In May of the following year, Rong Yan gave birth to a baby boy safely.

In the ward, Xiao Dou Sprouts looked at his wrinkled younger brother and frowned in disgust, "Mom, why is my brother so ugly, he doesn't look like me at all." ”

Rong Yan glanced sideways at his sleeping son and smiled, "I'll look good after a while." ”

"Really? Did I look so ugly when I was born? ”

Rong Yan hesitated, her daughter loved beauty too much, and she couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

Wen Jingchu walked over and picked up his daughter, "Baby, let my mother rest first, my mother is tired, I'll talk about it later." ”

"Dad, was I as ugly as my brother when I was born?"

She asked.

Wen Jingchu took her outside and asked Shen Qingran to help take care of her, and then prepared to go in to take care of Rong Yan.

He pinched her little nose, "It's not ugly, and my brother isn't ugly." ”

Little Bean Sprouts stared at her father's back, raised her head and asked Shen Qingran with a simple face, "Godmother, is what Dad said true?" ”

Shen Qingran: "Of course it's true. Seeing that the little bean sprouts still didn't believe it, she had no choice but to take out her mobile phone to rummage through the old photos and find the photos of the little bean sprouts when they were full moon.

"Look, this is a picture of you when you first got the full moon, isn't it cute."

"Then why is my brother so ugly and wrinkled."

Shen Qingran: "......"

Children are not easy to fool.

She pursed her lips and thought for a moment, "That's because...... That's because, because ......"

I want to say that it's because I was born like this.

I'm afraid that Little Bean Sprouts will ask me for a photo of her when she was born.

"Godmother, why don't you speak?"

Shen Qingran blinked, "Because my brother looks like your father, and you look like your mother." ”

"But Dad is very handsome."

"Your father looked like this when he was a child, he was handsome when he grew up, and so did his younger brother."

Little Bean Sprouts raised her head, her eyes innocent and uncertain, and asked, "Really?" ”

Shen Qingran nodded heavily, "Well, I don't believe you will ask your father later." ”

......

During the month of confinement, Rong Yan found that his son was really lazy.

If she hadn't heard him cry when she gave birth, she wondered if her son wouldn't have cried.

Even if you are hungry, you don't cry, you only wave your little hands, and you sleep when you're full.

Rong Yan couldn't help but sigh that his son was so easy to support.

During the day, Rong Yan told Wen Jingchu about his worries.

The man comforted her a few words, asking her not to worry, and her face was light.

At night, when Rong Yan returned to the bedroom, he heard the movement inside, so he stood at the door with light steps.

Inside, Wen Jingchu swept his son's nose with a furry object, causing the baby to resist.

Resistance must not end up crying loudly.

The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to Rong Yan and smiled, "Wife, he cried." ”

Rong Yan: "......"

I don't know if I should say that this man is naïve.

Little Bean Sprouts heard her brother crying and ran up from the living room.

Since her brother has grown older and better-looking, she can't put it down for her brother, staying next to the crib all day long to watch her brother sleep sweetly.

After going down to the living room for a while, I heard the cry of a baby upstairs.

She leaned in and asked, "Dad, why is my brother crying?" ”

Wen Jingchu touched his nose weakly and coughed lightly, "My brother is hungry." ”

"But my brother has just eaten enough."

The man looked at Rong Yan with a distressed gaze.

Rong Yan touched her daughter's head, lowered her eyes and said, "Baby, if you coax him to stop crying." ”

Wen Jingchu gave up his position to his daughter, and he stood beside her, watching her daughter gently pat her son, coaxing people with a glutinous voice.

After only a while, the younger brother really stopped crying, and the little bean sprouts looked up at her parents with surprise in her eyes.

"My brother won't cry."

Rong Yan chuckled and looked at Wen Jingchu, "I didn't cry in the first place." ”

Since then, the son has gained a nickname for his own ability, "Little Lazy".

The nickname is also made by Rong Yan.

The name is given by Master Rong, Rong Heng.

The gentleman is like a master, and the feather coat is shining.

But my son is really lazy, and until he is now three years old, this laziness has not changed at all.

He is even more picky eater, and he has a high IQ, at a young age, Rong Yan can't fool him, and only small bean sprouts can cure him.

Little Bean Sprouts was reluctantly sent to the middle class of kindergarten by Wen Jingchu when he was four years old, and now he is studying in the large class.

When the daughter is at home, the son will be jealous and obedient.

Since Xiao Bean Sprouts went to kindergarten, his son was ruthlessly taken to the company by Wen Jingchu.

According to the man's words, his daughter doesn't seem to be interested in inheriting the company, and Wen Shuze's son follows Xu Youyue and is a fun-loving person.

can only let his son who has no desire and no desire, and will only be lazy to take on this big responsibility, and the beauty is called starting from the doll.

In the conference room of the Wen Group, Rong Heng was ruthlessly pressed into his arms by his father, listening to the fierce quarrel of his uncle in the conference room.

Rong Heng raised his eyes and glanced at his father, seeing that his father was calm and calm, and he didn't care that those uncles were quarreling.

He covered his mouth and yawned softly, his eyelids drooping, intending to sleep a little longer.

Before his eyes were closed, his father ruthlessly opened his eyes for him.

The reason why Wen Jingchu dared to do this was that he knew that his son would not cry anyway, so he was very cold.

He gently shook his son's dizzy little head, "Don't sleep, sleep again and let you eat carrots at night." ”

Rong Heng: "......"

Dad is so naïve that he will only threaten him with this.

But he obediently opened his eyes.

When he got home at night, as soon as he saw Rong Yan's figure, he ran over and threw himself into Rong Yan's arms, "Mom, can I go to work with you tomorrow?" ”

Rong Yan looked at his son gently, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" Are you unhappy with your dad at work today? ”

He shook his head and complained, "I'm not happy, my dad bullied me and wouldn't let me sleep." ”

Wen Jingchu happened to come out of the kitchen and looked at his daughter's well-behaved and cute cartoon.

And his good son sued him in front of his wife.

Wen Jingchu pursed his thin lips lightly, and after a pause, he turned around and went back to the kitchen and took out two carrots from the refrigerator.

There is a cook at home, but Wen Jingchu cooks whenever he has time, and his wife and daughter like the food he cooks.

At dinner, Rong Heng looked at the carrots that Wen Jingchu brought out, and his handsome little face suddenly became unhappy.

He frowned and asked, "Dad, didn't you say you wouldn't eat carrots tonight?" ”

Wen Jingchu glanced at him, and while Rong Yan was not there, he asked lightly, "So, why are you suing me with my mother?" ”

Rong Heng: "......"

After a while, he said with a bitter face, "Dad, you are so stingy." ”

Hearing this, Wen Jingchu raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's good that you can understand." ”

When the father and son stared at each other, Rong Yan took her daughter's little hand and walked into the restaurant, picked her up and put her in her place and sat down.

Only then did she look at the father and son who were not in the right atmosphere, and she gently touched the top of her son's head, "Do you want your father to feed you if you eat it yourself?" ”

Rong Heng glanced at his father with disgust, and raised his little face, "Mom, I want you to feed me." ”

Rong Yan bent over and picked him up, "Okay, mom feeds you." ”

Wen Jingchu complained softly, "I still have to feed my mother when I'm so old." ”

"I'm only three years old, not that big at all."

Wen Jingchu's eyebrows were raised lightly, this kid, his brain turned very fast.

Rong Yan usually spoils children, but he will also grasp the appropriate degree.

My son is a picky eater, but she won't get used to it either.

Watching the always gentle and amiable mother stretch out her chopsticks to the nasty shredded carrots, Rong Heng's child frowned, pitiful.

He just doesn't open his mouth.

Rong Yan spoke softly, "Hengheng is good, children can't be picky eaters." ”

"Mom, I don't want to eat this."

Wen Jingchu calmly picked up vegetables for his daughter, "Glancing at his son, "You see that my sister is not a picky eater." ”

Isolated and helpless, Rong Heng plans to use a killer move, ready to cry.

As soon as he screamed, his sister glared at him.

"Don't cry, eat quickly."

Rong Yan and Wen Jingchu saw their son close the microphone for a second, and obediently opened his mouth to eat the carrot.

He looked at his sister pitifully.

My sister can't be messed with, after all, my parents usually scare him when they are angry, and they won't hit him.

But my sister will really beat him, and I pulled his ear yesterday, but it hurts.

At night, when Wen Jingchu bathed him, Rong Heng had not eased up, staring at his father with a sad face.

Wen Jingchu sneered, "Eat obediently, and then fight with you when you grow up, knowing that you are only three years old, I don't know that you are still tender?" ”

Seeing his son pouting and tears in his eyes, the man felt distressed again, and coaxed him in a soft voice, "Okay, I won't let you eat carrots tomorrow." ”

"Daddy's words don't count."

"If you don't sue your mother, it counts."

Wen Jingchu took him out of the water, dried him and put on clean pajamas.

After putting his son in his small bed, the man turned sideways, and Qingjun's side face moved to his son, "Kiss Dad, and it will be reconciled." ”

Rong Heng reluctantly kissed his father's cheek, and then obediently lay down to sleep.

Originally, the husband and wife planned to wait for their son to be older before letting him sleep on his own.

But when the son saw that his sister had her own room, he also made a fuss about sleeping by himself.

Wen Jingchu followed his mind and tidied up a room next door for him, next to his daughter's room.

At the beginning, both of them were not at ease, and every night, Wen Jingchu had to go to see it from time to time.

I found that this kid could really adapt to sleeping independently, so I put my mind at ease, and only went to pick him up to the toilet in the middle of the night.

After his son fell asleep, Wen Jingchu returned to the room, and happened to come out of the cloakroom with his pajamas.

Seeing this, the man ripped off his tie with one hand, his face was indifferent, but his words were full of suggestiveness, "Wife, it's not too early, why don't you go together?" ”

Hearing this, Rong Yan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he asked him, "Is my son asleep?" ”

Wen Jingchu walked over, held her waist with both hands and kissed her deeply.

After her menstrual period, he held back for a few more days.

Tomorrow and tomorrow, she took another day off for three days.

How could you miss such a great opportunity?

Rong Yan half-pushed, and finally agreed to take a bath together.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, and even the exhalation became uneven.

Rong Yan's soft white palm pressed against the man's chest, climbing upwards and hooking his neck.

Wen Jingchu only lifted her lightly and picked her up.

The soles of his feet were empty, and Rong Yan's flustered legs hooked the man's thin waist.

The bathroom door was about to close when there was a knock on the door.

Rong Yan was excited, pushed him away with both hands, and heard the sound of his son's little milk outside the door.

"Mom and Dad, open the door."

Suddenly interrupted, the man was unhappy and reluctantly put her down.

Rong Yan raised his eyes and saw that the tails of his eyes were scarlet, and his black shirt was wrinkled, and he was a little embarrassed.

She coughed lightly, "I'll go take a shower first, you coax the child first." ”

Wen Jingchu lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, "No, you go in and wait for me, soon." ”

Seeing that Rong Yan nodded in agreement, he raised his feet and walked out.

When he opened the door, he saw his son holding his small pillow and waiting outside the door with his eyes open.

Wen Jingchu raised his eyebrows, "Young Master, what is this for?" ”

"Dad, I have nightmares and want to sleep with my mother."

"What did you dream about?"

He tilted his head and saw his father looking at him condescendingly, his face was really not kind, he gritted his teeth, "I dreamed that you forced me to eat carrots." ”

Wen Jingchu: "......"