Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

When Xu Damao heard this, he frowned and his voice immediately became higher, "1, 2." When Xu Shaochen heard the familiar countdown, he was so scared that he immediately replied, "3. I'm coming." After that, he moved from one end of the sofa to the other, looking innocent and helpless.

Xu Damao watched his son start picking his fingers again.

I knew in my heart that the child was actually afraid.

He stretched out his big hand, grabbed his son's small hand, and then held his son to sit on his lap.

This action frightened Xu Shaochen so much that the word "help" came to his throat, and fear was written all over his little face.

"Son, I know you are very smart." Xu Damao spoke slowly, with a hint of tenderness and seriousness in his tone.

“So I feel like there’s nothing I can teach you.

I just think that as long as your grandparents and your mother are around, there is nothing for me to do.

But today, I have to talk to you.”

As Xu Shaochen listened to his father's words, the fear on his little face gradually subsided and he became serious.

Xu Damao continued, "You can call me Lao Xu, but you can't call me immortal.

I know you said it in a hurry.

But if you don't have this word stored in your mind, or if you don't have this awareness, you won't be able to utter it out loud.

Of course, if you call me an old fool, I won't lose a piece of flesh.

But I will be angry.

I am angry, what will happen?

I will teach you a lesson.

What if I finish dealing with you?

You will bear a grudge.

Of course, you may not really hold a grudge, but at least my position in your heart will move back a little.

If this cycle continues, the relationship between us will become increasingly strained."

As Xu Shaochen listened to his father's words, a look of guilt gradually appeared on his little face.

He knew he was wrong, terribly wrong.

He lowered his head gently and whispered, “Dad, I was wrong.

I will never say that again. "

Xu Damao looked at his son's serious expression and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He pinched his son's cheeks and said gently, "You see, I can scold you, but that's because you are my son.

But do you think I would dare to deal with your grandparents?

They are my elders, I respect them and love them.

Some words, logically speaking, are not recommended, especially those that are swearing.

But for people like us who are rough, sometimes we can't change.

As long as you find the right balance, it's not a big deal.

After all, everyone has emotions, and sometimes when emotions arise, it is inevitable that they say things that they shouldn't say.

But you have to remember that these words cannot become your daily language.

But you are different, you are now in the stage of learning to speak.

You should learn the good things first. Those civilized, polite and educated words are what you should master.

Of course, it’s not a bad idea to learn a few of those uncivilized words, after all, this is also a part of life.

But you can’t just take it out and say it.

You have to put them in the bottom of the box and say them out loud when you can truly understand the meaning of these words and can use them to appropriately express your emotions.

In this way, you can truly become a good child who can speak and is polite. "

Xu Shaochen listened to what his father said and nodded twice.

At this time, Ye Fan took over the conversation and said with a smile: "I think Chenchen is already very sensible.

He is just too smart, and sometimes the way he speaks and acts seems more mature than other children of the same age, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

But in fact, this is what makes him unique and his strength.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao turned to look at Ye Fan with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

He knew very well that it was rare for Ye Fan, as a bystander, to be able to evaluate his son so objectively.

He nodded in agreement: "Yes, Ye Fan is right. Chenchen is indeed a very smart child. Sometimes, his thinking, words and deeds are indeed beyond the scope of children of the same age."

Xu Shaochen listened to the conversation between his father and Uncle Ye Fan, and a smug smile appeared on his little face.

He knew he was recognized and praised, which made him feel extremely happy and proud.

Seeing her son's proud look on his face again, Lou Xiao'e quickly took over the conversation and said with a bit of sarcasm and seriousness: "Don't praise him anymore, look, his little face is so proud again.

What is intelligence? Generally speaking, it means having a developed intelligence and strong memory and comprehension abilities.

But true intelligence is more than just that.”

She turned to look at Xu Damao, and their eyes met. They both knew that they still had a lot to learn and improve on the road of educating their children.

Lou Xiaoe continued: "Da Mao and I are both first-time parents and we don't know how to properly guide and educate our children.

However, what we can be sure of is that you can be incompetent but not immoral.

We all know that some children are born with mental disabilities. This is innate and cannot be changed.

But who has ever heard of anyone being born immoral?

There is a lot of cultural knowledge that we cannot teach, but if we cannot teach our children morals, then that is our fault as parents.”

Xu Shaochen is my son, and no one loves him more than me.

To be honest, as parents, Damao and I may not do well enough sometimes, and we are indeed lacking in some areas.

But there is nothing we can do about it. God has made us his parents and we have no choice.

So what should we do? We have to keep learning and correcting.

I still say the same thing, you can indulge someone in food and drink, but you can’t indulge them in bad habits.

We have really done this and we really don't indulge them.

Right, son?"

As Xu Shaochen listened to his mother's words, the smug look on his little face gradually faded.

Instead, there is seriousness and thought.

He nodded and whispered, "Yeah. Not spoiled at all."

As Xu Shaochen listened to his mother's words, the smug look on his little face gradually faded, replaced by seriousness and thought.

He nodded and whispered, "Well, I'm not spoiled at all."

Lou Xiao'e stopped when she saw that she was ahead, and with a smile on her face, she continued, "But, I'll indulge you this once today.

Later, when you put on new clothes and kowtow to wish a happy new year, you can earn red envelopes based on your ability.

I saw that your grandmother's red envelope was quite thick, but I don't know if you have the ability to get it."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Shaochen's eyes lit up immediately.

This kid, when it comes to money, he has to put everything aside.

He immediately forgot the lesson he had just learned, and his mind and eyes were filled with the red envelope from "Lao Hou".

Lou Xiao'e looked at her son's appearance and secretly laughed in her heart, but she didn't point it out.

Grandma has already packed all the red envelopes, so just wait patiently.

Otherwise, how can you say he is a child? He was confused by just two sentences.