Lord Chitose spoils me too much, what should I do?

Pei Que lifted his feet off the ground and swung in the air.

In the past, he liked to let his father's strong arms be his own swing, and hang on it to swing around, but at this moment, whether it was his father's actions, or his words and expressions, he couldn't feel a trace of love for him!

His father had a sullen face, his eyes were cold, and he said something he didn't understand.

Pei Que kept twisting his body, muttering in his mouth: "It's not mother! It's not mother!"

A slap landed on Pei Que's ass, he hesitated for a while as he twisted his body, and then cried out with a "wow".

The memory after that is messy and fuzzy enough...

The nanny's screams, the mother's low begging for mercy, the father's roar, his own sobbing...

Then there were a lot of chaotic footsteps, and the sound of crutches leaning on the ground. His eyes were blurred from crying, and the mist from crying, or maybe even without his eyes, he could guess that it was grandma coming on crutches...

Afterwards, he never mentioned that half of the fairies again, and neither did my mother, as if this incident had never happened.But obviously it's not the same as before...

Until the younger sister was born, the father never came to the mother's room again.

The mother also became more and more silent. Maybe she didn't explain anything, or maybe she explained, and her husband turned a deaf ear to it.

Until the younger sister was born, the host and hostess of the Pei Mansion may have reached a reconciliation.

More strictly speaking, this is not even a settlement.

His gentle and gentle mother was the one who was forgiven unilaterally on the surface.

On the day my mother gave birth, my father did not go to the study for the first time, but stayed outside the bedroom, waiting quietly for my sister's first cry.

Everyone in the mansion heaved a sigh of relief.After all, if there is a discord between the master and the son, it is not easy to be a servant.

It was night, nurse Zhao was coaxing little Pei Que, humming Chang Luo folk tunes, looking very happy.

Pei Que carefully turned over, put his arms around Zhao's arms, and said coquettishly, "Nurse, what tune is this, it's so nice!"

He was already pink, but he was young, but his mouth was surprisingly sweet, coaxing Mrs. Zhao to smile, "This is a folk song from our hometown. My wife liked to sing it when she was not out of the cabinet."

"My mother likes it too?"

Pei Que became interested, "Then why haven't I heard her sing?" "

Zhao's smile faded slightly, "Probably I don't have this mood anymore!

Being a girl is different from being someone else's wife after all... not to mention that there is that vixen who is blocking her heart..."

"Vixen!"

Pei Que raised his head, "Where is the vixen?"

Mrs. Zhao shook her head, "My lord is still young, you don't understand even if I tell you."

"You adults are always like this!"

Pei Que imitated his father and snorted, and Zhao Shi smiled and shook his head with a heavy voice.

"I'm young, and I'm not stupid! I know that Mother is not happy because Father doesn't like her. Father likes the fairy in the painting!"

"What kind of fairy is she!"

Mrs. Zhao tucked the corner of the quilt for Pei Que, "It's true that you are a vixen!"

Mrs. Zhao sighed, or maybe it was because there was no place to vent the words that had been suppressed in her heart all year round. Instead, she let go of her guard against a child. She continued: "That's a goblin! It's a vixen! If she didn't show up, my uncle and miss How did it get to this point!"

Mrs. Zhao is Mrs. Pei's dowry, and she took care of his mother since she was a child. When there is no one around, she always likes to be called Miss Mother.

Pei Que seemed to understand, but his little hand poked out from the bed and hooked Zhao Shi's fingers, making a baby voice.

"Why doesn't father like mother, why would he marry mother if he doesn't like mother?"