bat baby

Although there are many family members, everyone has their own affairs. Only Ah Fu and Jing Mo are in the manor.

But as a butler, Afu also has his own business, whether it is taking care of the manor or becoming a butler to help Batman handle things.

Xiao Jingmo's short three-year life has never been so deserted. The little group just stays alone in the game room, looking cute and pitiful.

The housekeeper, Alfred, felt guilty when he saw this scene while he was busy.

"Master, Young Master Jingmo is always alone, why not let him go to kindergarten." Ah Fu suggested.

Bruce is actually a little unhappy in his heart. In his opinion, Gotham is not as safe as Wayne Manor. He promised Song Yanmo to protect this child. Now, it is very dangerous to send him out when he has no self-protection ability. .

But Ah Fu's words made him change his mind.

It's right to think about it carefully, if he is always alone, there will inevitably be problems in his heart.

"Okay, Ah Fu, I'll leave this to you"

"My lord will not disappoint you."

Baby Jingmo is alone in the game room, but he is not as lonely as they imagined.

"Grandma, I'm done!" The little meaty hand lifted up the Lego bricks, his big eyes were full of pride.

"Baby is amazing." Martha Wayne, who has passed away for a long time, kept her young appearance, but her eyes were very loving.

After being praised by grandma, Jing Mo looked at grandpa expectantly again.

The originally serious man gradually softened his attitude under the eyes of the little baby: "It's great, the baby is so smart."

Having been praised by his grandparents, Baby Jingmo smiled and showed his small teeth, and the dimples on his cheeks were sunken. Martha couldn't wait to pick him up and kiss him.

"Master Jingmo, it's time to eat."

Ah Fu opened the door and called.

Jing Mo was still reluctant to part with the building blocks, and did not answer Ah Fu's words.

This is a problem that all babies will have, but at this moment, in Ah Fu's view, it is the sequelae of the young master being alone.

Sighing in my heart, it seems that I have to hurry up about finding a kindergarten.

He walked into the game room and squatted in front of Jing Mo: "Young master, shall we go eat first?"

Jing Mo has been well-bred, and he has been self-willed just now, and now he nods even if he is reluctant: "Okay."

After speaking, he raised his little hand and wanted Ah Fu to hug him.

the second time.

Jing Mo counted in his heart.

My mother said that a good child must understand the principle of "no more than three things". Small willfulness can be done three times a day, and big willfulness can be done once a week.

Although my aunt said that it was wrong for my mother to do this, but my mother still insisted on doing so.

The baby's understanding of small willfulness and big willfulness is different from that of adults, so it was inevitable to be beaten in the past. Slowly, Jingmo no longer touches the mother's bottom line. is swollen.

In the scope of her mother's acceptance, it is that Jingmo will not be beaten but will be preached afterwards, and Jingmo will remember it firmly. Not answering, cheating and not walking are all things that mother can tolerate.

Jingmo sighed vicissitudes, and there was one more time.

After dinner, Jingmo asked Ah Fu: "Grandpa Ah Fu, can I have candy?"

Ah Fu didn't say anything and gave him a piece.

Jing Mo was very happy, he didn't refuse the order to eat only one piece, he ate the candy in one gulp.

Asking expectantly: "Grandpa Fu, can I have another piece?"

The little face as white and tender as a blessing baby is upturned, and the big eyes are full of anticipation.

Ah Fu was defeated by him again and again: "The last one, young master."

What is a child, a creature that is easy to get ahead, in their view, if there is one, there are two, and your warning is like the wind on the ears.

"Grandpa Ah Fu, I want more." Jing Mo stretched out his little hand in anticipation.

In the past, Master Bruce was disciplined by Master Thomas when he was a child, and he had never been like this. When the four young masters came, they were all sensible and self-disciplined.

A Fu retreated in a row, and all his toughness in the face of the uneasy Master Bruce disappeared.

Jing Mo is holding Ah Fu's leg, and has already started playing tricks.

Beside Ah Fu, who couldn't see, his old master and old lady laughed very unkindly, especially Master Thomas, who was still giving Jingmo some advice.

When Bruce came back, he saw such a picture.

There were candy wrappers all over the floor beside the youngest son, and he was still hugging Ah Fu's leg at the moment. The voice of the little milk seemed to have added sugar, so sweet it made people lose their teeth: "Grandpa Ah Fu, Tangtang Tangtang."

Ah Fu's face was full of confusion, and he persuaded: "Young master, Ah Fu really has no more sugar, and you can't eat any more."

Jing Mo raised his hand, "hug." Afuyi said he hugged him.

"mua" kissed Ah Fu's face, and hugged Ah Fu's neck affectionately: "Grandpa Ah Fu, Tangtang."

Bruce couldn't stand it anymore, strode over and pulled Jing Mo down: "You ate all these candies?"

Jing Mo saw his father faltered instantly, and turned to Ah Fu for help, only to see Ah Fu make a powerless expression towards him.

Regretted, Jing Mo can act like a baby to Ah Fu because only Ah Fu spends a lot of time with him here, and this father is moody towards him, seeing him at this moment is no less frightening than seeing his mother in a rage.

"How many times have I said that I can only eat one candy a day?" Bruce sat on the sofa and pressed Jingmo to hit him.

Jing Mo "Wow!" cried out: "I was wrong! Dad, stop beating!"

It's really like what his mother said, he admits his mistakes quickly.

"Know it's wrong?" Bruce stopped.

"Wrong woo woo woo." Jing Mo wanted to cover his little butt, but his hands were too short, making him a nondescript Yan Erfei.

Bruce almost laughed out loud at the gesture.

Jing Mo keenly felt that his father didn't seem to be angry anymore, so he began to bargain: "Dad, can I eat two candies a day?"

Bruce was about to be laughed at, his country didn't have the habit of beating children, and he didn't even have a set of laws against beating children, but at the moment he felt itchy.

But he held back, he was Batman after all.

Seeing his son's pitiful appearance, he laughed out loud: "Stop pretending, I didn't take your pants off just now, and I didn't use any force."

Jing Mo has already practiced crying whenever he is inclined to be beaten, and crying hard, there will always be elders who hear about it and come to rescue him.

For this reason, Song Yanmo specially wrote a guide to beating children for Bruce.

Jing Mo, who was used to being beaten since childhood, felt that his father was simply too kind.

Get up from his lap, hold Bruce's neck and kiss him on the chin: "Dad, you are so kind."

Damian and Dick, who went home for the weekend, watched the whole thing without seeing it, but I have to say that they were still envious and jealous when they saw the intimate picture of their father and son.