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Chapter 53: My head was blown away by the scolding

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    The child didn¡¯t know what his father was thinking at the moment, so he shook his head:

    "No!"

    "Really?"

    I saw the child wrinkled his nose:

    "Really not!" It sounded like "Dad, are you deaf?"

    Fu Jiyan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and picked up the little man:

    "Okay, let's go back."

    The little man was not afraid. He twisted his neck and found a position that made him more comfortable:

    ¡°Dad, don¡¯t you want to play ball anymore?¡±

    Someone sneered: Why else fight?

    ?¡­

    This time, Best Actor Fu stayed at home for five whole days without going out for a moment.

    Because, that night, the child really had a fever.

    Once you have a fever, it takes two or three days before the fever goes away completely.

    And because of poor care of his son, Fu Da, the actor fell ill and had a fever. He was almost scolded by his grandfather, brother and the child's mother.

    "Fu Zhizhou, take medicine!"

    The little man on the sofa who was holding a tablet and playing games didn't want to pay any attention to him.

    Until, the tablet in my hand was suddenly taken away.

    "dad?"

    "Take medicine!"

    ¡°Don¡¯t eat it, it¡¯s so unpalatable and bitter.¡±

    ¡°If you don¡¯t eat, you are not allowed to play with the tablet anymore!¡±

    "Huh, that's what mom brings you. Dad, you're so naughty!"

    ??Fu Jiyan is not the type to do this:

    "Let me ask you one last time, do you want to take medicine?"

    The little man probably saw that his father was not getting enough, so he curled his mouth and started crying:

    "My father is bad, I don't want my father, I want my mother, oh oh oh"

    In such a large villa, there was a sudden roar of chickens and dogs, mixed with the cries of children.

    But at the very end, the child was crying while his father force-fed him medicine.

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    "However, with such energy and crying so loudly, it seems that it is almost good.

    Now that it¡¯s better, Fu Jiyan doesn¡¯t intend to continue to let the children do whatever they want:

    "Fu Zhizhou, is it time for you to go to school?"

    Well?

    The little man blinked his eyes, with water drops still hanging on his eyelashes:

    "Dad, Porridge is sick."

    Children all over the world don¡¯t want to go to school!

    Porridge and porridge are naturally no exception.

    ¡°Then let your Uncle Gu give you another injection, how about that?¡±

    Didn¡¯t you say you were sick?

    ¡°Whether you go to school or get an injection, you have to choose one of the two.

    "The little man suddenly felt quite depressed. If he wanted to go to school or get an injection, he didn't even have to think about it. He would definitely rather go to school than get an injection!"

    "dad"

    "Have you thought about it?"

    The depressed child sat up:

    "Congee should go to school. Congee feels much better."

    Poof~

    Fu Jiyan glanced at it, then raised his hand and looked at his wrist:

    ¡°There¡¯s less than an hour until your kindergarten starts, I¡¯ll give you five minutes to change clothes!¡±

    After saying that, he took the tablet and turned around and went upstairs.

    As for the child, of course he got off the sofa in a hurry, then found Xiao Tao, and asked Xiao Tao to help change his clothes. When he went downstairs, he saw his father standing beside the car in a straight suit, waiting for him.

    "dad."

    "Get in the car quickly."

    "oh."

    He hummed and climbed into the back seat.

    The driver was on vacation today. Fu Jiyan did not ask his bodyguard to drive and planned to drive his son to kindergarten himself.

    The little man in the back seat was obviously shocked when he saw his father actually getting into the driver's seat in front:

    "Dad, do you want to deliver porridge?" he asked.

    In the rearview mirror, the man raised his eyelids:

    ¡°Don¡¯t you like me giving it to you?¡±

    The little man shook his head quickly and raised his hands: "No, no!"

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