Chapter 690

Zhao Caifeng reached out and touched Song Xiuyuan's little hand, it was cool, it was already December, and the weather was getting colder, and if he stayed outside for a long time, he would be shivering from the cold.Zhao Caifeng only stretched out her hand to hug Song Xiuyuan, rubbed his small face and said, "Originally, your father should teach you what it means to be guilty, but today your father is ill, so I let my mother teach you. Bar!"

Song Xiuyuan just felt flattered for a while, you must know that Zhao Caifeng seldom hugged himself, and he rarely let people hug him, if the nanny hugged him for a while, Zhao Caifeng would still say that such a big doll is held in her hands all day long What are you talking about!Song Xiuyuan also felt that he had arms and legs, could walk and jump, so why should he be hugged!But today, Song Xiuyuan still felt warm when Zhao Caifeng was hugged like this. He just put his arms around Zhao Caifeng's neck and kissed her on the cheek.

Zhao Caifeng also turned her head and kissed Song Xiuyuan's cheek. Song Xiuyuan's cheeks were flushed, with a bit of baby fat, and his eyes were black and round. After being kissed by Zhao Caifeng, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "Old man My ancestors said you can't let people kiss you casually, and I can't kiss your relatives casually. My ancestors said that if you are kissed by a girl, you will marry her as your wife in the future, but your mother is my father's daughter-in-law, and the child dare not marry her..."

After Zhao Caifeng heard this, she couldn't help laughing. The child's IQ has indeed been passed down by Song Mingxuan, but his EQ is also... Zhao Caifeng thought about Cheng Lanzhi's desire to get married, so she deliberately asked Song Xiuyuan in a serious manner: "Then?" Ling Yi from Uncle Xiao's house kissed you last time, do you want to marry her when you grow up?"

Song Xiuyuan's ears turned red when he heard this, and he pouted for a long time, thinking about it for a long time, and finally reluctantly said: "If she doesn't grab my red bean cake again, I will think about it."

Zhao Caifeng couldn't stop laughing, pinching his little face and said: "In the future when Lingyi grows up, I will ask my grandma to teach Lingyi how to make red bean cakes, and let her make it for you every day, will it work?"

When Song Xiuyuan heard the words, he just nodded his head, and the saliva almost flowed out of his small mouth, and he said in one gulp, "I just like red bean cake."

Zhao Caifeng felt that these words sounded so familiar, and she was startled. When Zhao Wen wanted to marry Cui Fen, it was because of the pancakes... It is said that the nephew does not leave his uncle's family. Could it be that Song Xiuyuan has some genes like Zhao Wen?

Zhao Caifeng wiped the corners of Song Xiuyuan's mouth with her handkerchief, and said with a smile: "It's okay, mother won't tease you." Zhao Caifeng said, and only ordered the maid who followed: "Go to the kitchen and make a red bean cake for you. Come to the study."

Song Mingxuan's study room has a rich collection of books, and there is a pile of comic books on a small shelf. These books were used by Song Mingxuan for prenatal education when Zhao Caifeng was pregnant.In fact, it was Song Mingxuan who came to read it to Zhao Caifeng because he was bored first.There are some idiom stories in it, such as: looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst, lying on ice and begging for fish, Meng's mother moves three times, smelling chickens and dancing.There is also a story about selling one's body to bury one's father, which was torn up by Song Mingxuan secretly...

Of course, there is a story of pleading guilty here.However, these books are placed relatively high, and at Song Xiuyuan's current height, they can't reach them, so although Song Xiuyuan can read a lot of characters, he has never seen this kind of small storybook with characters, so Zhao Caifeng found one for him and handed it to him. He said to him, "You have a good memory, and quick memorization is an advantage, but do you know what the Analects of Confucius means?"

Song Xiuyuan frowned and thought about it, and wanted to nod, but in the end he shook his head. Zhao Caifeng didn't say anything about him, but just turned the small story book to the night of pleading guilty, and pointed it out to him.Song Xiuyuan's chubby fingers lay on the pages of the book. Not only were there words on it, but also pictures. He had never read such an interesting book, and he was immediately fascinated by it. His little face turned even redder.

Song Xiuyuan raised his head and looked at Zhao Caifeng, with sparkling eyes, holding the little story book and said: "Mother, so this is the pleading guilty, my son knows his mistake, so I will go and plead guilty to my father."

After Zhao Caifeng heard this, her heart almost melted, she just put her arms around him and said: "No need, your father said, this time it's not your fault, but I still want to tell you a few words of truth for my mother."

Seeing that Zhao Caifeng became serious, Song Xiuyuan just sat upright, nodded and said, "Mother, tell me."

"Mom didn't let your father ride a horse for you, not because we don't love you, but because we don't love you, it's just that it's not a good thing. We can spoil you when you are young, but outsiders won't spoil you. One day , your father will be old, then there is no second person in this world who would be willing to be your Malaysian. Do you understand?"

Song Xiuyuan nodded half-understanding, raised his head to look at Zhao Caifeng, and finally said: "Mother... If my sister wants to ride a big horse from now on, can I let her ride it? Riding a big horse is really fun! I I have already ridden once, but Dad can no longer be a big horse, so let my sister ride me."

Zhao Caifeng propped her forehead, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. The logic was obviously correct, but why did she feel so pitiful between the lines?
However, Zhao Caifeng couldn't bear to refuse Song Xiuyuan's sincere plea, so she agreed with a smile. Anyway, in a few days, he would definitely forget about it.

(End of this chapter)

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