moonlight lure

This fall, the brother and sister started small classes and had each other's company. They adapted quickly to the kindergarten environment.

Ji Yanchen parked the car on the road opposite the Procuratorate. Song Shiwei walked out from the roadside shop carrying fruits, opened the passenger door and got into the car. She glanced at the back seat and said in surprise: "Song Chuchen, aren't you hot?"

Ji Yanchen put an arm on the car window and said calmly: "Don't worry about him, he is growing hair."

Song Shiwei pursed her lower lip and put on her seat belt: "No matter how long it takes, you won't be able to make it to Yuzi's birthday party."

Song Chuchen's mouth tightened, as if he was about to cry because of his grievance. Ji Li on the side comforted her quietly: "It's okay, brother, there's still time for Miaomiao's birthday next month, but if it doesn't work, I still have Fangfang next month."

The couple turned around at the same time: "Who are Miaomiao and Fangfang?"

Ji Li blinked: "My brother likes female classmates No. 2 and No. 3."

The two of them had black faces on their faces, and Ji Yanchen had no choice but to start the engine. Song Shiwei felt that this kind of thing should be dealt with as soon as possible, but she was not sure whether she was taking things too seriously with such a young child. She thought about it and said patiently: "Baby, you can't do this. , Boys should be single-minded and can only like the same girl at the same time."

"Your mother is right."

Ji Yanchen quietly helped from the side, teaching his children not to forget to praise himself, "You should learn more from your father in this regard."

Song Chuchen tilted his head. With his current brainpower, it was obvious that he still couldn't understand his parents' teachings: "Why? They are all cute."

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and pushed the arm of the person next to her. Ji Yanchen received his wife's instruction, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Do you know the ring? Everyone can only wear one, and can only like one person, just like Dad and mom are the same.”

Song Chuchen stretched out his two little hands and asked innocently: "But I clearly have ten fingers, why can't I wear ten rings?"

The two adults in the front seat suddenly laughed and gave up trying to reason with him.

Song Shiwei leaned on her seat and pursed her lips as she said helplessly, "Because you will be beaten to death by your other nine girlfriends."

Today is Friday. Usually when the two of them are not working overtime, they go to the supermarket together as a family.

They pushed two cars at the entrance. Song Shiwei pushed her daughter and got some snacks and milk in the car.

Ji Yanchen's car was filled with large items such as grain, oil and fresh produce, as well as toys that Song Chuchen had secretly stuffed in.

Song Shiwei queued up alone to buy freshly baked food, while Ji Yanchen waited for her in a corner with two cars.

The looks of the two babies are so eye-catching that people passing by couldn't help but praise them: "Are these little brothers or little brothers and sisters? They are so well-behaved and don't even make a fuss in the car. They are such cute twins. My parents are so happy!"

Ji Yanchen raised his lips slightly: "They are all my wife's

credit. "

Ji Li turned to look at the shelves. After a while, she turned back to look at the person behind her: "Dad, I want to eat that."

Ji Yanchen looked in the direction of her little hand and saw a can of milk candy.

She had bad teeth and Song Shiwei had always ordered her not to eat sweets.

The first thing they both agreed on in educating their children was that they were determined not to undermine each other, so he raised his hand to rub his daughter's little head and refused softly: "It will hurt your teeth if you eat this baby. Be good, daddy tomorrow I’ll fry the eel for you.”

Ji Li lowered his head, a little disappointed. After a moment, she turned around again, her brows slightly furrowed: "My legs are stuck and it feels uncomfortable."

After hearing this, Ji Yanchen hurriedly leaned over and picked her up, trying to adjust her position.

Ji Li seized the opportunity, quickly kissed him on the cheek, and whispered softly: "Dad, I want to eat candy."

Ji Yanchen was startled, then couldn't help laughing.

He hugged his daughter and lowered his voice: "Dad will buy it for you tomorrow, but you can only eat one piece a day, and you can't let mom know. Remember?"

The little man in his arms had bright black eyes, and he bent over and nodded repeatedly.

Song Chuchen on the side learned the lesson. From the corner of his eye, he watched Song Shiwei walking back and lying on the car with a look of pain on her face: "Mom, I have a stomachache. I need to be hugged."

Song Shiwei calmly put the things in the car. He was already immune to his father's pretense of illness and misfortune: "Bear it." Song Chuchen: "..."

You are biased! ! I'm going to make a scene! !

Because they walked around for too long, it was too late to go back and make dinner. They ate fast food bought in the supermarket at night.

The two children were able to eat independently. They were chatting at the end of the table while eating. Song Shiwei talked about her colleague's children: "Sister Yuan's son recently won a prize in a Go competition. He seems to be very powerful."

Ji Yanchen was somewhat impressed by the little boy: "Has he been studying for a long time?"

She nodded: "Yes, I watched chess with the elderly at home when I didn't finish the sentence, and then I became enlightened without knowing it. I also have some talent."

Ji Yanchen asked casually: "What did you learn when you were a child?"

She held her chopsticks and recalled: "Qin, I'm tone-deaf, I can't even play music, and I can't even read the musical notation yet."

She raised her eyes, "What about you? What have you studied?"

Ji Yanchen was silent for a moment and replied calmly: "Wild fighting."

Song Shiwei said lightly, "They are all things that cannot be put on the table."

She glanced at the two children who were eating happily, and was a little worried that they would lose at the starting line of life. She turned to the people next to her: "Shall we also send them to learn some talents?"

Ji Yanchen asked: "What to study?"

She thought for a while: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting."

He raised his chin and said, "Seek the opinions of the person involved."

The two children held their chins and thought for a while, their soft white faces stained with vegetable soup and rice grains to varying degrees. After a while, they gave the answer in Song Shiwei's expectant eyes.

Sister: "I want to learn to make cakes."

Brother: "I want to learn to make a cannon."

Song Shiwei: "..."

Now she finally understood why the motherly sentence on the Internet was so deeply rooted in people's hearts.

You look like a cannon to me!

She rubbed her forehead because of her headache, and patiently explained: "I heard from my mother that last time you were guests at Yuzi's house, she played the piano for you little friends, didn't she? Does it sound good?"

Song Chuchen grinned and said cheerfully: "Okay

Look. "

Song Shiwei: "..."

She forced out a motherly smile and continued to guide: "Yuzi can play the piano, Dongdong can roller skate, the friends all have their own things, how awesome they are, do you want to be like them?"

Song Chuchen smiled a little shyly: "I don't have to learn, I can just listen to the grapefruit bullets, hehe."

Song Shiwei: "..."

She turned around and kicked the child's father who was suppressing his laughter. Ji Yanchen tried his best to hold back his laughter and stroked her back to comfort her: "Forget it, wife, don't talk nonsense to them, just find a class and sign up for two experience classes and stuff them in." , If you can develop it, develop it. If you can’t, forget it, that means you don’t have the gene, and we have to accept our fate.”

The novice couple studied for a week and finally decided to try two classes, one moving and one static, one for taekwondo and one for violin, one upstairs and one downstairs.

On the second weekend, after they were settled in class, Song Shiwei came out to discuss things with the teacher.

Five minutes later, the brother and sister found an excuse to sneak out of the classroom. The sister encouraged her brother to go faster while cautiously looking back. The brother stepped on a ball, opened the storage box, and found his mother's bag.

At the same time, the Municipal Public Security Bureau.