Tang Hao quietly looked at the two sons in front of him, his eyes were full of sorrow, even he was terrified by the talent of these two children.

He hoped that these two children would be able to live a normal life, but he did not expect that these two children would have an extraordinary memory and be able to speak fluently when they were just 60 days old.

At this time, Tang San picked up a bowl bigger than his head, looked at the so-called porridge inside, couldn't help but prune his brows, glanced at Tang Wu (Zi Laiye) again, and whispered: "Brother, are you enough to eat?" I can't finish .....""

Tang Wu glanced at his own bowl, then at Tang San's bowl, and couldn't help frowning as usual, he slapped the table in front of him, picked up Tang San and his own bowl, and walked towards the outside of the house.

Tang Hao, who was drinking porridge, raised his eyebrows, glanced outside the house, and looked at Tang San with a slightly deep meaning on his face, then buried his head and drank silently.

After a while, Zilai also returned to the house, handed over Tang San's bowl, and said lightly: "Can that kind of water be called porridge, eat it like this!" ”

Tang San looked at the bowl that Jiraiya handed over, although the porridge in it was missing more than half, it became extremely thick.

Tang San's face flushed as he looked at Jiraiya, feeling extremely self-blaming, he was just thinking about whether his brother was really hungry, or if he didn't feel enough to eat, but now the situation was that Zilai gave him all the food.

He smiled sheepishly.

"Brother, you can eat, I'm a little unwell today."

Zilai also glanced at him lightly, drank a few sips of water that was considered rice soup, and said lightly: "Today is your first birthday, you eat more, and you will be comfortable when you are full." ”

With that, he pushed his bowl over again.

"If you're thirsty, add some soup yourself, and if you can't hold a bowl, ask him to serve it for you."

"But brother, aren't you only a ............ today?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiraiya interrupted him and said indifferently:

"Other children have fathers and mothers, we don't have mothers, we can't blame her, but my father is also a coward with no ambition, so my brother, who is five minutes older than you, naturally wants to be good to you."

Tang San was slightly stunned, tears couldn't help but fall for some reason, and Zilai also touched his head again at this time, showing a faint smile at him.

Suddenly, Jiraiya's heart suddenly condensed, and an extremely strong violent aura emanated from his side, Tang San naturally didn't feel it, but Jiraiya, who had once practiced immortal law, sensed how sharp it was, and glared at Tang Hao at a glance along this breath, and said coldly:

"What's the matter, Father, am I wrong?"

I saw Tang Hao's hands trembling, the chopsticks in his hands snapped and snapped, his dry lips squirmed, and his eyes were obviously gloomy and painful.

"Xiao Wu, do you disapprove of me as a father like this?"

The man's voice was very hoarse, with a strong metallic scent, which made people feel intoxicated.

Tang Wu's eyes were cold, and he couldn't help but let out a chuckle, "I admit that you are a very strong person, but no matter how strong you are, you are not a good father, and besides, you are still not strong enough." ”

Tang Hao's brows were tightly locked, and he watched his white-haired son, who had just turned one year old, strode away, feeling quite annoyed and helpless, he was more and more unable to see through his two sons, especially the one who had just left in front of him, he had only one evaluation in his heart: demon!

Then he picked up the bowl again, drank it in a big gulp, and muttered in his heart: Xiao Wu, you are still too young to understand the troubles of being a father.

Tang Hao's face stiffened when he first thought of this, and he suddenly realized that he was almost a slightly older baby, would he understand himself? Tang Hao smiled nonchalantly, put away the dishes and chopsticks, and walked towards the small pool.

When leaving, he didn't forget to tell Tang San:

"Just put it on the table when you're done. Don't go to the pool to wash, you're too small. ”

But because of this sentence that Tang Hao felt extremely natural, it made Tang San's tears fall again.