The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

In Yan Yao's perception, he is a complete brat.

Although many adults think he is good-looking, and his father always praises him, but because his memory has not been completely lost, he clearly remembers the "bad things" he did in his previous life and this life.

Knowing the fact that he is a devil in the world, children will feel very embarrassed every time they are praised for their cuteness.

I know I made a mistake in my heart, and I dare to do it next time.

This time, he promised his father that he would not tell the future in advance, nor would he make predictions, but this did not mean that he could not secretly disclose it to his father through other means.

Therefore, the essence is the beauty medicine of a small ancestor. If you want to understand this, you will start to make heaven and earth.

In the afternoon, Fang Li finished applying ice to Yan Yao's injured knee, and carried his son back to take a bath and change clothes.

Yan Yao was stripped naked by his father and placed in the bathtub. Although her small white body looked thin, it was covered with soft flesh. When she touched a hole, she soaked in the water like a beautiful fish.

Children of this age do not have the baby fat of childhood, nor the sense of strength of youth. They can barely maintain the most delicate and beautiful time, and their every move is ignorant and naive.

Fang Li had known for a long time that his son was growing up well, and now he just patted the child's head, put the water away, and fetched toilet water and shower gel.

Yan Yao sat in the water, grabbed a small wooden ladle in her hand, scooped up the hot water carefully, poured it from the top of her head, and then... the water got into her eyes.

The child quickly threw away the wooden ladle, rubbed his eyes with his hand, and touched Fang Li who was squatting beside the bathtub with the other hand.

"Dad has water in his eyes and needs a towel!"

Fang Li poured some toilet water into the water, and when he heard his son calling him in a hurry, he hurriedly put down the bottle, fished the child over, took a towel to dry his face, brushed the hair sticking to his forehead, and said :

"I told you not to play like this. Take a good bath."

Yan Yao buried her face in the towel and then opened her eyes, "I need to wash my hair."

"Come here and lie on your stomach, lower your head to wash, and don't let the water get into your ears and eyes."

As Fang Li spoke, he pressed his son to the edge of the bathtub, and returned with the shampoo neatly, and put it on the chair by the bathtub, obviously asking his son to wash it by himself.

However, Yan Yao knelt in the water, lying on the edge of the bathtub, her fleshy arms folded together, she opened her eyes and said nonsense: "I can't, I want Dad to wash it."

Fang Li looked at his son for two seconds, then got up to get the shower head.

He turned on the hot water and carefully wet his son's black and soft hair. Just as he was about to squeeze out the shampoo, the child turned his head in protest and got up.

"The medicine hurts when you kneel on your knees, don't wash it like this." He willfully changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged, a small ball shrunk in the water, then looked at his father expectantly, and said, "Dad, think of a way." .”

"..." Fang Li couldn't think of anything to do. He glanced around, pulled a bath towel over, bent down, fished his son out of the water with one hand, wrapped it in the bath towel, and then grabbed a stool by himself. Sit down and put the baby in your lap.

After being picked up by his father, Yan Yao limply drooped her little hands and feet, very obedient.

Fang Li hugged the child sideways on his lap, put his arm through the back of the child's neck, let Yan Yao lie on his back in his arms, and just freed up one hand to wash his son's hair.

He quickly re-wet Yan Yao's thin, soft black hair, squeezed some shampoo, rubbed it evenly on his son's head, and massaged it with moderate strength.

The bony fingers ran through the black and soft hair, massaging the scalp, carefully avoiding the child's ears, so as not to let the foamy hot water flow in.

Yan Yao liked this position very much. While lying down and getting her hair washed, she shook her feet mischievously a couple of times. She just felt that the hot water was pouring on her head and it was warm. His father's movements were also very reassuring. Eye.

"I can't sleep anymore, and I won't be able to sleep at night if I sleep again." Fang Li reminded him in a timely manner, and his hands moved faster.

It only takes a few minutes to wash his hair. Fang Li quickly finished washing his son, dried his hair with a towel, then put the child back in the bathtub, and said in a low voice, "Wash the medicine yourself or should I wash it for you?"

Yan Yao opened her eyes when she heard the sound, and yawned a little, then she spread out her palms, squeezed the shower gel herself, and rubbed it on her body indiscriminately.

He was willing to wash it himself, but Fang Li naturally wouldn't help, so he put the things he didn't need back on the shelf, took a small towel back to the bathtub, put it in the water, and said:

"Dad has to go. The ointment for wiping his knees is on the bedside table. Take the medicine and take a shower quickly. Go out and apply the ointment before playing, you know?"

When the child heard this, he tilted his head and asked, "What about the clothes?"

"Here." Fang Li showed the child the clothes on the stool.

Originally, the clothes were placed on the shelf on the wall, but Yan Yao was too small to reach, so Fang Li brought a stool in to put the clothes.

Yan Yao looked at the clothes, shook her head, pressed the towel in the water under her legs, stopped squeezing the shower gel, and said, "Yao Yao is sleepy, don't wash it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm towards Fang Li again.

Originally, the child was willing to take a bath by himself because his father was with him, and Fang Li was leaving, so Yan Yao naturally didn't want to take a bath either.

Seeing that the child was about to come out of the bathtub, Fang Li quickly pushed his son back and said, "It will stink if you don't take a bath, wash it well and rub it clean."

"But Dad is not here to accompany the medicine, the medicine will not be washed clean." Yan Yao said in a low voice, and stretched out her hand to pat the water surface a few times, successfully splashing his father's body with water.

If Pi Cheng was like this, if he was in an ordinary family, his parents would have mixed bamboo shoots and stir-fried meat, but Yan Yao was still sitting still.

Fang Li finally saw that his son wanted him to accompany him, so he dragged a stool and sat down, and said, "Take a good bath, Dad is waiting for you here."

"Okay." Yan Yao calmed down and dragged the towel out of the water.

But he didn't do it right away, but turned his head to the side, looked at his father carefully, and after a moment of silence, he wrinkled his nose unhappily, picked up the towel, and began to rub himself vigorously, as if he was about to rub the next layer. With such force on the skin, the soft flesh on his body was reddened within a few seconds.

Fang Li was thinking about the black hole experiment. Seeing his son rubbing harder and harder from the corner of his eye, he quickly reached out and snatched his towel. He looked up and down the reddish skin of the child, frowned slightly, and asked, "Who taught you this?" Wash it like this?"

As he spoke, he simply rolled up his sleeves again, grabbed the child over, and scrubbed it slowly by himself.

The unhappiness on Yan Yao's face disappeared instantly, she obediently raised her head to let his father wipe her neck, and said seriously:

"When Yaoyao was young, my father took the medicine for the first time and took a bath like this. Yaoyao was scared and cried at that time, so my father asked the nanny sister to help me wash first."

Fang Li paused after listening to the movements, then continued lightly, and asked: "So you rub yourself so hard just to tell Dad about this?"

"Yeah." Yan Yao suddenly squinted her eyes and showed a small smile, and said, "Because Yaoyao found out, there are some things I want to say, but I can't. If Dad asks me, I can tell. Yaoyao Isn't it great?"

Fang Li thought for a while and said, "Very powerful."

But the incident was of no practical significance, except that it was a shared memory of father and son, and had no value.

According to Fang Li's character, he would not ask any more questions, but now seeing his son's smiling face, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked: "The nanny is here to help you take a bath, what happens after that?"

"Afterwards, Yaoyao did the same thing as when he patted his father with water. He splashed water all over his nanny sister and kept crying. The nanny sister's clothes were wet, her face was ugly and very angry. Let Yaoyao sit by herself for a while, and she went to call The housekeeper came. Then no one helped the medicine, and the medicine choked on the water."

"Dad came back after changing clothes and found that the medicine was choked with water. He was very angry and dismissed the nanny sister because Dad asked the nanny sister to watch me."

Yan Yao spoke earnestly like a little adult, and her words were very clear.

Fang Li was silent for a moment, and asked, "How long has Dad been away?"

"It seems like 2 minutes, because Yaoyao was scared and cried. Dad asked the nanny sister to help me take a bath. You said you left for 2 minutes to change clothes and called the doctor. The nanny sister made me almost drown, and the doctor scolded her. Said that Yaoyao is only three years old, how could she let Yaoyao be alone in the water."

After Fang Li listened, he lowered his eyes and leaned closer to his son, rubbed his forehead silently with the child, and said, "It's my father's fault. Not only did he not give you a good bath, but he also didn't arrange for someone to take care of you."

"Because Dad has no experience, Yao Yao knows it all." Yan Yao stretched out her small hand, touched his father's face comfortingly, recalled a bit, and said:

"Besides, Dad apologized to me a long time ago. Yaoyao thinks it's not your fault, you let the nanny sister watch me, and you came back in 2 minutes."

Fang Li pinched his son's face when he heard the words, and said, "There's no need to explain to Dad, it's Yao Yao who was wronged. Yao Yao was so young at the time, why did he remember this incident?"

"Well... I remember it at first." Yan Yao said puzzled, "Yao Yao remembers everything she saw and heard, from birth to growing up."

This is another unspeakable secret.

Fang Li quickly helped his son take a bath, wrapped it in a bath towel and carried him out. While helping Yan Yao change his clothes, he said:

"In the future, don't tell others about this matter. And... You can hint to me about any grievances Yaoyao has suffered. Dad will ask you, and you can say whatever you want. The only thing is, don't hurt yourself."

"I didn't hurt myself. Originally, Yaoyao was thinking that if my father asked me, should I pretend to drown or rub myself hard. In the end, I chose to rub myself, so I didn't hurt myself." The child argued.

"..." Fang Li stared at his son for a while, but stopped the urge to beat him up.

In order to attract his attention, even pretending to drown was considered, obviously the son lacked the beating from him.

But Fang Li knew that he would owe his son a lot in the future, and he would never hurt him again anyway, so he could only ask: "Bringing this up today, do you want Dad to do something? Don't tell Dad, you just want me to remember."

No matter how important memory is, it cannot compare to the safety of his son.

Feeling the coercion from her father, Yan Yao shuddered a little, and said, "I want Dad to take precautions, and whoever makes Yao Yao almost drown will not be allowed to enter our house!"

"..." There is some truth to this idea.

So, Fang Li asked: "What's the name of the nanny?"

"The nanny sister is my father's classmate, she seems to be a school belle. When the housekeeper hired her back, my father originally wanted to fire her, but my mother disagreed. My mother said that I wanted to make a lover, and my father said that my mother was crazy, and then my father took me. I lived in the company for many days before returning home."

Yan Yao finished speaking seriously with a small face, raised her head to meet his father's expressionless face, and continued to say fearlessly:

"Actually, Yao Yao also thinks mom is crazy, obviously mom is your wife!"

Fang Li: ...the son may have grown crooked.

Of course, the more important question is that Fang Li doesn't know the "school belle", so Qi Yue does, so how can Qi Yue get rid of the school belle in advance?

You can't let your son repeat the old tricks and rub himself red again in front of Qi Yue.

Fang Li dressed his son with a cold face, put the child in his arms, and decided to study the method of talking to another personality first.