[Curse back] Don't ask, it's because you have a car, a house, and a face

When Wutiao Qiutong returned home, he received the news that he was about to have a younger brother or younger sister.

"Is this true?!" He didn't even have time to put his schoolbag away, so he ran up to me with his short short legs, and was about to catch my son who was about to catch me with a smile. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind to block him.

"You can't throw yourself into your mother's arms, Qiutong." Gojo Wu was wearing an apron, holding a long dripping spoon in his hand. It seemed that he heard Qiutong's commotion while making soup in the kitchen and rushed away. Come and stop him.

He reminded his son with a serious face, "Qi is very fragile now, but he can't withstand such a forceful pounce from you, so be careful and act carefully."

"Hey? Is that so?" Qiu Tong really restrained her strength all of a sudden, and didn't dare to touch me casually. Instead, she relaxed her hands and feet, sat down carefully beside me, and then poked out a small head with bright eyes Looking at me intently, he asked expectantly in his tone, "Mom, can I touch my sister?"

"Why do you also acquiesce as a younger sister?" I complained, but I still touched the top of my son's head and agreed with a smile, "It's ok, as long as you don't use force, mom is actually not as fragile as dad said."

"But it's always good to be careful, right?" My husband supported the back of the chair, bent down and kissed me on the forehead, "I made Cordyceps porridge, you can eat more later."

"... When did you buy the Cordyceps flowers?" I didn't know?

"It was brought over on the way home." He answered my question, then turned his head and patted Qiu Tong on the shoulder, and told the other party seriously, "Mom will be taken care of by you first, I'm not here, but Don't let her get hurt."

Qiu Tong's expression was also very serious. He nodded, clenched his fists and assured the other party, "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely take good care of Mom!"

I looked at the father and son from the side, feeling a little helpless, "There is really no need to be so nervous, and this child is not so fragile." Otherwise, she would have supported me when Fu Heisher was about to kill me. I can't come down.

From this alone, I have absolute confidence in my daughter's vitality.

It is a pity that because I am pregnant with a child now, no one is willing to listen to me, but instead draws up a lot of rules and regulations to restrain me.

"If you have anything to do, tell me to do it, Mom." Qiu Tong tried hard to put on a small face, trying to pretend to be mature, like a real adult who is trustworthy, "Whether it's doing housework or other things I can do anything!"

I couldn't help laughing, raised my hand and rubbed his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Then please ask Qiutong to go upstairs to put away the schoolbag, then wash your little hands, and go to the refrigerator to get two cups of milk pudding. Mom wants to eat a little bit."

"no problem!"

After receiving the order, Qiu Tong immediately ran upstairs, threw her schoolbag into the room, and was so anxious that she didn't even go up the stairs. She grabbed the railing beside the corridor, turned over and jumped down from the second floor, landing lightly on the first floor In the living room, there was no sign of injury at all, and then he ran into the kitchen to open the refrigerator and tiptoed to take out two cups of milk pudding. On the way, he almost bumped into his father who was holding a kitchen knife and standing in front of the cabinet to slice fish.

Wujo Wu put down his hand that opened Wuwu, and looked down at his anxious son in a puzzled manner, "Qiutong, why are you running so fast? Also, don't give Qi cold food."

"But mom said she wanted pudding." The boy raised the cup in his hand.

"Qi has no sense of proportion in this kind of thing, don't listen to her." He directly confiscated one of the cups of pudding, "You can eat it by yourself."

I heard it, so I poked my head out of the kitchen and protested to him with dissatisfaction, "You're called dictatorship! It's okay to eat a little once in a while!"

Gojo Satoru was unmoved, but raised his eyebrows at me, "Are you sure you want to eat?"

I paused, then shrank my body back, and decisively admitted, "Forget it, actually, I don't particularly want to eat."

Gojo Qiutong, who was watching all this from the sidelines, was very surprised, "Isn't there a time when mom is afraid of dad being angry?" Isn't it usually the other way around?

"That's how you didn't see your dad go crazy." I poked my head out again and complained to him from the air, "It's scary, I don't even know what I have left to exchange." Even the soul was tied to death by the other party.

"Exchange what?" Qiu Tong asked suspiciously.

Gojo Satoru put down the kitchen knife, raised his hands to show his heart to his son, bent his eyes and smiled happily, "It's mother's love for father."

I immediately showed a disgusted expression, and then gave him a "pooh", "I have never seen such a thick-skinned guy like you."

Although he doesn't know what happened between his parents that he doesn't know about, Qiutong understands a truth, that is——

"Dad did something bad to Mom?" he said firmly.

clever!As expected of my son!

I immediately applauded my intimate little padded jacket vigorously.

"Then how can it be called a bad thing?" The man put his hands on his hips and said bluntly, "That is clearly the proof that your mother and I love each other deeply!"

"I don't want this kind of proof!" I waved my arms excitedly, "Do you see any couples who use this method to prove their love for each other?!"

In the end, the other party really gave me an example, "Yuta and Lixiang."

"..."

Grass, master, I understand.

Dare to say that both of you teachers and students are not normal people, right?

"Brother Youtai?" Probably his tutor told him that it's not polite to talk about others behind his back. Qiutong hesitated for a long time before speaking in a low voice, "Actually, I don't understand why he cursed Sister Lixiang? From ordinary people Becoming a curse spirit is very painful, right? Aren't they lovers who love each other?"

"Is it because Brother Youtai didn't know how to control the magic power at that time?"

"It has nothing to do with magic power. Even if Yuta had become a powerful magician at that time, he would still choose to curse Lixiang."

"……why?"

Gojo Satoru touched his head, "This is love."

"But if you love someone, don't you want her to live a better life?" Gojo Qiutong became more and more confused, "Isn't it okay for Sister Lixiang to leave without pain?"

I sighed, walked to my son, put my hand on the top of his head, the palm and the back of my husband's hand were folded together, and they were tightly attached.

"Love is a terrible feeling. No one can control it. No one knows what it will look like in the end. Of course, everyone's way is different, so Qiu Tong, you just need to treat yours according to your own way." Girls will do."

"Like Dad," Wujo Satoru pointed at himself, not only not ashamed, but also proudly said with a smile, "it belongs to the type that will curse the other half."

"If I die first, I will continue to haunt Qi even if it turns into a curse, but if Qi leaves me first, then I will curse her to become my curse spirit like Yuta and Satoka , anyway, mom and dad won't be separated."

I complained, "Didn't you say something even scarier?"

The son is still ignorant, and it seems that he doesn't understand what love is.

But he is still young, it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, when he grows up and meets the girl who belongs to him, he will naturally understand how to love each other.

Anyway, as long as he treats his father as a negative example ==

There was a talk about "love" and I thought that was the end of it.

However, when I finished telling my son a bedtime story and kissed him on the cheek to say good night to him, Qiutong suddenly pulled me back and looked at me seriously.

"Mom, do you think Dad's love is right?" Regarding the conversation that happened in the kitchen this evening, although he didn't continue to ask, he still cared about Dad's answer to him at that time.

"Even if he curses you, mom, don't you care?"

This question... how should I explain it to him?

I closed the picture book and put it on the bedside table, then moved my body into my son's bed, hugged him in my arms, rested my chin on top of his head, and thought carefully.

Qiutong obediently let me use him as a support, pillowing his arms, he tried his best to stretch his short arms to completely wrap around my waist, to protect me like his father.

I couldn't help laughing, and lowered my head to kiss his white and tender face, but when I thought of his question, I slowly suppressed my smile, and patted his back lightly, with a very peaceful attitude.

"Qiu Tong must not understand that kind of strong and terrifying love? It should be said that as long as you are a normal person, it is impossible not to mind your lover's curse on you, because it is terrible, isn't it?"

"En." He responded softly. The love of his parents was completely different from the love that everyone told him, and they even took a completely opposite path. Will you be happy?"

"Cursing others will eventually curse yourself one day. At that time, both people will be in deep pain and cannot extricate themselves, so why should they curse each other?"

I thought about it, "Other people's words... probably because they can't let go of it, and they don't want to forget it. The situation of parents is quite special."

"What's the difference?"

Instead of answering, I asked him another question, "Qiu Tong, you spent some time with me when I was young, right?"

My son didn't understand why I brought this up, but he still nodded.

"Then do you prefer the way mother was before or the way she is now? I mean things like personality."

"This..." He hesitated immediately, and after comparing the two mothers in his heart, he told me honestly, "I like the current mother better."

"why?"

"Because the mother smiles the best now." He replied in a low voice, "I have never seen my mother smile before. She always has an indifferent expression, as if she is very unhappy, and she seems to be indifferent to everything." Don't care, so I'm a little scared."

"If it was my former mother, I am very afraid that one day in the future she will abandon me and leave alone. No matter how I look for her, I can't find her. I don't want to be without my mother."

I laughed, "That's why."

"?" Qiutong blinked in confusion.

I stroked the back of his head and gently explained to him, "This is why your father must curse me, not only for himself, but for me."

"The curse is indeed a double-edged sword. Sometimes it can hurt us, but sometimes it can also connect us. Whether it will bring pain or salvation, it is not others who have the qualifications to judge, but us Own."

Qiu Tong seemed to understand a little bit, "So Mom, do you think this is a good thing?"

"For me, it's okay, but you can't chase girls like this in the future. You must respect the other party's wishes, listen to the other party's heart, love her well, and try not to let her be wronged. It’s right to come.”

"... Mom, you actually have resentment in your heart, don't you?"

"It's definitely a little bit, but..." I raised a finger to my lips, and then half-blinked my eyes mischievously at him, "Don't tell Wu."

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After coaxing Qiutong to put him to sleep, with the picture book between my fingers, I walked leisurely to the bedroom, opened the door, and saw my husband who had already bathed and changed into pajamas, with his back turned to me, from a pile of books on the bookshelf. A picture book with a mermaid princess on the cover was pulled out of the book.

"Why don't you wipe your hair?" I noticed the wet ends of the other person's hair, put the story book back on the shelf, turned around and went to the bathroom to get the hair dryer and came back.

"You still have the nerve to talk about me, don't you yourself not pay attention to your own health every time?" Asking someone to sit on the soft chair, I plugged in the power and turned on the hot air, and lifted his dry hair and held it in the air. Patiently help him dry in the palm of your hand.

Gojo Satoru felt the soft touch of his fingers massaging his scalp, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and even leaned back on me relaxedly, regardless of whether the water droplets on his hair would wet my clothes.

It's like a big cat who has been rubbed by its owner and actively exposed its belly.

"What did you talk to Qiu Tong about? It's been so long since you came back." After his hair was completely dried, he turned his head and looked at my back as I went to put the hair dryer back, and asked, "Could you be talking bad about me? Bar?"

"You're very self-aware of how annoying you are." I walked to the bed and waved at him as if chasing flies, telling him to roll to the other side, "Don't take my place all the time, okay? You shed so badly that your hair was all over the pillow."

"How could I lose my hair?" He didn't believe my casual lie, but he moved to the side to make room for me, "Are you sure you didn't lose your hair and rely on me ?”

"At this time, you just need to keep smiling and don't open your mouth."

I lifted the quilt and lay down in the warm bed, Gojo Satoru leaned over again and wrapped me in his arms as usual, but this time he just hugged my waist loosely, with his palms on my soft belly, warm The tactile sensation came from the place where our skin touched, it was warm and comfortable enough to make people drowsy.

"What the hell did you tell Qiu Tong?" In the end, the dog man behind me abruptly shook me awake in order to satisfy his own curiosity.

grass (a type of plant).

"It's the conversation in the kitchen this evening." I suddenly turned over angrily and faced him again, stretched out my finger and poked his forehead fiercely, "He asked me if I would mind if you cursed me?" , probably so.”

"Huh? You two have been chatting for so long and you're talking about this?" Gojo Satoru asked a little strangely, "What do you care about?"

"That's it, you still have to ask to understand." I muttered, closed my eyes again, and complained slightly dissatisfied, "I can't even sleep now."

He let out a "huh", looked up and down my expression, and then patted my face tentatively, the force was very light, as light as a fallen leaf floating on my face, "Then do you want me?" Tell you a bedtime story? "The Daughter of the Sea"?"

"...Should we talk about "Sleeping Beauty" at this time?"

The author has something to say: Mom tells the children bedtime stories, and after the story is over, it is the husband's turn to tell the wife bedtime stories. The arrangement is clear.

Akito Gojo: I often feel out of place with my parents because I'm a normal person (x)

57's love is really distorted. It's so distorted that people around can't stand it. Look at how many times Huihui and Nitro have expressed their worries. I'm starting to doubt life, and I'm wondering why they haven't divorced yet (although I know it's impossible), probably the only person who can understand Mr. Wujo is Chunai Zhanshen hahaha

But Gojo Satoru is not lying, if he dies or Qi dies, the ending will definitely become what he said, curse each other and entangle each other, until both of them die completely, hey, it’s actually quite touching to think about it this way (something wrong with me)

Ps. I would like to add something less important here. The two of them were actually quite bloody when they were in bed. They were really fighting each other to see blood. It makes people unclear whether they love each other or hate each other. (but sorry, I admit I got excited)

Woohoo can I get a review today too please?Please, I want to get the support of all the cuties no matter what, I love you!

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