Jiaochen

Baby Fu stumbled and grew up. Ji Qingying and Fu Yanzhi were new parents for the first time. There were some places to take care of them, but some were not doing well. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc

But both of them are studying hard.

In a blink of an eye, it was when Baby Fu was in kindergarten.

On the day he was sent to school, Ji Qingying was particularly reluctant.

She sat in the co-pilot, looked back at the person playing with toys, and looked at the man next to her: "Do you think he would bully others at school?"

Fu Yanzhi: "...Why are you like Yan Qiuzhi."

Ji Qingying looked innocent: "Isn't that your son recently turned into a little devil?"

Fu Yanzhi glanced at Fu Yunheng: "Not so much."

Ji Qingying still didn't feel relieved, and murmured twice: "Hope, I don't have much demand, so I can go to school and come back safely, don't fight with my classmates or something."

Fu Yanzhi comforted her: "Not so, he is not that (sexual) personality."

Bao Bao Fu is indeed not a type of (sexual xing) who can fight with people, he is relatively cold.

In the past two years, Ji Qingying and Fu Yanzhi have (touched Mo) approved his (sexual xing) style.

At the beginning, I would cry. When I grow up, I not only stop crying, but also talk less.

In Ye Qing's words, it was exactly the same as Fu Yanzhi when he was a child.

The (sexual xing) styles are too similar, they are all reticent. But it's a little different. Fu Yunheng is a bit more naughty than Fu Yanzhi when he was a child. He would (gan) bad things.

Toss people up, just a little devil.

However, he was beautiful and delicate, with big and bright eyes, watery, and more beautiful than girls.

Ji Qingying occasionally wanted to lose her temper at him. She closed his eyes and disappeared inexplicably.

She couldn't bear to be angry with him at all.

Occasionally, Fu Yanzhi will be jealous, thinking that Ji Qingying is really good to Baby Fu, better than his husband.

Ji Qingying couldn't laugh or cry, but didn't explain, let him go.

She looked up at the kindergarten that was getting closer and closer, then turned to look at the quiet baby Fu behind, and shouted: "Baby."

Baby Fu looked at her: "Mom."

Ji Qingying nodded: "Go to kindergarten to get along well with other babies. You can't be naughty, you know?"

Baby Fu nodded seriously: "Mom, I have always been behaved."

"..."

Ji Qingying was silent for a few seconds, and said quietly, "I didn't notice it either."

Fu Yan laughed.

Baby Fu looked at her innocently: "Mom, I want to drink Niu (Milk Nai)."

Ji Qingying laughed: "Yes, but you can't be picky eaters in kindergarten?"

She raised her hand and said, "If you are picky eaters, the teacher will be upset, and so will the mother."

Baby Fu nodded solemnly: "Okay."

Ji Qingying looked at him and smiled with a look of relief.

After arriving at the door of the kindergarten, the two of them handed the baby to the teacher. After a few words, Bao Bao Fu had already taken the teacher's hand and went in happily.

Ji Qingying looked at him from behind, feeling a little sour.

She hugged Fu Yan and acted like a baby: "Fu Yunheng has no reluctance."

Fu Yan caused a smile: "He is still young."

Ji Qingying snorted: "My son is really not a caring little padded jacket."

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

He couldn't bear to tell his wife that when Little Xingxing went to kindergarten last year, he also went in with a cool air.

"Then we need a caring little padded jacket."

Ji Qingying curled her lips and smiled: "Wait for him to enter the first grade, and bring us younger sister."

She didn't want to take it again.

Fu Yanzhi nodded: "I really can't throw it to my parents."

"it is good."

Two irresponsible parents imagine a bright future.

On the first day of school, baby Fu Yunheng had a very happy life. He didn't leave his parents and didn't complain about anything except the kindergarten meal.

When school was over, Fu Yanzhi was still at work, and Ji Qingying came to pick him up alone.

When she took the schoolbag from the teacher, she froze.

"Why is it so heavy?"

Fu Yunheng glanced at it: "Mom, there are so many chocolates you love in it."

"?"

Ji Qingying looked at him dumbfounded: "Huh?"

She opened her schoolbag and found that in addition to chocolate, there were a lot of sugar and packs of small snacks, all stuffed.

"Who gave these to you?"

"Other kids."

Fu Yunheng didn't want to answer more on this question. He pulled Ji Qingying's clothes: "Mom, shall we have dinner with Dad tonight?"

Ji Qingying: "...Yes, let's go to the supermarket first. Dad hasn't got off work yet."

Fu Yunheng nodded: "Okay."

The mother and son went to the supermarket.

Although Ji Qingying's cooking skills have not improved a lot over the past few years, she is very comfortable with the supermarket.

When she and Fu Yanzhi were resting, they would come to the supermarket from time to time and live their most ordinary daily lives.

There is little talk about firewood, rice, oil and salt between the two, but this does not hinder their pursuit of life.

Daily life is their most important thing.

Fu Yunheng is not very interested in snacks, nor does he like to eat them.

He would only take Ji Qingying to the fish (rou rou) area.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

Fu Yunheng pointed to: "I want to eat (肉rou) (肉rou)."

Ji Qingying laughed: "How good is the kindergarten meal?"

In fact, she saw the lunch at noon in the kindergarten group, and also saw Fu Yunheng eating.

The teachers in the kindergarten are now in charge. They send out the lunch and fruit in the afternoon to the children every day, and they also shoot videos.

Although not every child will be able to take the front face, but if you look carefully, you can also find your own baby.

Bao Bao Fu shook her head with a serious face, took her hand and said seriously: "Mom, it's not delicious."

"Why isn't it delicious?"

Baby Fu thought about it seriously: "There is no Dad (Milk Nai) (Milk Nai) and Auntie made delicious."

Ji Qingying paused: "How does that compare with what mom did?"

Bao Bao Fu is an honest child, telling her honestly: "It's better than mom's."

Mother's cooking is not for human consumption.

Either it is salty or there is no salt, Bao Baobao is very picky. No one dares to question this.

When Ji Qingying heard this, she was deeply shocked.

-

at night.

Fu Yanzhi got home from get off work on time. When he got home, Bao Bao Fu was reading a picture book outside.

After hearing the sound, Bao Bao Fu turned his head and looked over, ran over happily, holding his leg and acting like a baby: "Dad, Dad."

Fu Yanzhi picked him up and squeezed his face: "Do you miss Dad?"

Baby Fu nodded, "Thinking."

Fu Yanzhi looked around: "Where is mother?"

Baby Fu pointed to the kitchen.

Fu Yan was surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mom is cooking?"

"Ok."

Fu Yanzhi: "...Where is Auntie?"

Baby Fu shook his head innocently.

Fu Yanzhi put him down, "You are playing here, I'll go see my mother."

Baby Fu nodded.

When Fu Yanzhi arrived at the door of the kitchen, Ji Qingying was fighting with a bunch of meat.

He stared at it for a while, Shinobi walked over and took the knife in her hand away.

"Are you (gan)?"

Ji Qingying looked at him: "I can do it myself."

"Why do you want to come by yourself suddenly."

Fu Yan squinted: "Did Auntie ask for leave?"

"No."

Ji Qingying said indifferently: "I just want to learn how to cook by myself."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "There are aunts and me, what should I learn?"

He signaled Ji Qingying to step aside: "Our family doesn't need you to cook."

Ji Qingying didn't leave: "No, I will learn to cook today."

Fu Yan burst into laughter, looking at her aggrieved expression, silently bends her lips: "What's the matter."

He bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips: "Tell me?"

Ji Qingying repeated what Bao Bao Fu had said.

Fu Yan was startled slightly and hugged him: "Tong Yan Wuji, he only knows to eat, don't take it to heart."

Ji Qingying shook her head and put it on his shoulder thinking: "It's not like this."

She reflected for a moment: "I found out that I am not really a good mother. From his birth to the present, I have cooked him no more than five times."

"Do you think he thinks I don't love him."

"will not."

Fu Yanzhi relieved her: "Cooking for a child is a manifestation of love, but not doing it does not mean not loving him. Everyone has something good and bad. You accompany your baby to read books, play the piano for him, and take him out every day. Playing, this is also the performance of loving him, our baby will not care about this."

Ji Qingying knew what he said was reasonable, but it was still a bit uncomfortable.

She immersed herself in Fu Yanzhi’s neck and rubbed her neck: “I’m afraid that in the future, in school, people say that my parents will cook delicious food, and they will cook good food for them when they come home after school. If you cook less, my mother doesn’t make it delicious, and basically doesn’t make it."

Fu Yanzhi laughed lowly.

"will not."

He squeezed the palm of Ji Qingying's hand: "What's the (guanguan) relationship? When Baby Fu told you, I definitely didn't expect this."

Ji Qingying curled her lips: "But it is true."

Fu Yanzhi (kissed Wen) at the corners of her lips: "I don't think, I think you made delicious."

Ji Qingying was amused by him: "You are a beauty in the eyes of a lover. You say everything I do."

"This is the truth." Fu Yanzhi said: "I love you, I think you can do everything well."

"..."

I have to say that Fu Yanzhi is a very comforting man.

The sour emotion in Ji Qingying's heart, when he said so, seemed to have really dissipated a lot.

After that day, Bao Bao Fu did not say that her cooking was not good.

Occasionally Ji Qingying steamed an egg for him, and he could praise Ji Qingying to heaven. Ji Qingying couldn't laugh or cry.

Later, after asking, he found out that Fu Yanzhi talked to him.

In the future, I can’t say that what my mother cooks is not good, because my mother is not good at it. If I make food that is all mother’s love and love, how can it be bad.

Baby Fu seems to understand but he also knows how to make Ji Qingying happy.

The cooking was at their house and it passed.

When Baby Fu was four years old, there were more things to know, but also less and less.

Occasionally, a golden sentence will pop out of the mouth.

Fu Yanzhi discussed with Ji Qingying and began to send him something that interests him.

The couple didn't know what he was interested in. Just like Ye Qing, they let him try everything, and finally choose his favorite.

When he was five years old, Ye Qing had his birthday.

Bao Bao Fu has learned the piano and sent a birthday greeting to Ye Qing. Moving Ye Qing, he sent three circles of friends in a row.

Ji Qingying found it funny, but gratified.

Their baby is really smart, and this year, Ji Qingying finally hoped for the little padded jacket she wanted.

When she was still in her stomach, the first thing Baby Fu did when she came home from school every day was to lie in front of her stomach and listen to her sister.

"Mom, my sister was talking to me just now."

Ji Qingying couldn't laugh or cry: "Really?"

"Really." Baby Fu looked at her sincerely.

"What did the sister tell you."

Bao Bao Fu hugged Ji Qingying and kissed him, rarely like a child: "My younger sister greets me, she calls my brother."

Ji Qingying laughed.

She reached out (touched Mo) (touched Mo) Fu Yunheng's head, and asked softly: "Then will our brother take care of my sister in the future?"

Fu Yunheng nodded: "Of course, when I grow up, I will protect my mother and sister."

Ji Qingying raised her eyebrows: "What did Dad tell you?"

Fu Yunheng nodded: "Yeah."

He carefully (touched Mo) (touched Mo) Ji Qingying's belly: "Mom, when will my sister come out."

"Two months later."

She said, "I will see my sister soon."

Baby Fu looked excited: "Okay."

He asked: "Will my younger sister be as good-looking as Little Star Sister?"

Ji Qingying: "..."

This is really a good question.

She thought about it seriously: "It will look good, but she must look different from sister Xiaoxingxing."

"Will that be the same as Sister Doudou?"

The sister Doudou he was talking about was the daughter of the Chi Lu family.

Ji Qingying thought about it seriously: "It's different."

Baby Fu looked puzzled, "Why? It's all my sister."

Ji Qingying choked and told him, "I'll know when you grow up."

Baby Fu: "..."

-

In a flash, my sister was born.

My younger sister's name is Ji Yunshu, who originally wanted to be called Ji Yunshu, but with different pronunciations. It's also interesting. But Fu Yanzhi and Ji Qingying agreed that Shu has a better meaning.

They have never placed too much demand on their children. They just hope that she will be safe and smooth throughout her life.

Ji Yunshu's nickname is Xiaobao, which is simple and clear.

The couple are really lazy and don't want to give their children a nickname.

The main reason is that Baby Fu's nickname is like this. For harmony, the name Xiaobao can only be taken.

But Ji Yunshu liked this nickname very much. Every time she called her Xiaobao, she grinned and looked at them with bowing eyes.

Fu Yunheng is long, a bit like Ji Qingying. But Ji Yunshu looked like Fu Yanzhi between his eyes.

The two sighed, blood relationship is really a wonderful thing.

After having a younger sister, Fu Yunheng does the most thing every day, is to go home to see her sister, and can squat by the side and stare at her for a long time every day.

Ji Qingying was surprised.

Occasionally, when she went downstairs after work, she could see one big and one small, guarding both sides of the small bed, staring at the small people on the (bed chuang) in unison.

From time to time, I can hear the conversation between father and son.

"Dad, when will my sister grow up?"

"How old is it?"

"Just call my brother."

Fu Yanzhi chuckled lightly, and looked at Fu Xiaobao softly: "Maybe you have to wait."

He turned his head and looked at him: "You were only called Mom and Dad when you were one year old."

Fu Yunheng blinked, "My sister was only seventy-eight days old. There are three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and it will take a long time."

Hearing this, Fu Yanzhi was slightly surprised.

"Do you remember how long your sister was born?"

Fu Yunheng nodded, with a proud look: "Dad, I remember it all."

Fu Yanzhi looked at him a bit like Ji Qingying's eyebrows and bends his lips silently: "Really smart."

Fu Yunheng nodded: "This is what you said, father, remember everything about mother and sister."

Fu Yanzhi chuckled softly and gently (touched Mo) (touched Mo) his head: "Looking at my sister, Dad goes to my mother."

"Ok!"

Fu Yanzhi got up, turned his head and saw the person standing at the top of the stairs.

The couple looked at each other, and the corners of his lips curled up, opening his hands to her.

Ji Qingying watched and ran down the stairs.

Even after the seven-year itch, the love between the two of them was never covered by anything else. As always, there is now more family affection than love, but with them, love still exists and will never end.

Baby Fu raised his head and glanced at the mom and dad who hugged each other with a calm expression.

He is used to it.

In this home, Mom and Dad are tired of being together every day, when he does not exist.

Thinking about it, Baby Fu sighed and mumbled: "Sister, you have to grow up quickly, brother is not accompanied."

Fu Xiaobao didn't understand what he said, so he could only smile at him with eyes wide open.

Baby Fu said excitedly: "Mom and dad, sister laughed at me!"

Two people: "..."

Fu Yanzhi: "My sister is smiling at me every day, are you so excited (gan)?"

Baby Fu: "Oh."

He carefully (touched Mo) (touched Mo) his sister's little hand, (hook gou) shook her finger and said, "Dad, you don't understand."

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

Ji Qingying chuckled and patted Fu Yan on the shoulder: "Why do you (gan gan) say that to your son, he is happy."

Fu Yan looked into her eyes and said, "Fu Yunheng, look after my sister, my mother and I will go out for a tour."

Fu Yunheng nodded earnestly: "Daddy, go ahead."

He pointed: "I will take care of my sister."

Ji Qingying raised an eyebrow when he saw that he was really going to take him out, "Are you really relieved?"

Fu Yanzhi tilted his head and glanced at the calm Fu Yunheng: "Don't worry."

He smiled: "Your son is more mature and stable than we thought in taking care of his sister."

Ji Qingying turned her head and glanced, Fu Yunheng had already changed positions, lying on the side of the bed and staring at her sister.

She laughed: "That's true, let's go out and buy some fruit."

"it is good."

The sunset was beautiful in the evening, and Fu Yanzhi saw her staying at home all day, and wanted to take her out for a walk.

Blow the wind at this point in time and enjoy the two-person world for half an hour.

"It's so comfortable outside."

Fu Yanzhi turned his head to look at her: "Tired?"

Ji Qingying shook his head: "It's okay."

Fu Yanzhi chuckled lightly and squeezed the palm of her hand and said, "Go over there, don't worry about going back."

Ji Qingying laughed: "You are so relieved of your son."

"Don't you worry about your son?"

Ji Qingying: "..."

As he said this, it seemed that he was powerless to refute. Don't worry, I'm afraid that Fu Yunheng will be sad, but I'm still a little worried.

Ji Qingying took his hand: "Go faster, go back as soon as possible."

Fu Yanzhi nodded: "Okay."

The two went to the gate of the community to buy fruit, and they also went to a family of three who were walking next door.

Gan) Mom!"

Running towards her happily, "I miss you so much."

Ji Qingying smiled, hugged her, bowed her head and kissed: "Really?"

He nodded his head crookedly: "Yes, yes, (gan gan) Mom Yunheng's brother! And why isn't Xiao Bao sister here."

Boyu listened and looked at Chi Lu: "What's the matter with your daughter, look for a boy as soon as you come back."

Chi Lu: "...maybe as proactive as me."

She looked at Boyu defiantly: "Why, don't you like it?"

Boyu: "..."

How dare he.

The two took a trip abroad a few days ago, and they just came back today. Originally planned to go to Ji Qingying's house at night, but they were clamoring to buy something, and the two had to come out.

I didn't expect to meet him at the gate of the community.

Fu Yanzhi took her pocket from Ji Qingying's arms: "At home, do you want to find them at home?"

"I want it, I want it."

Holding Fu Yanzhi in his arms, he proactively kissed: "Uncle Fu, you're handsome again."

Fu Yan made a smile: "Really?"

Nodding seriously and solemnly: "Really, it's a little more handsome than a few days ago."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Boyu: "Compared with your father, who is more handsome?"

He rolled his eyeballs, glanced at Bo Yu, then at Fu Yanzhi, wringing his brows and thinking for a moment.

"Then... Brother Yunheng."

She (奶Nai) said (奶Nai) with an aura: "I think Brother Yunheng seems to be more handsome."

Everyone: "..."

Chi Lu was speechless, looking at her eyes: "Smuggler."

They yelled loudly: "Mom, you are so beautiful."

Chi Lu: "Sincere and sincere."

Ji Qingying couldn't help but laugh, (touching Mo) and said, "Dudou has learned a lot of vocabulary recently."

Chi Lu got a headache: "I don't know where I learned it from. I can't bear a single sentence occasionally."

Ji Qingying smiled and looked around with a gentle face: "This (sexual xing) is good."

She smiled and said, "I don't know what Xiaobao (sexual xing) is like."

Chi Lu: "Your little treasure is so cool."

Ji Qingying: "...This is true."

Xiaobao and Fu Yunheng (sexual xing) are not the same. In comparison, when Fu Yunheng is so old, he looks more like a girl.

But Xiaobao is not.

Xiaobao was very cold, Ji Qingying and Fu Yanzhi teased her, but she didn't laugh. Only occasionally smiled at Fu Yunheng, she felt a little ignorant of other people, which made Ji Qingying a headache.

"What are you buying?"

"buy fruits."

Ji Qingying teased Doudou: "What do you want to eat, (gangan) Mom will buy it for you."

...

After buying the fruit, a few people go home.

Chi Lu and Boyu directly handed the pockets to the two of them: "Let's go home, and you can help watch her."

Ji Qingying laughed: "Okay."

She squeezed Dudou's cheek and joked: "I went to (gangan)'s mother's house (sleeping in Shui) tonight, okay?"

Doudou's eyes lit up: "Can Brother Yunheng tell me stories?"

Chi Lu's eyelids twitched and looked at her daughter with a blank face.

Boyu frowned: "No."

He looked towards Doudou: "Does the little girl know how to be ashamed?"

She blinked her big eyes and looked at him: "Dad, I just let Brother Yunheng tell a story."

She was confident: "I didn't let Brother Yunheng kiss me."

The four adults were shocked.

Ji Qingying turned her head to look at the little girl Fu Yanzhi was holding in her arms, then turned her head to look at Chi Lu: "...What are you teaching Dudoudou every day?"

Chi Lu was also shocked.

"Did she watch anything lately?"

Dudou was smiling at Fu Yan and did not listen to them.

Boyu twisted her eyebrows and thought about it: "She loves watching TV recently."

The rest.

Chi Lu was speechless: "Starting today, the TV is no longer allowed at home."

Boyu nodded solemnly.

-

Fu Yanzhi brought them into the house with their pockets, and as soon as they entered, they ran around inside.

"brother!"

After hearing the sound, Fu Yunheng turned his head and looked at her: "Sister Doudou."

Nodding around: "What are you doing."

She ran over happily.

"Take care of my sister."

He hissed softly: "My sister is sleeping (sleeping in Shui), let's keep quiet."

Dudou is two years younger than Fu Yunheng, and he nodded slightly seriously while watching his movements: "Okay."

She said softly, "I'll be quiet."

She looked down at the person (sleeping Shui) on the small (bed chuang) and whispered, "Sister Xiaobao is so cute."

Fu Yunheng proudly said, "Of course, my sister is the most beautiful."

Doudou was stunned for a few seconds, then turned to look at him: "Brother Yunheng, isn't Doudou beautiful?"

Ji Qingying: "..."

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

The two turned their heads together and looked at Fu Yunheng. They just wanted to know how six-year-old Fu Yunheng would answer this good question.

Fu Yunheng was silent for a moment and looked at her: "Different and beautiful."

Doudou is exactly when the thirst for knowledge (strong qiang) is strong, and I love to break the casserole and ask the end: "Then what is different and beautiful?"

Fu Yunheng thought for a while: "It's just different."

Going around in grievances and narrowing his mouth: "Brother Yunheng, I don't like you anymore."

After speaking, people walked towards Fu Yanzhi with a crying voice: "Uncle Fu, I am going home."

Ji Qingying wanted to laugh a little, but felt that the laugh was a little too much.

She looked at Fu Yanzhi.

Fu Yanzhi bent over and hugged the person to coax: "Your brother Yunheng lied to you."

He wiped her tears, smiled and said, "We are also very beautiful in pockets."

"really?"

"Really." Fu Yanzhi nodded: "If you don't believe me, ask you (gan gan) mom."

Looking at Ji Qingying with wide eyes.

Ji Qingying smiled and nodded: "Really."

She smiled: "We are the most beautiful in all pockets. Little Treasure is only cute now."

Being coaxed by the two people, Dudou was finally happy. But she stopped playing with Fu Yunheng.

A person is playing with his little toy next to him.

Ji Qingying glanced, walked to Fu Yunheng: "Fu Yunheng."

Fu Yunheng turned his head: "Mom."

"Don't you coax your little sister?"

Ji Qingying laughed: "She is angry."

Fu Yunheng was a little bit distressed: "Mom, why do you women always get angry inexplicably."

Ji Qingying choked, "What do we mean by women are always angry."

She squeezed his face: "Daddy told you?"

"No."

He said: "Uncle Jiang Chen said it."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She cleared her throat: "I'll tell you Aunt Qingqing later."

She patted Fu Yunheng's head: "Go coax sister Doudou."

Fu Yunheng: "Oh."

He looked back at his sister, compared it again, and whispered: "Mom, I actually think Sister Doudou is more beautiful, but I am afraid that my sister is sad, so I didn't say anything."

Ji Qingying chuckled and looked down at him: "Okay, you know, you have to say that both younger sisters are equally beautiful."

Fu Yunheng nodded as if he did not understand.

He walked over to Doudou.

"Sister Doudou."

Looking at him indifferently, he changed his posture and turned his back to him.

Fu Yunheng was not angry, and took out a candy from his pocket: "Do you want to eat candy."

Going around swallowing saliva: "No."

Fu Yunheng: "Really don't want it, I took it secretly."

He leaned on the side, approached his pocket and said, "Mom, they don't know, do you want to eat it secretly."

He looked down at the chocolate in his hand. It was her favorite, but her mother didn't let her eat a lot of sweets, saying that her teeth would grow worms.

There was a little movement around.

"I ate, but I won't forgive you."

Fu Yunheng nodded: "Okay, then you eat first."

Just as Dudou was about to reach for it, Fu Yunheng unpacked it first and stuffed it into her mouth.

The chocolate is sweet, without too much bitter taste. When it melts in the mouth, I smile and bend my eyes.

She looked at Fu Yunheng with joy: "I want more."

Fu Yunheng: "Will you still be angry if you eat another one?"

It's a bit embarrassing and I want to be angry, but the chocolate is really delicious.

"But, you said I'm not pretty."

Fu Yunheng: "What I said is different and beautiful."

He said seriously: "It's beautiful, but it's not the same as my sister."

Doudou: "Why?"

"Because our parents are different."

Doubly nodded without understanding, "Okay."

She looked at the two chocolates that Fu Yunheng took out, and took them from the palm of his hand: "Then I will forgive you."

Fu Yunheng reached out and hugged her: "Thank you, sister Doudou."

The two were playing in the corner on the other side.

Doudou is a quick-tempered person, and she likes Fu Yunheng, and Fu Yunheng knows how to coax her.

After a while, the two were reconciled as before.

Ji Qingying helps in the kitchen and occasionally looks outside to discuss with Fu Yan.

"Your son, kind of makes girls happy."

Fu Yanzhi looked at her amused: "This may be hereditary?"

Ji Qingying looked at his eyes: "You are too narcissistic."

Fu Yan curled his lips and smiled: "He is okay with their temper."

Ji Qingying thought, it seemed that this was really the case.

Fu Yunheng was indifferent to his classmates. When he was in kindergarten, he would take the candy that everyone gave him home to Ji Qingying to eat.

So far, he hasn't accepted it, cruel and ruthless.

Every day, besides his own sister, she is a little sister, or sister little star, or a few other brothers and brothers.

All in all, his patience will only be on these few people, and other people are tired of talking.

Ji Qingying thought, and smiled helplessly: "That's OK, he's happy."

"Ok."

Ji Qingying looked out. At this time, the two children had already joined the small bed to discuss Xiaobao who could not speak.

"Sister Xiaobao is so pretty."

"Of course, my sister must be pretty." Fu Yunheng said earnestly: "Dad said that my sister is the most beautiful girl besides mother."

After hearing this, Dudou began to repeat the previous question again: "Then what about me."

Fu Yunheng thought about it seriously: "Sister Doudou is also beautiful."

Doudou grinned: "Brother Yunheng is also beautiful."

She said, "I think my mother is also beautiful."

"Ok."

"When will my sister speak."

"It's going to be many days."

"Then she will be called sister."

"Yes." Fu Yunheng said proudly: "Dad said that my younger sister is super smart, and I will call my father, mother, brother and sister when that time comes.

"Wow, then I will visit my sister every day from now on."

"..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ji Qingying and Fu Yanzhi smiled at each other.

The wind from outside the window came in, mingled with the scent of jasmine, which made people feel refreshed, comfortable and at ease.

The lights in the house are bright and warm, and the three or two children get together, the picture is warm and beautiful.

Ji Qingying looked at it and suddenly felt that this was the life she longed for and (gou) painted. There are lovers, children, friends, and home. This is what I want in my life.