Chapter 291

"so?"

"So you have to reward me."

"How to reward?"

"A reward that an adult should have."

Zhuang Yiming's forehead was pressed against hers, his eyes were so bright that even Yan Zaixi felt a little embarrassed.

boom!
"hiss……"

"Zhuang Yuxi! Do you deserve a beating?!"

Zhuang Yiming was so angry that he directly lifted a kid at home to the ground and stood up.

Just now they were forehead to forehead affectionately, when this little brat bumped into him with a bang, he didn't know that he thought he was practicing iron head kung fu.

Yang Yang was wronged, he didn't even know what happened.

He obviously just wants to play with his parents.

Zhuang Yiming didn't bother to talk to him, "You go to sleep with your uncle."

Yang Yang didn't want to go, he wanted to be with his mother.

"go."

"Wow……"

"Believe it or not, if you cry again, you will have nothing to eat tomorrow."

Zhuang Yiming turned cold, and Yang Yang stopped crying immediately.

Poorly moved a small stool to open the door, and then went to the little uncle's place to slap his door so hard, it was really miserable!
Yan Zaixi couldn't bear it.

Zhuang Yiming didn't feel bad, "When I first started to accompany him, he was very quiet, but later on when I slowly accompanied him, he became very noisy. I don't know what evil I did."

It is enough that even his own father recalls his miserable and quiet appearance from time to time, and still has a little nostalgia.

Yan Zaixi couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhuang Yiming got up and casually rummaged through the medicated oil for bruises, and found it in no time. After all, the little boy in the family often used it.

He rubbed Yan Zaixi's forehead with it, and Siha gasped as Yan Zaixi was in pain.

Zhuang Yiming wished he could pull that kid over and beat him up.

The little boy still looked at his little uncle aggrievedly, and Zhuang Yiwei also felt sorry for him, "It's okay, sister-in-law is with you all day today, and he has to accompany big brother tonight, you know?"

Yang Yang doesn't know.

He wants to sleep with his mother.

Zhuang Yiwei didn't know what Yang Yang did in his own room, but seeing that he was sweating a little, he got a basin of well water to wipe him off, "I'm going to bed later, don't make trouble, you know?" ?”

Yang Yang nodded sullenly, today's Yang Yang is an unhappy Yang Yang.

Hum hum!Bad dad!
Zhuang Yiwei hugged Yang Yang on the bed and coaxed him slightly, the child soon fell asleep.

Zhuang Yiwei soon followed suit.

On the other end, Zhuang Yiming rubbed the medicine on Yan Zaixi, and then said, "Let's see if he faints tomorrow, if he faints, it will be a bit..."

"ugly!"

Yan Zaixi added.

Zhuang Yiming nodded silently.

Touching her bag again made her feel so distressed that she wanted to beat someone up again, and that brat didn't know how to watch someone hit him, it didn't matter if it hit him on the head, he just took it as a joke.

Hitting his wife on the head, isn't he waiting for a beating?
Yan Zaixi also had a headache on his forehead, but he felt that it was nothing serious, so he comforted him, "Okay, okay, the children have been kicked out, it's getting late, go to bed."

Zhuang Yiming turned off the lights. On a hot day, he would hug Yan to sleep in the stream.

Yan Zaixi felt hot, and asked helplessly, "You're not hot."

"My name is warmth."

"Pfft..."

Yan Zaixi was also convinced.

Fortunately, there is a fan, so let him go.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhuang Yiming looked at the pouch on her forehead first, and found that it had subsided a little, and didn't faint. It didn't seem serious, but it was better. If it was too serious, he told the kid not to eat breakfast this morning Woolen cloth.

But he saw that Yan Zaixi went back and forth to the brigade yesterday, and after a day of tossing, he was tired, so he went to make breakfast.

The breakfast is very simple, it is porridge with side dishes.

Yang Yang is a child who gets up very early. He secretly saw his father making breakfast in the kitchen, so he rushed to his mother's room, climbed directly onto the bed, sat next to his mother, and held her hand and kept shaking it.

Yan Zaixi woke up soon, and the first time he got up, he saw Xiao Yangyang, and immediately smiled, "Yangyang got up so early!"

Yang Yang nodded heavily and hummed.

Then he lowered his head, looked at his mother seriously, and nodded Yan Zaixi's forehead, and wanted to cry as soon as his mouth shrunk.

Said in a small voice, "It hurts."

"You know it hurts, so tell me, who made this?"

Yan Zaixi didn't get up either, so he just took time to look at Yangyang.

Yang Yang lowered his head in shame, "Zhuang Yuxi."

Yan Zaixi laughed, "Zhuang Yuxi, who is Zhuang Yuxi?"

"Zhuang Yuxi...is...Yangyang."

Yang Yang blushed and buried herself in her mother's arms, not daring to raise her head.

Every time I make my father unhappy, my father will call his name very fiercely.

So Yang Yang remembered that if he made a mistake, it was Zhuang Yuxi who made a mistake, not Yang Yang.

Yan Zaixi rubbed Yangyang's little head, "So Yangyang don't do this next time, okay?"

Yang Yang nodded.

"it is good."

Yang Yang remembers, next time he can't bump his mother's forehead, or she will get hurt.

Unlike his father, it doesn't matter if he punches or kicks. Thinking of his father kicking him out yesterday, Yang Yang waved his fist and said, "Daddy is bad."

Zhuang Yiming originally planned to see if Yan Zaixi was awake, and if he woke up, he would have breakfast, but then he saw his little boy talking bad about him.

Yan Zaixi also saw him at the door, his brows and eyes were frowned, and his eyes were full of smiles, all gloating.

Zhuang Yiming stepped forward and scratched her nose, "Just your skin."

Yang Yang heard his father's voice suddenly, turned his head and found that his father was close at hand.

Startle him!
Zhuang Yiming looked at the little boy with a half-smile, Yang Yang flinched, hid in his mother's arms, and hugged her tightly.

Yan Zaixi patted Yang Yang, "Dad is very good to Yang Yang, shall we, Yang Yang, apologize to Dad?"

"apologize?"

Yang Yang looked up ignorantly.

"Well, if Yang Yang said something wrong, he should say sorry." Yan Zaixi said patiently, "So Yang Yang has to say sorry to Dad."

Yang Yang looked at his father, feeling a little bit about this matter in his mind, but he didn't have much feeling, but obediently said to Zhuang Yiming, "Dad, I'm sorry."

Zhuang Yiming smiled lightly, "For you have a conscience, you brat, let's go and eat."

Yang Yang opened his arms, waiting for his father to hug him.

Zhuang Yiming was funny, but he also picked up the little boy, told Yan Zaixi that breakfast was ready, and asked him to come out to eat later.

After going out with Yang Yang in his arms, he carried it directly on his shoulders, letting the little boy ride the big horse.

Yang Yang couldn't be happier.

Yan Zaixi also washed up quickly to have breakfast, and Yang Yang was very obedient every time he ate.

Feed him what to eat, not picky eaters, but eat a little too much.

The old father often worried about his weight, "I think our gene has mutated, and this little boy will become a big fat man in the future."

Yan Zaixi didn't think so.

But again not sure.

(End of this chapter)

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