"Okay, starting from tomorrow, I will teach Yue'er how to learn martial arts."
Su Qiao smiled and hugged him, "Yue'er were you scared today?"
Little Yue'er was silent for a while.
"I was a little scared, but now that my mother is back, I'm not scared anymore."
"Yue'er is very brave today. Mom will teach you how to read and practice martial arts tomorrow."
"Yeah, Yue'er will definitely study hard." Little Yue'er nodded vigorously, very seriously.
Su Qiao is afraid that what happened today will leave some shadow on him.
Fortunately, the little guy is still strong.
"Let's go, Mom will prepare something delicious for you."
"Mom, Yue'er Yue'er has grown up and can walk on his own."
Little Yue'er twisted his little body a few times, wanting to get off the ground.
Su Qiao is not addicted enough yet.
The corner of his mouth dropped, with a sad look on his face. "Yue'er doesn't like your mother holding you?"
Little Yue'er Looking at my mother's beautiful little face, I felt uncomfortable even if I frowned, and I suddenly became anxious:
"No, no, grandpa said, Yue'er has grown up, he should be sensible and do what he can do by himself."
"And... and grandpa said that men and women cannot communicate with each other. Mom is a woman, so you can't... you can't hold Yue'er casually."
Little Yue'er The more he spoke, the redder his face became, and his head almost buried in his chest.
Su Qiao burst into laughter.
At such a young age, one actually knows that men and women cannot understand each other.
"Yue'er is still young. When Yue'er grows up, he can do his own things."
"And mom is not someone else. Mom can kiss Yue'er, and she can also hug Yue'er."
As he said that, he kissed him on the small forehead.
Unexpectedly, the next second my arms were empty.
Qi Jinghe held the little guy in his arms with a stinky Zhang Jun face:
"Don't teach randomly. Girls and boys sit on different seats when they are eight years old. Yue'er is five and a half years old. It's time to teach him everything he needs to know."
Su Qiao What else can we do?
I can only raise my hands and admit defeat. "Okay, okay, I won't teach you randomly, you teach me, have you taught me well?"
Little Yue'er looked at his fierce father, and then at his fawning mother.
After a moment of silence, he quietly tugged on Daddy's sleeve. "Dad, grandpa said that men should be gentle."
Grandpa also said that if father were gentler, mother would always be as good to them as she is now.
He likes his current mother.
I like that she looks at me with a gentle smile on her face.
He liked the way she touched his head gently.
I also like the way she beats away the bad guys who bully them.
At that time, my mother was really in trouble.
Qi Jinghe: "..."
"Little traitor."
Su Qiao looked at the father and son with a smile, "It's okay, Mom just likes your dad like this."
"Shameless."
Qi Jinghe glanced at her dazzling face, dropped the three words "tied", turned around and left.
Su Qiao looked at the red tips of his ears and made a cheering motion with his fists.
It's not easy.
Her man was finally moved.
She feels that less than half of the 25,000-mile Long March has been completed.
The next day, Su Qiao did not go out. Instead, he began to prepare medicine for his family members while teaching Little Yue'er to exercise in the yard.
Qi Jinghe walked into the yard carrying a basket of vegetables.
When passing by Su Qiao who was drying medicinal herbs on a wooden shelf, his narrow eyes squinted. "Li Dabao's leg is broken. I heard that the kneecap is broken."
"Oh."
Su Qiao glanced at Yue'er who was trotting around the yard without even moving his eyebrows.
Qi Jinghe walked up to her and said firmly, "You did it."
"Don't talk nonsense, I haven't gone out at home."
Su Qiao threw away the herbs in his hand, took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to him:
"I'll give you this money, so don't go out and set up a stall. You're too tired."