After sending off the reporters that day, the family returned to its original rhythm.
If anything has changed, I am a little nervous about adapting to interviews in the future.
"Aren't you going to shoot?" Qianxue hadn't realized that her dream of being a heroine was about to be shattered.
"Of course, let's do it. Wait until you First Year of High School grow a little longer, Little Bean." Lang Zhi Just one sentence made the little girl start beating him up.
Qianxue's arms are very strong, with lotus roots like each section. At this moment, she is sticking out her butt and ass, and wrestling with Lang Zhi's fists with both hands.
"Uh-uh-" The little girl gritted her teeth and tried hard, and her bangs were a little wet.
You Ze sat alone on the carpet, building blocks quietly, not disturbed at all by the noise next to him.
Kōshū When he came down from upstairs, what he saw was the three younger siblings who were very engaged.
'Make some coffee and drink it. ' Thinking this, he passed by the sofa.
The wrestling between Qianxue and Lang Zhi had reached the final stage. She had no strength left and her hands could not bear the direct confrontation, so she started to lift them up.
But it was not lifted very high, and the arms were not as long as Lang Zhi, so it was hung up again.
"How about it, how about it, but just asking you, do you still dare to fight me?" The boy opposite didn't act like an older brother at all.
Seeing that Qianxue was about to cry, she didn't know what to do but stopped because his raised armpits were too conspicuous.
Kōshū stopped to make coffee and approached the guy who was still bullying his sister from behind.
After a while, Lang Zhi heard a voice that made his scalp numb, "The tickling session has begun~"
"Ah, no!"
Qianxue was pushed aside. She was very strong, rolled over, and immediately got up, jumping and clapping her hands.
"Hahahaha... please spare me!!"
Lang Zhi is laughing so hard that she can't breathe.
Kōshū's hands stopped, but he still suppressed his younger brother.
Seeing that this fight is coming to an end.
The snowman in front was small, and he stepped in. He stepped forward and slapped Lang Zhi on the chin.
There was a loud slap, and Lang Zhi's face, which was still pretending to beg for mercy, changed a little. The figure pressing down on the height, and the slap coming out of the gap, instantly changed his mood from a cloudless afternoon to a cold and rainy day.
The two slaps were firm, with a force that seemed to be sucking, and seemed to express the 'hate' in the heart of the person who exerted the force.
Kōshū immediately felt his scalp numb. He picked up Qianxue with one hand and held his younger brother's hand with the other.
"Let go!" In just one second, Lang Zhi's eyes suddenly turned red. Kōshū was determined not to let go.
"She might have something on her hands. She doesn't mean it. Don't be impulsive."
"Wow - ah!" The instigator was immediately frightened by the serious look in the second brother's eyes, opened his mouth and cried loudly.
Kōshū looked around, let go of Lang Zhi's hand, and covered his sister's mouth.
"Oh, don't cry. You didn't do it yourself. Why do you want to beat your brother?"
At this time, the crying attracted the parents outside and asked, "What's wrong? Did you fall?"
"It's okay!" Kōshū shouted to cover up his cries. He turned around and looked again. Lang Zhi was stunned for two seconds and then rushed back upstairs.
Mr. Sasaki was watching the running on the stairs as he opened the door and said, "Lang Zhi! Don't run on the stairs, it's very dangerous!"
Lang Zhi didn't look back.
"What's wrong? Did the two of you quarrel?" Mr. Sasaki took Qianxue back.
The little girl's original emotions ran out, but when she saw an adult supporting her, she started howling again without any sound or tears. She kept glancing towards the stairs and told her father clearly that she was made to cry by her second brother.
"Hey——" Kōshū didn't want to answer Mr. Sasaki's question at all. There were many children at home, and it was difficult to compete with each other.
Crossing his arms and turning his back, he thought about how to warn the adults at home not to spoil their children too much.
Unexpectedly, he caught sight of You who was sitting on the carpet. As the youngest child in the family, You was not the most favored child like other families. Instead, he became a bystander.
As usual, You once again watched the fight between his brothers and sister, and watched the process from joking to getting serious. He watched as the commotion became louder and louder, with his father running in from the sofa area, but it didn't affect his one-third of an acre of land at all.
"Click-" You continued, and the last piece of the castle was placed.
Kōshū glanced at the castle. It had several floors up and down, inside and out. It could be seen that the person who built this building block must be in a very calm mood, otherwise it would not be so perfect.
After thinking for a second, Kōshū frowned again, and he forgot that the child at home also had some problems.
You finally built the castle, and smiled with the only person who witnessed his achievements - his eldest brother Kōshū, and then shrugged as if he understood what the other person was thinking.
Kōshū's brows furrowed even higher. The one-and-a-half-year-old child didn't know where he learned the shrug action, but he obviously knew the meaning of this action, that is - what else can be done, this family is just like this.
"Wow -" the crying behind him continued, and the heavy rain turned into a thunderstorm, even a bit like a sun shower - the ground was dry, and only thunder could be heard.
"Don't cry, don't cry, little princess. Our ex is a little princess. She wants to make a movie later. It won't be beautiful if she cries." This is probably the state of a middle-aged girl. After half a year, Mr. Sasaki has been almost completely assimilated by Shen Qing.
On the carpet in front of you, You moved to another place and began to set up other things. It seemed that there was only one thing left in the world that interested him.
Above the head, there is another Lang Zhi waiting to be comforted.
"Hey——" Kōshū sighed deeply from his abdomen.
That's why he didn't want to go home. In this family, his eldest son, the coordinator of everyone, was too tired.
"Mr. Sasaki, let's talk some time."
"Eh?" The man behind him was a little surprised, with inexplicable joy in his eyes. "What's wrong? Are you encountering a man's problem? Do you need my help as an adult?"
"No." Kōshū leaned on the back of the sofa irritably. He felt that as a child, he was not suitable to say this, but he continued, "Although I am not yet a minor and have never raised a child, as a child, I may be able to provide some advice from a child's perspective. Can you tell me?"
Qianxue seemed to feel something and stopped crying for a moment.
Mr. Sasaki In the sudden silence, he felt a little at a loss. He adjusted his expression. As a person who suffered from a strict father, he always wanted to be a loving father, "Of course."
"Maybe you should take some courses on child psychology. You Zai spent the whole afternoon building blocks today and talked less and less. Qianxue..."
Kōshū's eyes caught the girl's expression of whether she wanted to cry or not, and she couldn't help but soften her heart, "Qianxue is so smart. If you keep meeting her needs, she will continue to ask for more. In this way..."
"Huh!" The little girl opposite immediately buried her head in her father's neck and stopped looking at the brother who had complained to her.
"Ah, that's it." Mr. Sasaki controlled his expression to make it look like he was listening to the advice seriously, "We will."
At this time, Shen Qing shouted from outside, "Husband, what's wrong? Why don't you come out?"
"Right away!" Mr. Sasaki took advantage of the situation and walked away, even holding his daughter and forgetting to put it down.
I can have a good rest tomorrow
Play baseball on the first day, play games on the second day, and clean up the house on the third day
After packing my things, I realized how empty the room was... a bit addictive