When Ye Xia walked into the kitchen, Lu Xiangbei snorted, squinted his eyes and looked at his son: "What did you have when I entered the door?" ”

His question made Lu Ba stunned at first, and then shook his head very innocently, seeing this, Lu Xiangbei blackfaced: "You Laozi, I will eat your jealousy, huh?" ”

Lu Ba's face was slightly red, he staggered his father's forced gaze, pursed his lips, and said in a milky voice:

"I just don't want my dad to be unhappy."

Lu Xiangbei sneered: "Still not a meaning? Hearing this, Lu Ba stiffened his face and moved his gaze back to his father, the father and son looked at each other, and raised a glutinous milk voice: "You are making trouble unreasonably." ”

"How dare you!"

Qu Zhi knocked on the child's head, Lu Xiangbei hooked the corners of his mouth, and a smile flashed in his deep black eyes: "Are you tired of studying?" ”

The topic changed too quickly, Lu Ba was obviously stunned, and Fang shook his head. Lu Xiangbei stroked the child's head and asked, "It's a holiday?" ”

Lu Pan nodded his head and listened to his father: "Is there a place you want to play?" ”

After thinking about it, Lu Xiangbei replied to him obediently: "I will stay at home and read books during the holidays." ”

Lu Xiangbei showed a disgusted expression: "Combination of work and rest, understand?" ”

Lu Ba is serious: "I go to the library to read, there are many books there, and I can read whatever I want, which is no different from leisure and entertainment for me." ”

"Nerd!"

Lu Xiangbei continued to dislike it. Lu Ba's face was serious: "I'm not." ”

Thinking that his father didn't believe it, he accentuated his tone: "I can play the piano, I can sing, and I can play the violin." Recently, my brothers and I are learning to play table tennis again, and when I grow up, I will learn basketball, tennis and other sports. ”

"I have a wide range of hobbies."

Lu Xiangbei "tsk" again, lightly: "Go, sing a song to your Lao Tzu while playing." ”

There is a piano room upstairs, but it does not prevent Mr. Lu from placing another one in the living room. Lu Bachao glanced at the location of the piano, got up, and asked his father in a glutinous voice: "What song does Dad want to listen to?" ”

"Your mother taught you, whatever the capital school is"

Lu Xiangbei spoke casually, and then stood up and walked to the bedroom; "I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes, you get ready, I'll hear when I come out."

Lu Ba's lips pursed slightly, and he saw his father walk out of the living room, and Fang came to the piano with short legs: "Mother, do you have a song you want to hear?" ”

"Do you want to sing it to your mother?"

When Ye Xia heard this, Qing Yue's smiling voice floated out of the kitchen. Lu Ba's milk voice responded; "I sing to my mother in the candlelight."

Without waiting for Ye Xia to make a sound, the child sat on the piano bench and gently lifted the lid, and the next moment, the pleasant piano sound rippled in the living room, followed by the child's immature but emotional singing voice:

"Mom, I want to say it to you, and the words came to my mouth and swallowed ......"

Ye Xia put down the work he was doing, walked to the kitchen door, leaned against the door, smiled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were soft and doting, and quietly looked at the person who was playing and singing.

This child is full of feelings, but he is not good at expressing himself, and like his old son and eldest brother, he will be a sullen character when he grows up.

“…… Mom, the child has grown up, and I don't want to lead you through the spring, autumn, winter and summer......"

The child played attentively and sang attentively, Ye Xia listened to it, her eyes couldn't help but get wet, this song was played and sung by herself on Mother's Day this year, she sang it to her previous life

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