky voice: "Blow the wind." ”

Jiang Nan couldn't help laughing. Look at the girl who made her father angry, she had to go to the roof to blow the wind and calm down.

"Okay, mom will go with you." Jiang Nan and Ren Zitao exchanged glances.

The eyes of both of them are revealed: what do today's children grow up eating, how eccentric, and they have a set of thinking at such a young age. They weren't like that when they were young, they just knew how to play in the sand and play around the house all day. It's like there's one less tendon in comparison.

Jiang Nan accompanied Jiang Xiaobai to blow the wind for a while, and when she heard a voice behind her, she knew that Ren Zitao was coming, so she retreated and slowly withdrew, leaving the conflict between their father and daughter to solve by themselves.

Ren Zitao looked at his daughter's line of sight: "What, which piece of land is this, do you want to take the land?" ”

"Hmph."

"I'm still looking forward to your country."

"Hmph."

"Don't hum yet, girl, Daddy is wrong." Ren Zitao didn't have anything to do with the little face that looked like himself, and dragged his daughter's small body into his arms: "Just forgive me, I don't often make mistakes, don't I?" ”

"But you're yelling at me, Dad, they're scared."

"I don't yell anymore, I'll change. But girl, you listen to your father, you can't get married, you can't talk nonsense, and you have to quit saying this in the future. Whatever you want, Dad will give it to you, I'm too sad, it's not good to get married. ”

"But it's good for my mother to marry? Many aunts said so, and said that their mothers were good at getting married. ”

"Who said she was good, nonsense, how hard it is."

Then Ren Zitao didn't care if his daughter could understand or not, so he let his daughter ride on his neck and look into the distance, chattered and opened the chatterbox, and told himself:

Your mom is a prestigious college student, and she can be a big boss.

She used to earn more than her father, but now she earns less because she married her father.

When your mother had just graduated, she received a lot of job offers, and the TV station even asked her to do a column. She can actually be behind the scenes or a host, but getting married made her push it all.

She can also wear a uniform as a civil servant like your aunt (Sun Li), don't you like your aunt's robe? In fact, my mother has the opportunity to wear it, but she has no time to take the exam. After marrying her father, she began to be busy giving birth to her brother.

Others are still working as little girls at the age of twenty-two or three, but your mother fell into firewood, rice, oil and salt early because she got married and had children. At that time, my brother cried, and my mother sometimes cried, and she didn't understand anything. Look at it now, anyone who doesn't cook on the fire can come to our house to eat, because you are here, my mother is lazy.

When I gave birth to you, Xiaobai, Dad told you that it was even more difficult. My mother gained sixty pounds, her legs were swollen, and her hair fell out one by one. Mom is thin and fat, fat and thin, after giving birth to my brother to lose weight, pregnant with you to eat more, after giving birth to you, my mother continued to lose weight.

Do you understand? It's so big one moment, then it's slimmed down every other year, and then it's big again.

Jiang Xiaobai chuckled: "Dad, you mean that mom is like a balloon." ”

Ren Zitao also smiled and looked into the distance:

"That's right, girl, your mother is still going to starve. You don't know what it's like to starve.

She wasn't a good-natured person before, and she was the most troublesome.

But my mother had to take her brother to yoga class, and there was no makeup, no perfume, no high heels, and a diaper bottle in the big bag.

For a while, your mother didn't put on lipstick anymore, just to kiss you at any time. She lost weight, and also said that she was going to be a proud beautiful mother for you, and she went to the kindergarten to have a parent-teacher meeting.

She was hungry, and when people were hungry, their temper would be more irritable, but her mother didn't. When you come back, you need to hold back your temper, no matter what happens outside, she has to play with you and your brother with a smile, teach you the principles of life, take care of your life, and bathe you and tell you stories.

If you ask your mom to apply for a job at Dad's company now, her business ability will no longer be able to compete with your aunts. ”

Ren Zitao's voice changed: "But girl, my mother loves you and my brother very much, and her life skills can't be compared to those aunts." ”

Jiang Xiaobai didn't understand a lot, and she was dizzy when she heard it, but this didn't affect her sweet mouth, it was a hot little mink: "That's right, my mother is Superman." ”

"Yes, Mom is Superman."

"I love my mother, I love my dad even more, and I love my brother. Dad, don't talk about it, I'm not married. ”

Jiang Nan, who was standing on the stairs outside the door, was crying with a fruit bowl in one hand.