Su Zhixiao originally wanted to say it didn¡¯t matter, it wouldn¡¯t take more than a few seconds to walk.
But, before I could say anything, I was hugged from the waist.
Aunt Feng stood at the door and quickly turned sideways.
Who would have thought that as soon as the couple entered the door, they were stunned.
"Mom, mom, mom~"
Damn it, why is this little brat here?
He also fluttered towards him. His father was so frightened that he hugged his mother and backed away quickly, saying hurriedly:
"Fu Zhizhou, stand there and don't move!"
Well?
The child suddenly stopped the car:
"dad?"
There were so many question marks in my little head at the same time.
Seeing that the cub stood there without moving, his father breathed a sigh of relief.
After that, he came to the sofa with the person in his arms:
"Fu Zhizhou, bring a pillow over here."
The child was suddenly enlightened:
"Oh, okay, Dad."
He jumped to the sofa on the other side and hugged a pillow:
"Dad, here it is."
His father took it and then said:
"Go to the room to get a blanket."
The child nodded his head.
But Aunt Feng had already taken out a blanket from the guest room on the first floor and shook it several times before handing it over:
"Second Young Master."
The child probably finally came to his senses, ran forward and stood next to the sofa, with his little hands behind his back and his ten fingers intertwined, and then asked in a low voice:
"Is mom sick?"
Su Zhixiao saw his son¡¯s little face, raised the corners of his lips, and waved:
"Baby, come here."
The children came forward slowly step by step.
Unfortunately, when he was about ten centimeters away from his mother, his father ruthlessly stopped him.
He put his big palm on the child's face and pushed it back.
The child exclaimed twice in a low voice, and the big palm on his face was already removed.
The little mouth suddenly pursed:
"Dad, what are you doing?"
He glanced at the little boy and snorted again:
¡°Fu Zhizhou, from now on, you are not allowed to come near my wife!
"Otherwise, if I see you once, I'll beat you up once!" "
"Why, Dad?"
"How can there be so many reasons? Remember!"
Su Zhixiao¡¯s mouth twitched several times before speaking:
"Fu Jiyan, don't be so cruel to him!"
It¡¯s his own, not picked up from somewhere.
"Porridge, come to mom and ignore your dad."
With the mother¡¯s words, the child finally came closer, put his little mouth on his mother¡¯s face and gave her a big kiss:
"Mom, are you sick?" I asked again.
Su Zhixiao smiled and gently stroked his son¡¯s little head:
"Well, yes, so, during this period, mother may not be able to hold our baby."
When the child heard his mother admit that she was sick, her little face started to look worried, and she said anxiously:
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Have you seen the doctor? Does it hurt?"
There are so many questions.
Su Zhixiao pinched his son¡¯s face:
"I've already seen the doctor. It doesn't hurt. Don't worry, honey, okay?"
The children nodded. As for whether they really believed it or understood it, only the children themselves knew.
There is a high probability that you only understand about half of it.
Aunt Feng looked on and then said:
"I'll go to the kitchen to see if the chicken is ready. The young lady needs to make up for it during this time."
Women, after going through this, they all need a lot of help.
Otherwise, when you get a little older, you will easily have physical problems.