(The son is not filial, the mother's fault!) )

In the early summer morning, the cool breeze gently slipped in through the crack in the window, slightly brushed everything, and quietly walked away again. The pale white light on the edge of the sky illuminates every corner of S City one by one, painting the earth with a layer of dreamlike white.

In a blink of an eye, this is the world seven years later.

Just as he woke up from his sleep, a terrible scream came from a high-end duplex apartment.

"Ah——!h

The screaming was over, followed by a crackling noise from the second floor of the apartment.

In the dining room on the first floor of the apartment, a little boy wearing a plaid shirt, blue pants, and a white peaked cap, but the brim of the hat is facing backwards, holding a comic in his hand, dangling his white and thick feet like lotus roots, sitting on a chair at the dining table.

Raising his lips, he sighed in a milky childish voice: "Mommy smashed the alarm clock again, and kicked the stool over, as if it had hit the closet." This was what they had to do in the morning, and although he had been accustomed to it for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

"She's smashed three alarms this month." Another slightly hoarse, gentle child's voice came from the kitchen. Then, a child in white trousers and a yellow T-shirt walked to the table with two sandwiches, placed one in front of the previous child, and climbed into the chair opposite him and sat down.

At first glance, the two children seem to be about the same age. The child wearing a peaked cap has a slightly round face, delicate eyebrows, a pair of slightly long eyes, peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling and charming, a small and straight nose, and two thin lips. On the white, lovely face, there is also some natural redness. A handful of hair peeking out of the button of his hat made him look a little more innocent and naughty.

And the child opposite him, a bob, the same pointed chin and delicate face, two shallow and delicate vertical eyebrows, a pair of divine eyes, the same slightly longer tails. But compared to the tearful peach blossom eyes, his eyes are sharper. Coupled with long fluttering eyelashes, he looks like a handsome guy at a young age. The same straight nose bridge, two slightly thicker sexy lips pursed a faint smile at the corners of the mouth.

"Cong Cong! Boom! Get up! It's too late!" With the sound of shouting, a rush of footsteps came from the stairs, and then a shadow in a white sweatshirt quickly rushed into the bathroom downstairs, hurriedly squeezed the toothpaste again, and continued to shout: "Congcong, Jiaojiao!" Hurry up, you're going to be late for school!"

The two children looked towards the bathroom at the same time, and the comic was gently put down by the comic, then shook his head and sighed: "Hey, how can people rest assured that such a mommy?" ”

"No way, who made Mommy so stupid." Spread out his hands and shook his head, Cong Cong also looked helpless. And their earnest expressions and tones were like two little old men.

"Cong Cong! Boom! Get up!" Mi You, who didn't notice that his two sons were already sitting in the dining room, was still yelling at the children's room.

"Mommy, if you don't brush your teeth quickly, you won't have time for breakfast! Because you seem to be going to do something very important today. Kindly reminded her, she said with a wink of teary peach blossom eyes.

and Cong Cong on the other side, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a gentle expression; "yes, and Mommy, you just kicked over the chair, smashed the alarm clock, and hit the closet. Now your feet must be very painful, if you don't rub the medicine quickly, it will be swollen, and there will be no man to leave a scar like that, and we won't give you a pension!" The tone is so gentle, but the words are poisonous to death.

"Bang" shook off the half-hidden bathroom door, the mouth full of toothpaste foam, the apricot eyes are no longer as pure as white water after the experience of time, more realistic and light, the long bangs in the middle, tied into a bunch of long brown hair hanging down the back of the head, make her look natural, gentle and capable.

"Two bastards! It's not easy for the old lady to raise you! You're still so heartless!" After complaining to her two sons, she closed the door again and freshened up.

"Mommy said you have no heart and no lungs! Rice worms. Retracting his gaze and raising his eyebrows at Cong Cong, he smiled evilly, and his peach blossom eyes looked a little treacherous like a crescent moon.

"She's talking about two bastards!" Raising his eyebrows and kindly reminding him, Cong Cong rolled his eyes. Although he can even call Mommy by this nickname, he really doesn't like it!

What's even more strange is why did Mommy take his name Mi Cong? Mi Cong Mi Cong, in the end it will become a rice worm!

The shallow two little eyebrows tightened more and more, thinking of the sad thing, Cong Cong was almost out of appetite for breakfast.

Secretly snickered, and the sly smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes again. It's a lot of fun to hurt his brother when he's fine! Especially watching his gentle and smiling face slowly gloomy, it's so cool!

Although they are brothers, the two of them have been a little wrong since they were young, and they often like to pick each other's thorns! However, on one thing, they are very united!

After freshening up, Mi You strode over, saw the sandwich and a glass of milk in front of his sons, and set his eyes on Cong Cong: "Baby, I've worked hard for you again today!" Smiling, she looked over to the kitchen, but when she scanned it, she didn't find her breakfast.

"It's okay, because the teacher said that a child who skips breakfast is not a good child! But Mommy, I didn't do it for you!" Holding the sandwich in both hands and nibbling on it, Mi Cong instantly changed his face just now, and looked at Mi You's gradually stiff back with a smile!

"Bastard! You're my own, right?!" With her hands on her hips, she stared at this little ball angrily! Sure enough, the so-called unfilial piety is all the fault of the mother!!

But Cong Cong was so indifferent, drinking milk and chewing the things in his mouth, let Mi You watch him swallow it, then turned his head to look at the airway and blushed Mommy said seriously: "If you agree to change my name, I will help you make breakfast!"

That's right, although Cong Cong is only six years old! However, because Mi Yu has been training them since they were very young, now these two sons can be said to be in the hall and in the kitchen! What's more, because the two little milk balls are naturally delicate and cute, they can also deceive the girl to hook the aunt on the street! Especially Cong Cong, she has always had a shallow elegant smile on the corner of her mouth, I don't know how many young women and girls have been fascinated!

"No! I spent a bunch of silver on your name to buy you back!" She insisted on the name Cong Cong.

Although, at first glance, it sounds like a rice worm, and the son is so disgusted by it that he doesn't even want to make her breakfast anymore!

But she persisted! Insistence!

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