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Chapter 354 Assigned to Be a Boy Scout!
Fu Xiaomao was not convinced, "I won't copy. If I want to copy, Daddy will copy too. We all did wrong, adults didn't set an example, so I don't want to copy."

"Your uncle said that you quietly went to the study to steal your mobile phone two days ago, is that true?" Fu Zhiyan said lightly.

Fu Xiaomao didn't say a word, but his face was still dissatisfied.

Fu Zhiyan handed him a pencil, then handed him a small notebook, carried him to his own small desk chair, and softened his tone, "Tonight's meal should be cooked by your mommy and your grandma Yes, don't you want to eat the dishes made by your mommy? Let's go down together after you finish writing."

Fu Xiaomao's tense little face couldn't go any longer, her face turned red with anger, she pursed her mouth, and said angrily, "You're cheating!"

How can there be such a person who tempts him with the food made by Mommy? !

unacceptable!

He must have paid for it!No, it was picked up in the trash can!
But mommy's cooking...

Fu Xiaomao pursed her mouth aggrievedly, pinched the pen, pulled the big dictionary in front of her, reluctantly began to imitate and write.

He was only three years old, and even though the pencil was custom-made, it still seemed too big for his little hands. He only wrote halfway, and he realized how cruel ten times was to a little doll.

That character is too complicated, it won’t fit inside if it’s too small, and it’s not pretty if it’s too big.This is the first time for Fu Xiaomao to encounter this kind of situation. He always writes poorly, and feels even more wronged.Throwing away the pen, she turned her face to the side, blushing and looking at the haughty man.

"Can't write?"

"...I'm only three years old, so it's normal that I can't write."

"You also know that you are only three years old? Do three-year-olds watch those messy TV shows? Can they mess around on the Internet?" Fu Zhiyan indifferently picked up his pen and stuffed it back into his hand, with a cold mouth, But the big hand wrapped his little hand warmly, and with his little hand, he wrote that complicated word on the notebook.After writing it ten times, his thin lips were drawn into a line, and he stared down at the little milk baby, "Do you feel wronged?"

Fu Xiaomao ignored him, thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, "I will grow up too, and when I grow up, I can write this word like you!"

He will grow up, and when he grows up, he will bully Fu Zhiyan, the big villain!
Let him copy it a hundred times, no, a thousand times!

Fu Zhiyan ignored him, stood up, put him on the ground, and glanced at Xiao Douding, "Next time you make a mistake, copy it ten times yourself. If you don't want to copy it, don't make a mistake."

"..."

"Any reason is not the reason why I should do something wrong. Do you understand what I mean?" Fu Zhiyan frowned, and suddenly bent down to tidy up his crumpled little clothes before continuing, "Don't think about it." You can escape punishment by looking for your grandma or your mommy to act like a baby. If you are wrong, you are wrong. If you are naughty again, I will send you to the military area where Fu Xiao is. You know Fu Xiao’s character, and you will not be like you in the military area. The family let you. If you want to be a boy scout, you can continue to fight."

Threat!
The threat of red fruit!

Fu Xiaomao's small face was wrinkled into a bun, and his small mouth opened. Just as he was about to speak, Fu Zhiyan had already seen through him and stopped him, "It has nothing to do with whether I love you or not."

"..." The enemy is too powerful, and Grandpa Mao's quotations did not describe how to deal with such a completely out-of-proportion enemy.Fu Xiaomao wanted to cry but had no tears.

Fu Zhiyan took out a bottle of Yakult from the cabinet in the study, inserted a straw and handed it to him, "Only drink one bottle."

Fu Xiaomao pouted and took it reluctantly.

When he lowered his head to drink the milk obediently, he didn't see a softness flashing through the eyes of the man who had been keeping a cold and serious face.

Fu Zhiyan's tight jaw relaxed a bit, and when he finished drinking, he threw away the bottle for him, wiped the corners of his mouth stained with milky white foam, and held his hand, "Let's go, dinner is almost ready .”

Fu Kitten is a child, and children are the most sensitive.He was keenly aware of Fu Zhiyan's concern for him, and his depressed mood felt much better.

His clever eyes rolled, and he made up his mind that he should be more obedient in the near future, so as not to be sent to the military area by his father as a boy scout.

……

downstairs.

Sure enough, Feng Yaqin and Han Xiaoye were cooking in the kitchen.

"Come down? Go wash your hands, the squirrel mandarin fish will be ready soon." Feng Yaqin put a plate of delicious dishes on the dining table, raised her head, "By the way, why hasn't Xiaoer come back yet? Call and ask ask him."

"He has something to do at the moment, so he won't come back for dinner tonight." Fu Zhiyan led Fu Xiaomao to wash his hands, and carried him to the exclusive seat.

"Wait, put this around the kitten." Feng Yaqin took out a little yellow duck drool bag like a bellyband from the drawer.

Fu Kitty immediately protested, "Grandma, the kitten won't get on your clothes, can you not wear this?"

He didn't want Mommy to see him wearing a drool bag, it's too embarrassing!
However, grandma seems to like to have him wear this, and bought a lot of different styles.Every time it was time to eat, I would bring him a new strip and force him to wear it.

The last time it was the black cat sheriff, this time it turned out to be the little yellow duck!

"Oh no, Mu Ye, be good."

Fu Xiaomao watched helplessly as the drool circled his neck. Before he could struggle, he saw his mother come out with a squirrel mandarin fish.

The scent of squirrel mandarin fish is overflowing, which makes people drool.

Fu Xiaomao stared at the fish on the table, and then looked down at the drool pocket around his neck, feeling extremely entangled.If you use a spoon to dig fish, Mommy will definitely see him in such an embarrassing appearance, destroying his heroic image in Mommy's heart.Don't dig fish, the squirrel mandarin fish made by Mommy, he wants to eat...

Fu Xiaomao was struggling, but Han Xiaoye had no idea.After she put down the squirrel mandarin fish that Feng Yaqin taught her to make, she saw Fu Xiaomao sitting on the bench surrounded by little yellow ducks.Fu Kitty was already beautiful, as if it was carved out of the same mold as Fu Zhiyan.And because she is young and not so cold, she looks pink and tender, just like the little angel in the painting.The angel is wearing a drool bag, which is funny and cute.

Feng Yaqin raised the corners of her mouth, glanced at Fu Xiaomao, whose face was blushing with embarrassment, and squeezed her eyes, "How about it, I didn't lie to you, doesn't it look good?"

Fu Xiaomao was so embarrassed that he wanted to bury his head under the table. He didn't know what shame was at such a young age, but he instinctively felt ashamed.

Han Xiaoye had never seen such a Fu kitten before, so he held back his smile and pinched the little guy's cheek, "It's beautiful! My kitten is the prettiest."

The best looking!

Fu Xiaomao and Xiaopenyou pricked up their ears, and immediately laughed so hard that their teeth could not see their eyes.She was no longer shy, and said in a childish voice, "Mommy, I want to eat fish."

(End of this chapter)