Being His Little Fox

Tang Si said bluntly: "I remember there are a batch of natural jade over there."

"Want?"

Tang Si chuckled, "Otherwise, why would I call you?"

"All right." She said, "I'll ask you about it."

"Just as a gift to Tang and Song children."

Tang Si raised his eyebrows: "He is more popular than my father?"

"How cute are kids?"

Tang Si snorted: "Hang up."

After explaining this matter, Li Xueer helped to investigate, and in the days after that, he sent a lot of feedback on pictures.

Song Yi liked it when he saw it.

Some have been sent back.

Tang Si took it to the master to make a pattern.

Just wait to finish receiving the goods.

...

this day.

Song Yi took Tang Song to the company.

The little guy already knows how to walk, but like a penguin, he flickers and is very cute.

The staff in the company like it very much.

To tease him, Song Yi had a meeting, and Li Wen took Tang and Song with him.

He has strong learning ability, sitting on the table just like his father reading a book.

Holding a book, start to read it.

Li Wen: "I think this kid must be an educator when he grows up, and he can read books at such a young age."

Song Yi saw this scene when he came back from the meeting, and slightly adjusted the brows.

She said, "Whose book? Be careful."

No one had time to respond. Song Yi's voice just fell when he heard a tear.

The book is missing a page.

"..."

"My out-of-print comic book signed by myself!!!" A little girl who looked at the young girl shouted loudly, and immediately took her book.

Distressed to death.

Song Yi pursed his lips: "This book..."

"Mr. Song..." The girl said pitifully, "I signed it personally by the author, and I finally got it."

Song Yi: "You look for Tang and Song, don't look for me, nor did I tear it up."

"..." Listen, is this human?

Tang Song blinked his eyes, looking at the book in the little girl's hand, and wanted to reach for it.

She put the book behind.

Tang Song's mouth was unhappy.

Song Yi: "He just can't read the paper, he wants to tear it when he sees it."

"Hands owed, his dad has torn a lot of documents."

"Uuuu..." The little girl cried.

Song Yi: "I'll give you a piece of tape, you can see it once you stick it,"

"This is the only remedy that I can think of."

"Otherwise, who is this author and ask her to sign again?" Song Yi asked.

"can!"

"But this author is a foreign country, can you contact me?" The little girl looked at Song Yi in her eyes, bright and full of expectations.

"Should be acquainted."

After all, I am in this industry, and there will be contact with manga and the like.

"Lee Wen please contact me."

After Song Yi finished speaking, he was ready to hug Tang Song and give him a lesson.

Tang Si called.

"There is something in the team tonight, so I won't come back for dinner." He said.

"Good." Song Yi: "Will you come back to sleep at night?"

Tang Si: "Back."

"A case?"

"No, routine inspection." Tang Si: "You don't have to wait for me to come back to bed earlier."

Song Yi: "You misunderstood, just want to know if I need to take my son by myself today."

With such a small ancestor, how can I sleep at night?

Tang Si usually watched the little guy at night.

Song Yi also wanted to watch it very much, but she couldn't stand her and she was very sleepy.

The tip of Tang Si's tongue touched the back alveolar, squinted his eyes, and said with a chuckle: "My dear, what you said is a bit emotional."

"This is your son."

"Isn't he your son?"

"But he looks a lot like you, he doesn't look like me, he still has your last name."

"Your kind."

Tang Si: "..."

When it came to this, Song Yi said: "Your son tore someone else's book at the company today, let's talk, how can I compensate?"

"I think of a way, how about it once and for all?"

"what?"

Tang Si snorted, "He chopped his hand."

"I'll chop off your hands in a while." Song Yiming said, "Bad idea."

"Just a lesson." Tang Si: "I'll talk about it when I come back tonight."

Song Yi disagrees.

Tang Si now usually does not work overtime on time and will be home at 6:00.

I rarely work overtime.

So Tang Song is also familiar with his father's home time.

He hasn't returned after 7 o'clock.

Tang Song held the small baby bottle in one hand, and leaned on the door frame with the other hand, leaning on the door and staring at the road outside.

Song Yi: "You have a cold in a while."

She closed the door in the past, Tang and Song were troubled.

When the bottle smashed, I had to wait for Dad.

Song Yi: "..."

The two people fell in love and killed each other. Why didn't they usually see that the relationship was so good?

She took Tang Song's little hand and slapped it lightly, her expression was very serious and serious, and her tone was very fierce: "If you throw things at me in the future, I will hit you."

"Go and pick up the bottle for me."

Tang Song licked his mouth, feeling extremely wronged, and cried loudly.

Song Yi had a tough attitude, as if he was going to hit him again: "Will you go?"

Tang Song can only go.

After picking it back.

"Next time you are not allowed to throw anything like this. You can't throw anything, have you heard?" Song Yi looked at him: "People's books can't be torn. This approach is incorrect."

Children should be taught well when they are young, no matter whether they can understand or not, they must tell him what is right and what is wrong.

It is okay to love children, but not to spoil them.

Tang Si and Song Yi had never spoiled the Tang and Song dynasties, and they did not use gold as a pearl to raise or offer.

In fact, Tang Si taught her children to be more fierce and serious than her.

If Tang Si is not here today, she must educate her.

The Tang and Song dynasties did not dare to speak, nor did they dare to cry. They just held back and endured.

I just think my mother is so terrible to be fierce.

He is looking for dad, oh oh...

"What you want to do, you can tell your mother, tell your father, you can't say it, you can also express it with action." Song Yi: "You are not allowed to throw things or lose your temper. This is the most useless way."

She squatted in front of Tang Song and wiped the tears on his face: "Now tell mom, what do you want to do?"

In fact, it didn't hurt at all, it just scared him.

Tang Song pointed to the door.

"Missing Dad?"

Tang Song nodded.

Song Yi only closed the glass door this time.

"Wait now, the wind won't blow."

Tang Song staggered to move his own small bench, wanted to move to the door, and sat and waited.

Such a small one, with a bench in the living room, looks cute and funny.

Song Yi wanted to laugh when he saw it, human cubs are too cute.

The road was unsteady, so I went to move a small bench.

Tang Song realized that he couldn't move much, so he pushed the small bench and walked away.

The sound was harsh.

Song Yi recorded a small video.

While Tang Song was pushing, he fell down.

He sat up and found that no one was supporting him, so he wanted to cry.

Song Yi was watching.

The video was sent to Tang Si.

[Look at your son. 】

Tang Si quickly replied: "Let him get up by himself, don't pull him."

"I'm responsible for the fall."

Song Yi thought so too.

Some children cry when they fall, but the Tang and Song dynasties are different.

He fell many times while learning to walk, and no one helped him.

It's just going to my grandpa and grandma, and someone will help me.

He began to understand that if he fell in front of his parents, he had to crawl on his own, and he could be supported if he fell in front of his grandparents.

If he fell in front of his father, if he didn't get up, there might be a risk of being hit.

Ever since, he slipped up very smoothly.

Continue to push his small bench to the door.

Song Yi's eyes were full of smiles.

"It's amazing, little man."

Song Yi sent a message to Tang Si: [He got up by himself. When will you come back? He sits at the door waiting for you. 】

Tang Si: "Let him sit. I guess he will be sleepy after sitting for a while. I may come back after 12 o'clock."

...

It's about nine o'clock.

Tang Song had already begun to sit on the carpet at the door and play with his little toys.

Suddenly, an alarm bell went off outside.

The Tang Song children immediately raised their eyes, pointed at the rows of police cars passing by outside, looked back at Song Yi and shouted, "Dad, Dad--"

It was also accompanied by the movement of jumping and jumping, if it were not for the restriction of the short legs, he would like to jump up happily.

Song Yi went over and watched the cars passing by.

Touched Tang Song's little head: "Hey, that's not Dad."

"Dad works in the bureau."

Tang Song was a little disappointed.

Song Yi pursed his lips and sighed.

Fortunately, this place is also close to the Public Security Bureau. Fortunately, Tang Si is not very busy and did not transfer.

There was a transfer notice before, and I wanted him to go to another area to bring new players and cultivate his business skills.

But he did not go.

That's it, Tang Si has quite a few days to go home to accompany him.

Even if it's only a few days away, I'm free.

But for this profession and this family, it can be regarded as a very frequent company.

It also led to Tang and Song being so young now that they knew it.

Dad is a policeman.

The police car outside might belong to Dad.

Because I saw people in the car before, and they were dressed in the same clothes as Dad.

Tang Song slept once while waiting.

Just as Tang Si was about to return, he woke up again.

When I woke up, I didn't see Dad, and he took Song Yi to the door again.

Maybe such a small child thinks in his mind that a family of three should be indispensable.

Even if Tang Si treats him fiercely every day.

"Be good, your dad may come back so late in the future, but we still have to sleep, you know?"

Tang and Song babbles couldn’t understand.

At this time, high beams illuminate at the door.

Tang Si drove home.

Tang Song immediately laughed.

The man just parked the car, pulled out the car key, got out of the car with a bag of things, and closed the door.

The Tang Song children staggered and ran over and hugged his leg.

"father--"

Tang Sixin was all cute.

"Oh, my son hasn't slept tonight yet?" As he said, he smiled and bent over with one hand and picked him up.

The man is tall, and he hugs Tang and Song happily.

Tang Song held a small bottle in his hand to give him a drink.

Tang Si started by saying, "Drink it yourself."

Just like that, the bottle touched his face.

Found it was cold.

Tang Si raised his eyebrows slightly: "How is it cold?"

He held Tang Song and walked to Song Yi.

Song Yi was thinking about explaining that the man bent over while holding his son and gave her a kiss.

She covered her mouth and glanced at Tang Song subconsciously. Fortunately, the little guy lay on Tang Si's shoulder and looked behind Tang Si.

Song Yi's action was captured by him, and Tang Si chuckled, "Is this called avoiding?"

His eyebrows were stained badly: "I've been thinking about it for a day."

Putting down the things in his hand, he touched the back of Song Yi's head lightly, and his demeanor was intimate and petting: "I haven't seen my Song Yi kid in a day."

"A kiss is not too much."

He lowered his head, and caught her forehead caught off guard.

Song Yi gave a tut and gently kicked his calf.

Provoked the man with a low laugh: "It's not too much to kiss two or three times."

"What's wrong with it?"

As he said, he changed his shoes and hugged Tang Song and sat on the sofa.

The voice was lazy, with some pets in between: "Did the two kids have a good time at home?"

Song Yi's lips twitched: "Not very happy either."

"Are you bullying your mother?" Tang Si looked at Tang Song?

Tang Song shook his head.

"Then why is this milk cold?"

"Hungry?"

Song Yi said, "I just lost my temper and threw the bottle on the ground. I felt dirty and stopped drinking."

"I took it and washed it again, and he didn't drink it either."

"So, he just brought it to you and wants you to drink it."

Good guys.

Should he drink something dirty?

This is a son.

Song Yi watched Tang Si's face sink.

I couldn't help but want to laugh, this son finally became filial.

The result is still an illusion.

"Still laughing?" Tang Si looked at Song Yi: "It's all you are used to."

"Learned by Tang Song."

"What's wrong with me?"

Tang Si hehehe said, "If you dislike it, don't you give me everything you don't eat?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Si with both hands on his chest: "Then you don't like what you mean? Unwilling to eat?"

"..."

This seems to have hit the death problem.

Tang Song giggled.

"..." Tang Si: "You will laugh later."

Song Yi: "What is the big bag of things you mentioned?"

She then noticed the big bag at the door.

"Good things this son brought." Tang Si smiled.

He hugged Tang Song over.

Pour out the contents of the bag.

It's all paper inside.

All kinds of colors are available.

These are some unused items and documents in the bureau.

I stayed in the bureau a little longer today, I could have come back earlier, but just to get these things.

"Why are you doing so much? Are you planning to sell scraps?" Song Yi looked at Tang Si, "Aren't our family going bankrupt?"

"It shouldn't be bankrupt, right?"

Tang Si: "This is a gift for my son."

"Tear." Tang Si pulled Tang Song over: "Tear enough, you won't be allowed to sleep if you don't finish it tonight."

He looked at Tang Song: "It makes you regret and regret, what will happen to your dad when he comes back."

"I thought I would let you go if I fell asleep tonight. You are still waiting at the door."

"Isn't it self-defeating?"

When Tang Song first saw this pile of paper, his eyes were shining.

Finally, I was tired and didn't want to tear it anymore.

Tang Si has a leisurely heart to play with Tang and Song dynasties.

The big hand held his small hand and pulled the paper to tear.

Tang and Song cried loudly that night.

"Don't think that if you cry, I will let you go." Tang Si snorted coldly: "When you I was angry, when I wanted to sleep, I never saw you let me go."

[Li Xueer appeared in Chapter 437, Jiang Xinren, not many scenes]

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