One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

"Mum, is the meal ready? The pudding is already hungry."

Still in that charming town, Jian Changqing was sitting on the balcony holding a book, watching her little daughter walking towards her like a little cat with a kindergarten schoolbag on her back, but seeing her When he saw his face, he burst out laughing.

"Little Pudding, what did you do today to make your face so dirty that even the tiger girl next door is a little whiter than you." Jian Changqing said while taking a towel for herself. The daughter wiped her face clean, her eyes were full of love.

This child is only three years old, but his IQ is already a bit higher than those five or six-year-old children. He fights all day long and jumps cats and cats on the wall, and has to get muddy every day before he is willing to go home.

"Huniu is not as white as pudding, nor is it as delicious as pudding, and it is not as fragrant as pudding. Mommy, don't like Huniu, but like pudding, okay?" Little Pudding pouted with a little dissatisfaction on his face. Grabbing her hand, the expression on her face was a little pitiful. If it wasn't for her understanding of her nature, Jian Changqing would have been fooled by her.

"It's useless to be cute, why don't you tell me clearly today, where did you go to make yourself into what you are now, and see if I don't slap your little ass." Jian Changqing saw her cuteness She looked like she was about to be petrified, but she still had a hard heart, and with a sullen face, she taught the little bastard in front of her a lesson.

"Pudin just beat the kitty next door. She said that pudding has no father, but what he said is wrong. Pudding must have a father. Otherwise, how could mother give birth to pudding by herself?" Pudding said When he spoke, he looked righteous and confident, without the slight guilty conscience that he should have after beating someone, on the contrary, he raised his chin slightly, like a little princess.

Jian Changqing's subordinates paused slightly, their eyes darkened slightly, but they didn't criticize her, they just wiped her face clean and sat on the sofa with her in their arms.

"Little Pudding, what did mother tell you before? Even if you are angry again, you can't hit anyone. Although mother doesn't ask you to be a little lady, you should learn the most basic manners. Later, I will go with mother to apologize to Kitty. Okay?" Jian Changqing didn't comment on whether what Little Pudding did was right or wrong, but just said these words in a low voice.

Little Pudding's eyes turned red in an instant, and her tender face was covered with tears. She looked extremely pitiful, "Mom, did I do something wrong? But I really hate her. I have a father." People, how can she say that I don't have a father."

At a young age, I have learned not to be reconciled.Little Pudding had a cold face, he looked a bit like Fu Nianchen, Jian Changqing was a little lost for a while, after all, they are father and daughter passed down in the same line, the eyebrows and eyes are too similar.

He reached out and hugged the child in front of him into his arms, hummed an unknown song softly in her ear, and patted her shoulder slowly, until she calmed down slowly, then gently He patted her head lightly.

"Actually, sometimes, what an adult says is true may not necessarily be true, and what a child says is true may not necessarily be true. Little Pudding is so smart, he must be able to understand what his mother is saying, right? Do you think it's right or wrong for you to hit someone?" Jian Changqing reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, her eyes were a little misty, and she suddenly felt that her behavior of educating children was really childish and ridiculous.

Little Pudding lowered his head, stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and there was a little hesitation in his eyes, before he raised his head after a long time, the firmness in his eyes was nothing like the evasive words just now.

"Mom, it's wrong to hit someone." The immature voice was full of guilt, but it turned into another scene in an instant, "But I didn't feel that I did something wrong. I hit her because she was rude first , she shouldn't insult me."

Jian Changqing suddenly laughed, the child didn't know who he was following, and he acted so righteously when he did something wrong, that even she, a mother, was almost confused by her.

"But I still have to apologize to Kitty, not because I think I did something wrong, but because violence can't solve everything. I should talk to her calmly, and if it doesn't work, I will use violence to solve it." Little Pudding said Seriously and humbly accepted Jian Changqing's teachings, correcting mistakes.

Jian Changqing nearly burst out laughing after hearing her words, she really didn't know where this little guy came up with these words, she was so cute that she wished she could hold this little guy in her arms and kiss him or her.

"It's really mother's baby." Jian Changqing was loyal to her inner thoughts, and kissed Little Pudding on the left and right cheeks.

When Ning Yixiu came in, he saw the mother and daughter face to face, looking affectionate, and raised his brows slightly at that moment, before taking off his suit, he just walked over and put the little girl Pudding hugged suddenly.

"What funny things are you mother and daughter talking about? Can you tell Uncle Ning?" Ning Yixiu has always regarded himself as Little Pudding's godfather, but this little guy is as ghostly as a little fox Yes, just like her father, he is not willing to suffer at all, so until now, he has not been able to hear her call her father as he wished.

Little Pudding wrapped his chubby hands around his neck, staring at him with big eyes like water grapes, not hiding his joy in his heart, and slapped on his face very directly. a mouthful.

"Uncle Ning, Little Pudding has done something wrong, and Mom is teaching Little Pudding an ideological education class." I saw her saying it sternly, and her cute words turned the two adults in front of her cute again.

"What on earth is something you can't do, you little ghost elf." Jian Changqing smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and conjured a little pudding out of his hand like magic, watching her happily After eating it, I suddenly feel that the greatest happiness in my life lies in this.

Keeping this child is probably the most correct thing she has ever done, and God is kind to her, this child is simply an angel, no matter how tired or bitter she is, as long as she can see her smile, then It feels like all the tiredness has been swept away.