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Xie Ci didn't mean to deceive him, and replied honestly, "Your mother is angry with me, help your father say good things." ”

As soon as he heard that his father was asking him for help, Yuan Miao immediately patted his chest. "Daddy is wrapped up in me, I promise to coax you to be a good mother."

He thought that his mother was still angry with his father because of yesterday's incident, and on the gazebo yesterday, others didn't see it, but he saw it most clearly, and his father didn't touch a finger of the woman at all.

So my mother must have misunderstood my father.

Well, he wants his mother to reconcile with his father, so that he can have a good life.

So, under the expectant eyes of his father, Yuan Miao held his small bowl, ran to Yuan Changhuan and sat down, and talked to his mother in front of him.

"Mother, I have a big secret to tell you." Yuan Miao wants to raise and suppress first, throw the line out first, and when his mother is interested, he will definitely ask him, at this time, he will help his father explain, it is twice the result with half the effort.

I have to say that Yuan Miao, this little guy, has learned everything well, especially this heart-attacking technique.

Even the thank-you words of thanks from the side who listened to their mother and son talk about small words were rarely able to share a little thought for their son.

Although Yuan Changhuan didn't seem to want to say thank you, he still subconsciously focused his eyes on their father and son, so what they said secretly before, Yuan Changhuan heard it.

I still disdain it in my heart, thank you for this goods, when will I need to let my son be a rescuer.

The important thing is that it is useless to let her son be a rescuer, she has to give a good excuse this time, so as to save him from thinking that he is a bully.

Therefore, knowing that his son was here to be a lobbyist, Yuan Changhuan didn't pay much attention to this little thing.

Yuan Miao faced the cold eyes of his mother, and he was not half unhappy in his heart, but he was more sure that his mother was angry because of his father yesterday.

The little hand rested on his mother's wrist and opened his mouth carefully. "Mother's ......"

"Say." Yuan Changhuan lazily squinted at his son, and responded without being salty or light.

Even if her mother is lukewarm, Yuan Miao is still enthusiastic, "Hey, hey, mother, don't you like to eat preserved egg and lean porridge, this bowl of sweet lotus leaf porridge is for your mother." ”

"Don't." Yuan Changhuan looked at his son's porridge bowl with disgust, and did not hide his dislike at all, "How many times have I told you, don't give me what you have eaten, give it to your father if you want to give it." ”

"Daddy has a habit of cleanliness." Yuan Miao actually couldn't eat it, and he didn't want to be ruthlessly exposed by his mother.

The little face was stiff at first, but soon recovered, and looked at his mother with a smile, "Only my mother doesn't dislike me." ”

"I'm sorry, I hate my mother." Yuan Changhuan pushed away his son's bowl, "I only know that your father has a cleanliness habit, but don't you know that your mother is also an invisible cleanliness habit?" ”

“……”

"Okay, if your mother doesn't drink, you won't drink, and you won't force your mother."

Yuan Miao looked doting, "Daddy said, my mother is the only woman in the family, and we two big men want to spoil my mother." ”

was explained by his five-year-old son with doting eyes, Yuan Changhuan almost wanted to slap him.

In the end, he couldn't hold back, covered his son's little face with his hands, and said restrainedly, "Okay, what do you want to say, hurry up, otherwise my mother will leave." ”

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