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On the first day of the New Year, I changed Yaoyao into a small red padded jacket. His little face was puffy, and I wrapped it like a bulging little leather ball.

I let Yaoyao sit on a small chair, took a pair of scissors, and squatted behind him to trim his hair.

Yaoyao became impatient after sitting for a while, and began to twist her little buttocks.

I hurriedly said: "Yaoyao, don't move, the cut will not look good."

After I said this, Yaoyao stopped twisting and sat down firmly on the chair.

I continued to induce: "Yes, Yaoyao don't move, Dad cut it for you beautifully..."

Jiang Yue just came back from the outside, still holding a big bag and a small bag in his hand.Seeing the scene in front of him, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Cut Yaoyao's hair."

"He didn't even grow much hair, why did you cut it for him?"

I said: "You don't understand, the ancients once left a proverb about such an old custom..."

Jiang Yue asked: "What custom?"

"Uncle shaved his head and died in the first month."

"..."

"That bastard Fu Jing, you made me suffer so badly..." I gritted my teeth and cut off a few thin hairs.

Jiang Yue reached out and carried Yaoyao away: "Nonsense."

Jiang Yao is only a few months old baby. His hair was originally only a few sparse curly hair. Now I have cut it like this. The cute little face with such uneven hair looks really good. The appalling.

"Father! I don't think your haircut is cool at all!" Jiang Ying said as he trot over with short legs after looking in the mirror in the bathroom.

When Jiang Yue saw his eldest son's Mohawk hair, it was so ugly that he outrageously.

Jiang Yue raised his eyebrows: "You cut Ah Ying's head like this?"

Looking at his sharp eyes, I swallowed.

"Then you will continue to harm Yaoyao"

I looked like I had made a difficult decision: "I originally wanted to just cut it for Ah Ying. Although I treat him as my own, but after all... it's not my own. I'm afraid it won't work."

Jiang Yue: "Then Fu Jing is not your real brother."

"..."

I suddenly realized: "Yes!"

Jiang Ying was crying at the side: "Dad! My hair is so ugly——"

I quickly comforted: "It's not ugly, it's the trendiest hairstyle in school. I cut it like this when I was in school. It's so cool. You have this hairstyle, too. I really won't lie to you..."

Jiang Yue grabbed my hair: "Why don't you accompany Ah Ying to cut this hairstyle together?"

I flopped like a fish: "No, no, I have to go out to meet people."

"Wow..." Jiang Ying howled even louder.

Jiang Yue pointed to the corner of the wall with his slender fingers: "Give me a good reflection in the past."

There was a blanket in the corner, which was originally a prop used by Jiang Yue to educate Jiang Ying - the punishment blanket.If Jiang Ying did something wrong, Jiang Yue would call him to a corner and sit on the punishment blanket to think about his mistakes.After leaving the play like this for a while, Jiang Yue will come to listen to Jiang Ying and reflect on his mistakes.

But since I came to this house, the regular customer of this punishment blanket has become me.

This punishment blanket is clean and comfortable, and there is a fresh fragrance from the sun after washing.

After sitting for less than 3 minutes, I took a few rubber bands out of boredom and started to toss Yaoyao's hair again.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yue came over to check on my situation: "Do you know what's wrong?"

I looked at Ah Ying who was grabbing Jiang Yue's trousers. He was looking at me with tears in his eyes, silently accusing me of my crime.

I knew that if I didn't apologize right away, Jiang Yue would immediately cut my hair like Ah Ying's.

I quickly said, "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have cut Ah Ying's hair like this. I'm sorry, Ah Ying."

Ah Ying looked at me with tears in his eyes, with resentment in his eyes.Jiang Yue just trimmed his hair, and now he is almost a bald head. I looked at him and laughed: "Your hair is even less than your brother's now! You said that your brother is bald, but now you are also bald." Already. Hahahahaha!"

Jiang Ying once pointed to a Mediterranean uncle and said that his younger brother's hair was the same as that person's. He never imagined that he would have this day, and was even laughed at by his father.

Ah Ying squished his mouth and stomped his feet in anger: "It's not all because of you!"

"My brother's hair can be braided now, look..."

Jiang Yue saw the braids on Yaoyao's head and asked, "What are you doing..."

I said, "I'll make some dreadlocks for Yaoyao, and feel the hip-hop atmosphere first."

Jiang Yue: "..." Seeing that the pitiful strands of hair on the child's head were bound together, the loops wrapped by the rubber band were thicker than the hair that was poked.

Looking precarious...

Yaoyao reached out to touch the little Jiujiu on his head, I hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move, it won't look good if it falls off..."

Ah Ying's mouth was flattened, and he looked at Jiang Yue pitifully.

Jiang Yue touched his head and looked at me coldly: "Fu Tingxuan, you continue to sit here for another 10 minutes."

"What?"

"Reflect on yourself."

Then Jiang Yue played tricks, and Ah Ying came over to take Yaoyao away.

Me: "Why did you take Yaoyao away? I'm so boring by myself..."

Jiang Yue: "To save you from using him as a toy again."

I said, "I don't treat him as a toy anymore. I'm going to let him learn music like me, and fulfill my unfulfilled music dreams on my behalf. I've already started to nurture him in music." It's only a few months old. The old Jiang Yao has now carried his father's heavy dream.

I continued: "An excellent rapper needs to be cultivated from an early age. You can see that Ah Ying is not willing to learn, but Yaoyao is still very talented. Come on, Yaoyao, let's have a..."

As soon as I heard my preparations started, Yaoyao kept "da da da" with his little milk voice, with cadence.

I applauded: "Yaoyao is great." Yaoyao smiled.

"From now on, you are not allowed to teach him such nonsense anymore." Jiang Yue said, "You, just stay here for another 10 minutes."

Why do I……"

Jiang Yue thought silently: What if Yaoyao grows up to sing as badly as Fu Tingxuan...

After Jiang Yue put the two children to sleep, he remembered me in the corner of the living room.

I, who was not introspective at all, had already fallen asleep sitting on the blanket, leaving crystal liquid at the corner of my mouth.

"Fu Tingxuan, wake up." Jiang Yue patted my face and called out.

My eyes were sleepy: "Jiang Yue..." Seeing him sitting down in front of me, I immediately clung to him like an octopus.

"Do you know where I went wrong?"

I was in a drowsy sleep, but I answered honestly: "I listened to the superstition of Feng Jian and cut Ah Ying's hair randomly..."

"anything else"

"Laughing at Ah Ying, um... cutting Yaoyao's hair randomly..."

"Well, don't do these things in the future." Jiang Yue said in my ear, unexpectedly, in the next second, he hugged me from the ground in the same position as I was holding him.

"Jiang Yue, I like you so much."

"That's right."

"You like me too."

"Well... that's right." Because I was afraid that Jiang Yue wouldn't be able to hold him, I hugged him even tighter.

The next morning, Ah Ying at the dining table said awkwardly: "Didn't you say that you can't hug you when you grow up? Why did Dad still hug you yesterday..."

I proudly said: "Because your father loves me as much as his grandson."

Ah Ying, who was fighting for favor, immediately shouted: "Dad!"

Jiang Yue brought the breakfast and looked at me: "What did you tell him again?"

I immediately stuffed a spoonful of rice into Ah Ying's mouth: "No, it's nothing, he's hungry."

Jiang Yue: "..."