However, this cold jade flute was a gift from his father, so he still cherished it.

Breaking walnuts will never be used to smash walnuts, and after the age of four, he doesn't have to smash walnuts with anything, but directly pinches them with his hands.

After all, he can be crushed by stones, and a small walnut is naturally not a problem.

After making sure that the flute would not fall to the ground, Song Qing reached out and pulled Zhao Yu to take off his coat.

Zhao Yu blushed and couldn't help but reach out to cover his chest, "Otherwise, auntie, I'll do it myself." ”

"You're grinding too slowly, let me help you! Hey! ”

"You've bought this dress newly, and it stands to reason that it would be better to wash it before wearing it, but you don't have another change of clothes, so you'll wear it first. Wait for the evening to wash the rest of your new clothes, and then change them after they have been sunburned. ”

Song said lightly and directly ignored the loveless expression of a certain baby, and quickly changed the person from head to toe.

Zhao Yu is good-looking, so he really looks good in whatever he wears.

After Zhao Cheng opened the bedroom door, he saw the mother and son in the living room at a glance.

At this time, his son was sitting in a chair, and his wife was squatting in front of his son to put on his shoes.

Although his son looked very shy, he could see that the boy was very happy.

Looking at such a scene, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but stop.

A certain image flashed through his mind, and he remembered that when his son was three years old, he didn't know what anger he was suffering from, and he stayed in his room for a day after coming home.

When Zhao Cheng found out, he walked into his room, sternly pulled people up, dressed him, and prepared to take him out to eat.

When he led his son out of the room, his son, who had been bowing his head and not speaking, spoke sullenly.

"Father, when will my mother come back, I want my mother to dress me, but my mother has never dressed me. The big cow next door said that every child would dress him when he was young, but I didn't have it, and the big cow said that I was a child who didn't want his mother. ”

Zhao Cheng didn't say anything at the time, but after his son fell asleep that night, he stood in front of his son's bed all night.

In his thoughts, he heard his son and his wife talking.

"What kind of shoes are these, they look so good."

"Of course it's pretty! I don't look at who bought it, my vision is still poor. These are called sneakers, they are comfortable to wear, and they don't hurt their feet when running, not to mention that my eyes are still quite powerful, and I probably estimate that the clothes you bought back fit so well by touching your height. ”

Zhao Yu looked down at the clothes called T-shirts on his body.

There are no sleeves.

Touched a handful of cold ones.

He looked again at the bark he was wearing; The jeans are all pants, and there are two holes in them.

In other words, what kind of aesthetic is this, is it popular to wear torn clothes now?

What a strange aesthetic.

Unconsciously, Zhao Yu reached out and picked his knees, this kind of leaky feeling, if it was placed at their time, it would be poor and have no money to buy it.

Song stretched out his hand lightly, and only then did he look up at him after he tied his shoelaces.

Seeing that he was staring at the hole in his knees, Song Qing couldn't help but explain.

"It's called ripped jeans, and it's deliberately designed that way when it was made, for the sake of looking good. Don't worry about this, everyone wears it like this, and it's popular. ”

"......" It seems that he has a lot to learn.

Speaking of wearing torn clothes, why is people's taste so strange nowadays.

"Now people's tastes are becoming more and more unique, isn't this just beggar's clothing?"