Daddy rushes forward

Wen Ruichu pressed his forehead against Xiaoan's, feeling a bit resentful that iron can't be made into steel.He was so angry that he was going to leave directly with Xiao An in his arms.As a result, as soon as Xiaoan heard that he was leaving, he began to cry non-stop, yelling, wanting, wanting, asking him what he wanted, but he still couldn't give a complete answer.

Wen Ruichu had no choice but to put him on the ground, and watched He Shaoqing squatting next to his son with a big bag, and then Wen Xiaoan stood beside the hills of toys in the living room and carefully picked them up. He Shaoqing had a chat.

Wen Ruichu was almost dumbfounded, and walked over to coax his son, "We don't want other people's things. Dad will buy you new ones when we get home, okay?"

Wen Xiaoan bit his small mouth, and snorted angrily through his nose, "Daddy lied!" Wen Ruichu couldn't laugh or cry, he admitted that he didn't satisfy his son's appetite for toys.Because Xiaoan is still young after all, he still can't play with many toys. Every time he goes to the toy store, he will only ask for buying, buying, buying, buying this one, and that one.He can't point to the toys on the shelf like the robber He Shaoqing and say, "Wrap these, and those, all for me."

This kind of idiot style is completely inconsistent with his thrifty housekeeping style. He is a very sensible father, so he squatted down and continued to coax his son, "I'm not lying, I really bought it for you. Dad will buy you a lot after the filming Lots of new toys."

Wen Xiaoan looked at his father who was not very honest, then turned his head to look at his favorite toy mountain, plopped down on the sponge cushion, and continued to lower his head to pick toys.

"Wen Xiaoan?" Wen Ruichu hugged his shoulders and shouted behind his son, with a hint of menace in his voice.He had just discovered that his son was an unscrupulous little guy.

Wen Xiaoan shook his shoulders in fright, and looked at He Shaoqing with his mouth open.

He Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and curled his lips to tease him, hehe, who read my book just now?Now turn to please me for the toys, don't think that I will speak for you.

Wen Ruichu bent down and tried to pick up his cheating son, but at the moment when he put his hand under his son's armpit, Wen Xiaoan stretched out a small hand and grabbed He Shaoqing's trousers.He first tugged lightly, seeing that He Shaoqing didn't respond, he climbed over with his two little hands together and switched to hugging his thigh.

"Dad." The cry was extremely aggrieved.Wen Xiaoan stared back at Wen Ruichu with widened eyes.He is very much like his father's temper.Toys are my life, if you tell me to abandon my toys, you are forcing me to turn against you, and you are forcing me to cry for you!

He Shaoqing couldn't help but turned his head to hold back a smile and endured so much effort. Seen from behind, his shoulders were shaking slightly.He knew that it was not kind to laugh at this time, but he couldn't help it anymore.He especially wanted to pinch Wen Xiaoan's round face, and then scold him, "Your father is such a sensitive and awkward person, he wants to pay back a penny after taking other people's money, otherwise it would be a great insult to him. How did you develop such a temperament?" When thinking this way, He Shaoqing had already forgotten what his old friend Song Wenyuan said to him: Shaoqing is good at everything else, but his temper is too domineering, so don't allow others to owe him a little bit What belongs to my son must be returned ten times and a hundred times.

"Dad! Don't go!" Wen Xiaoan was forcibly picked up by Wen Ruichu, kicking his two short legs in mid-air, resisting, "Don't go! Dad! Dad!"

He Shaoqing squatted on the ground to intercede for Wen Xiaoan, looked up at Wen Ruichu, "Let him take the toy back, it's useless to stay with me."

Wen Ruichu's face instantly turned pale, then turned red, he softened his heart, and finally did not forcefully take Wen Xiaoan away, but turned around and sat on the sofa and waited for Wen Xiaoan to continue picking toys.He sat on the sofa with his legs up, from noon to evening, when Wen Xiaoan was making a fuss about going to the yard to play with his remote-controlled plane.

He Shaoqing took the opportunity to say, "I'll prepare dinner first, you can take him to play in the yard for a while."

Wen Ruichu was shocked by the sentence "I'll prepare dinner first".He will never forget that He Shaoqing used to be a young master who didn't touch the sun with his fingers. When they were together, let alone cooking, this man never even went into the kitchen once, insisting on the principle of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen".

However, does He Shaoqing know how to cook?Wen Ruichu stayed for a while with a skeptical attitude, and followed his son outside to play games.

Holding a cool remote control in his hand, Wen Xiaoan manipulated the plane to bump into it, running very happily.Half an hour later, he seemed to be tired, so he came over and begged Wen Ruichu, "Dad, ride a horse!"

His pronunciation was very unclear for two people on horseback. Wen Ruichu didn't understand what he was saying, so he knelt down in front of him and asked again, "Baby, what did you say?"

Wen Xiaoan climbed up Wen Ruichu's shoulders, saying that he was tired and wanted to ride a horse.

Wen Ruichu was stunned for a while, and realized that Xiao An was talking about riding a horse.Wen Xiaoan kicked his short legs and climbed onto his shoulders, seeing that he was unconscious, he simply jumped off him.

Wen Ruichu quickly got up and followed Xiao An to the house.I saw Wen Xiao Anxiong pointing at He Shaoqing vigorously, with the demeanor of a general pointing the country.

"Tired! I want to ride a horse!" Wen Xiaoan said while holding the remote control in one hand and pointing at He Shaoqing with the other.

"Wen Xiaoan." Wen Ruichu took a few steps forward, took his hand and walked out, teaching him, "Don't be so rude when talking to...uncle! How do I usually teach you!"

Wen Xiaoan tilted his head, looking like a tiger-headed boy.He can roughly see that his father is unhappy, but he doesn't quite understand why his father is unhappy.He is tired, he wants to ride a horse.In the past few days, he has been using that uncle who occasionally becomes fierce as a cow and a horse.Isn't he the maid hired by grandma to take care of him?

Wen Xiaoan refused to leave the kitchen, grabbed the door frame and stamped his feet in dissatisfaction, and shouted at He Shaoqing, "Wo, I'm tired!"

Wen Ruichu frowned, feeling that the child was too rude, and yelled at He Shaoqing like an old man.No wonder He Shaoqing would be so aggressive towards him.

"Sit down and rest for a while when you're tired. I'll take you home after dinner." Wen Ruichu lifted him out by the collar, and sat on the sofa.

Wen Xiaoan is a ghost, taking advantage of his father's inattention, jumped off the sofa and continued to run into the kitchen, shouting while jumping, "I'm tired! I want to ride a horse!"

The world in a child's eyes is very simple. If you eat delicious food, if you don't care about him, he will keep eating until his belly bursts.When he comes across something interesting, he can grab it and play till the end of the day.Another thing is pampering, once you pamper him, he will think you are easy to bully.In Wen Xiaoan's eyes, He Shaoqing is a bully.The uncle who is occasionally fierce has long been thrown out of the sky by him.

He Shaoqing glanced at the boiling soup in the casserole, raised his hand and turned off the fire.

He bent down to face his son, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and flicked his fingers on Wen Xiaoan's belly through his clothes, "Eating or riding a horse? Choose one yourself."

While Wen Xiaoan bowed his head in thought, He Shaoqing had already poured crucian carp soup into a soup bowl and served it to the table.

Wen Xiaoan followed He Shaoqing's long legs with small steps and shook his head, with a bitter face, as if he didn't know what to choose.Smelling the aroma of the food and touching his stomach, he wisely decided to fill his stomach before talking about anything else. "Dad, eat—"

Wen Ruichu didn't have much expectation for this meal. When he walked to the table, he found that the presentation of several dishes unexpectedly looked good.Especially the thickly boiled crucian carp soup, he could smell the strong fragrance as soon as he entered the door.

Wen Xiaoan urgently opened his arms towards He Shaoqing, screaming for him to hug.

He Shaoqing smiled and carried him to the special seat for children, and put on a small apron for him, as if it were a skilled worker's movements, one big and one small cooperated quite tacitly.

Wen Xiaoan's bowl of porridge was served out in advance to dry, and the temperature was right at this time.He Shaoqing pushed the porridge bowl to Xiaoan's hand, and put the spoon into his hand.

Wen Xiao'an didn't use a spoon, and swallowed half a bowl of red jujube porridge with both hands, then raised his head and looked at He Shaoqing provocatively.

At this moment, Wen Ruichu felt that he was isolated from the circle.He felt that he was not a competent father.After Xiaoan was born, his mother Chen Qing has been taking care of him.He was depressed for a long time because he could no longer dance, and most of his thoughts were on getting back to dancing.

Later, when he changed careers, it was not uncommon for him not to see his children for ten days and a half months.Because of this, he felt ashamed of Xiao An, and could not allow Xiao An to be hurt in the slightest.But he is a father, and he is really not very good at dealing with many problems in Xiao An's daily life, such as Xiao An's sleeping, feeding, bathing and other things are mostly done by his mother.Every time he goes home, it seems that he is only responsible for playing games with the children.He never took Xiaoan alone.

"You know how to cook?" Wen Ruichu was silent for a long time, and finally picked up his chopsticks and started eating.The taste is quite delicious.

He Shaoqing is a person who is demanding on the quality of life. He not only pays attention to the appearance of cooking, but also pays attention to the edible quality.He served dishes for his son on the right, and then gave Wen Ruichu a bowl of soup.

"I learned it later." After he didn't bother to say what "later" was, he said with a smile, "Of course it can't compare with your craftsmanship. Usually, I can deal with my own stomach. However, I will work hard to improve in the future. I need you to give me a few more pointers."

The tone at the end of his words rose a little, which made Wen Ruichu's mind uneasy, and his fingers holding the soup bowl trembled slightly.

"It's good to make it like this." Wen Ruichu put the soup bowl at hand, and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.He can cook because he was born in a single family. When he was a child, his mother was always busy with dance classes, and he often stayed at home alone.Then I learned it naturally.He Shaoqing is different from him, with such a rich background, he can even hire a few chefs to cook for him.

He Shaoqing pursed her thin lips lightly, with a sweet taste in her smile, and said loudly, "Thank you for the compliment. Your satisfaction is my greatest affirmation."

Wen Ruichu took a mouthful of fish soup stuck in his throat, almost spraying it directly on He Shaoqing's face.After he finally swallowed the fish soup, wiped the soup from the corners of his lips, and said to He Shaoqing angrily, "Don't act like this." The aura is completely inconsistent, and the acting component accounts for 90.00% [-].

The smile on He Shaoqing's face was still full, and he patiently fed Wen Xiaoan with vegetables.He has a lot of experience in health preservation. As for childcare, he has consulted a childcare expert, and the difference is not much.Plus he is a very patient person, raising a child is not so difficult for him.After all, Wen Xiaoan is not Wen Ruichu.Wen Ruichu is the only person in this world who can make him lose all his patience in an instant, and make him so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were reborn.

Even though he was depressed, Wen Ruichu had to admit that He Shaoqing was a man who paid attention to the details of life, and he was much more careful than himself in taking care of Xiaoan in every aspect.