Su Zhixiao suddenly heard his son's voice. When he looked up, he saw his son looking like he could hardly hold him and was crying.
He ran forward in a few steps and took the kettle from his son's arms.
?It¡¯s really not light when you pick it up.
It weighs several kilograms.
"Baby, why are you here? And what is this?"
The child took a few breaths and finally felt relieved:
"It's the watermelon juice squeezed by Grandma Feng, and the porridge is specially brought to my mother."
Su Zhixiao felt happy, it was sweeter than drinking honey.
"Ah, did Congee bring it specially to mom? Thank you Congee. Mom likes it very much."
The child suddenly laughed, quite embarrassed, and threw himself into his mother's arms.
Su Zhixiao held the kettle in one hand and hugged his son with the other hand and returned to the workstation.
Then he asked in detail:
¡°Baby, shouldn¡¯t you be in kindergarten?¡±
It¡¯s only two o¡¯clock. It¡¯s impossible for kindergarten to finish school so early, right?
The child then reported to his mother in a giggling voice. He didn't miss anything, even his father yelled at him, threatened him, etc. He told his mother one by one.
He was the only one who didn¡¯t even mention the sabotage in the study.
In the end, when he arrived, his father gave him the kettle and asked him to pick it up and give it to his mother.
Su Zhixiao¡¯s mouth twitched when he heard this, and he wanted to punch someone a few times.
Why do you always bully your son like this?
"Be good, if your father dares to beat you, mother will beat him first!"
The sky is big and the earth is big, but my son is the biggest.
Husband, why don¡¯t you go somewhere cool and stay still!
The child was so happy that she didn¡¯t forget to jump down and pull her mother to sit down:
¡°Mom, sit down, mom, drink quickly, the watermelon juice squeezed by Grandma Feng is delicious, it¡¯s so sweet and ice-cold.¡±
Su Zhixiao pinched his son¡¯s face a few times:
"Okay, okay, mom, drink it, but mom can't finish such a big pot. Can we share it with uncles and aunts?"
The kids don¡¯t have any objections:
"good!"
¡°Then you go over there and get the paper cups, count the total number of people in here, and get as many cups as you want, you know?¡±
"Um."
I was going back and forth several times in the office, but I finally figured it out:
"Mom, there are nine people."
"Are you sure there are only nine?"
The child was suspicious and confirmed it again before nodding:
"Uh-huh!"
Su Zhixiao laughed and couldn't help but scratch the tip of his son's nose:
"Baby, did you forget yourself?"
Forehead?
This seems to be true.
but
"Mom, don't drink porridge. I've already had it at home. Grandma Feng said you can't drink it anymore because it will cause stomachache."
"You're so good, let's go get the cup."
"good."
There were more than half a box of paper cups piled up in the corner. The child found some that had been opened, counted nine cups from them, and ran back to his mother.
"Mom, here, nine."
"OK."
Everyone in the office stopped what they were doing and looked at the little man with a smile.
This little baby is too cute and sensible, right?
Real name envy!
I really don¡¯t know how Sister Su and Brother-in-law Fu gave birth to such a cute little boy?
Here, the mother and son are working together happily. The child holds the paper cup while his mother holds the kettle and pours watermelon juice into it.
"Mom, it's okay."
"Go ahead and give it to Auntie first."
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