His Wife Calls The Shots

When the door opened, I saw a five or six-year-old boy standing in front of the door, holding a gift in both hands, and looking at him with big shiny eyes.

The child's five senses are very familiar, almost the same as someone, too delicate.

Feng Xian recognized the child, but waited for him to speak.

Seeing the child look at his face for a while, he bowed slightly and said politely: "Hello, Uncle Feng, this is He Boye, this is my father He Yan and mother Wen Xi giving you peace A gift prepared by the aunt."

The little voice was very loud and energetic.

Feng Xian hooked his lips, squatted down, and asked him: "How do you know that I am the person you are looking for?"

"I have seen your photos and news, and Dad told me your stories."

Feng Xian raised his lips: "Oh? The story of your father returning me?"

"Of course, because my grandfather often tells your story in front of them, and then my mother said that you are handsome, my dad is jealous, and then you are the only one."

This logic barely goes smoothly.

Feng Xian was pleased by the latter sentence, touched his head, and said, "Then I will accept it. You are a good boy, thank you."

The voice is soft and warm.

The little guy tilted his head, looked at him curiously, and said, "Weird, you are not as cold as my dad said. He said you never praise others or thank you."

Fengxian raised his eyebrows: "He really said that to me?"

"Isn't it? My father can't talk nonsense. Others say that he is an indomitable gentleman!" The little guy was taller, and even wanted to jump up, his eyes full of admiration for his father.

Feng Xian didn't deny that when he was a teenager, he did have such a defiant person, and he never cared about conversations and speculations, and even had a venomous tongue.

At this moment, his eyes were soft: "Do you want to eat peach crisp?"

The little guy’s eyes lit up: "Yes! But my dad doesn't let me eat so many sweets. He said that girls eat it, but my sister can eat more."

Sealing the string and hooking his lips: "Uncle invites you to eat today."

After a jump, he turned his head and said to the woman behind him: "Auntie, you can't tell my father."

The woman smiled reluctantly.

As soon as the little guy slipped into the room, he glanced, "Isn't Auntie here?"

"Are you looking for her?"

"Yes, I want to take pictures with her."

Feng Xian took the snack to him and asked casually, "Take a picture? Are you a fan of her?"

The little guy took a bite and nodded: "Yes!"

Feng Xian glanced at the bed inside, and said softly, "Auntie has a baby. She is resting."

"When Auntie is resting, is the baby resting too?"

The little guy lowered his head for a moment and seriously asked: "Uncle, how did the baby come? They all said that I was the crystallization of the love of mom and dad, but I still don't understand."

He knew that children are very troublesome.

"I'll know when you grow up."

"My father said the same, but it will be many years before I grow up." He frowned in distress.

Fengxian gave him another piece of peach crisp: "This question, please."

"Uncle doesn't know?"

"Then why don't you say?"

"Uncle, isn't this kid yours? Why can't you tell?"

Feng Xian glanced at the direction of the bed again and secretly said: It must be a daughter.