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"Your daddy, are there any other women around?"

This sentence made Xiao Mo's deep and fleshy face reveal a little dazed expression, and he didn't seem to be able to understand the meaning, and asked with his mouth open: "Woman?" ”

Jiang Yansheng patiently explained his confusion to him: "It's a woman other than my mother." ”

Xiao Moshen stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, and looked at his mother with big eyes.

Never mind.

It seems that I can't ask anything.

Jiang Yansheng saw that the clock on the wall pointed to almost ten o'clock in the night, so he lifted the topic, rubbed the child's tender face with his fingertips and said, "Mom will take you to the bathroom to take a bath, okay?" ”

Xiao Mo nodded his head, stretched out his little arm to wrap his arms around her neck, and his face came up, rubbing gently between her neck.

Jiang Yansheng hugged him, his small body was still full of milk, and his heart was soft.

This kid is well-behaved and makes people happy.

And when he came out of the shower, Jiang Yansheng used the mildest wind of the hair dryer to clean his wet short hair, and it was about eleven o'clock.

It was late at night.

"I miss Daddy." Xiao Moshen sat cross-legged in the center of the big bed, his head lowered, his little arms still holding him, muffled, and the child's voice from his small mouth was still sleepy, which sounded very cute.

However, when he was about to cry, he was not cute at all.

Jiang Yansheng helped him take a bath, and he got his clothes and trousers wet, and before he had time to change them, he saw his son, sitting on the bed and wiping his tears.

She was a little at a loss for a while, did she have no experience in taking care of children, and she didn't know what he was so sad about?

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

Jiang Yansheng asked him.

Xiao Mo nodded his head deeply, he just wanted to sleep before he wanted to die.

In the past four years, I have been sleeping with Huo Xiumo, I can't leave people all night, I am still very excited during the day, there are a lot of people who like him and delicious food, when I have to go to bed at night, I will naturally find my father when I am sleepy and want to sleep.

Xiao Mo's eyes were red, and Baba hugged his mother and cried while watching: "I want daddy." ”

said that tears would fall, the key was that Jiang Yansheng couldn't persuade her, she had a headache, first took out a tissue, wiped the tears off the child's face very gently, and frowned: "You're four years old and a little adult, you can't cry, you know?" ”

Xiao Moshen twitched: "But Daddy didn't say it." ”

"Then mom will tell you now, is that okay?" Jiang Yansheng saw that he wanted Huo Xiumo to sleep, and it was impossible not to be sour in his heart, in the end, the child was not very dependent on her.

Xiao Mo tilted his little head and thought about it, very seriously, and then shook his head again.

"No, you can't."

His little face was wrinkled, and he said to his mother seriously: "I want Daddy." ”

Jiang Yansheng was so noisy that his temples hurt, so he had to calm down and say, "But your father won't come to Mom's place, do you want to cry all night?" ”

Xiao Moshen has this temperament, he has to be coaxed.

Jiang Yan stopped coaxing, and told him directly, do you miss your daddy?

Sorry, he couldn't come.

Xiao Moshen opened his mouth slightly for a while, and suddenly lost his temper.

When he was obedient, he couldn't be well-behaved, but when his obedient temperament came up, he threw the pillow under the bed, crying breathlessly: "You are bad, pregnant mother." ”

Jiang Yansheng pursed her lips: "I'll give you candy to eat, cook meat for you to eat, introduce your uncle to you, and wash you fragrantly, now that you have finished enjoying it, I will find your father, Huo Moshen, how can there be such a good thing in this world?" ”

She counted one by one, and didn't forget to say this little guy: "Are you going to be a white-eyed wolf in your mother's house, or a bad son?" ”

"I'm not a bad son." Xiao Mo was so angry that his little body trembled, and he cried and pointed at her: "The first time I became your son, you can't let me?" ”

Jiang Yansheng also lost a smile on his face, and asked rhetorically: "It's the first time I've been your mother, why didn't you let me?" ”

"I'm a child."

"I'm still a woman."

……

When Xiaomo lost his temper, most of them were coaxed by his father, how could there be such a thing as now, his mother left it without coaxing a few words, and began to follow him.

This made the little guy's heart feel a great sense of disparity, and he accepted incompetence, so he could only bury his little body in the quilt angrily and cry with a whimper.

Jiang Yansheng looked at his aggrieved appearance, and for the first time felt that Huo Xiumo's delicate raising of children was a troublesome matter.

Fragile.

Compared with the leather boy of Nanxun's family, he is a hundred times squeamish.

In her memory, Zhou Muxun almost never cried her nose, at most her eyes were red, and there were tears rolling in it, and then she suffocated herself, how could she not be like the little bastard in front of her now, she couldn't argue, so she cried in the quilt, and her ass was still high.

How do you coax a child?

Jiang Yansheng passed, his fingertips touched the little guy's buttocks, and his voice slowed down: "Okay, let's reconcile?" ”

Xiaomo is deep and big, and he is a child who loves to hold grudges.

He showed his face from the wet quilt that was crying, and the little Tongyin was roaring very angrily, and every word directly poked Jiang Yansheng's heart: "You are a bad mother, no wonder Daddy doesn't want you to be his wife." ”

"......" Jiang Yansheng sounded.

"I don't want you to be a mother anymore."

Jiang Yansheng felt very cold on her body in the bathroom with water-soaked clothes, unusually cold, looking at him, the emotions in her eyes were almost impossible to see clearly, and half-sounded, her red lips overflowed with a light sentence: "Oh, you still continue to cry and don't talk, it's so flattering." ”

……

An hour later.

The doorbell of the villa rang.

Jiang Yansheng changed into clean home clothes and went downstairs to open the door, Nanxun came over with some food, this time she didn't bring her son, she said: "I am busy during the day, and I will only be free at this time." ”

"Come in."

"Where's your son?"

"I cried upstairs and fell asleep." Jiang Yansheng turned on the light in the living room, and went to the wine cabinet to take out two bottles of treasured red wine, she was so crying by the child that her forehead hurt, and she couldn't stop worrying, just when Nanxun came, the two could have a drink together.

Nanxun is also a mother, and she knows what to cry when she thinks about it.

"Children are like this, and at night in an unfamiliar environment, they will cry and cry to go home, unless they are accompanied by someone close to them," she said. ”

Jiang Yansheng sat on the sofa, his face was reflected by the light and had no expression, and he drank a cup sullenly before laughing embarrassedly: "When he doesn't cry, I can still get along with him in many ways, and when I cry, I don't know how to coax." ”

Nanxun: "The child is forgetful, believe it or not, he wakes up tomorrow morning, you gently say to him a mother hug, that kid is absolutely sweet and pounced." ”

Jiang Yansheng glanced at Nanxun and said, "At night, do you continue to quarrel?" ”

"Shengsheng, you are too reluctant to lose, so you can't accept a little bit of a sense of disparity." Nan Xun also took a sip of wine, and his tone was mixed with indescribable envy: "If you can lose and regain, you should cherish the present." ”

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