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Back home, song Yanran felt tired and fell asleep on the sofa. When he woke up, Jiang Haonan had put a bowl of steaming noodles in front of him. Song Yanran woke up completely and gently held the bowl of noodles in her hand, which was still a little hot. Then she motioned to put the bowl of noodles on the table, and she would eat them later.

"Why did you make this bowl of noodles yourself? Do you want me to go to the kitchen and watch you while I'm sleeping

"What does it take to watch? You just need to feel delicious. Have a quick taste. You must have been frightened by how you fell down in the amusement park. Let me love you as soon as possible. "

Song Yanran gently pushed Jiang Haonan aside and pretended to scold: "you are not serious, I will not eat your noodles."

"My words are not serious, but this noodles is serious. Eat quickly. I have all my chopsticks. If you don't taste it, you will fail me."

Of course, song Yanran would eat this bowl of noodles made by Jiang Haonan, but he was obsessed with the small interests between husband and wife. He took a taste of chopsticks and tasted it. It was delicious and salty.

"It's delicious. I didn't expect you to have such cooking skills."

"It's nothing. I learned it a few times. I just went to the kitchen and housekeeper to learn it. He taught me. You see how talented I am. I can learn things so quickly."

"Yes, how talented you are. I hope our family will inherit your talent and be a smart child in the future."

Xiaoran from the toy room, heard his mother calling, then rushed out.

"Mom, mom, are you calling me?"

"Yes." Song Yanran touched the child's head and said kindly: "mom is telling my father that I hope you will be a smart child, a useful person and contribute to the motherland in the future."

Xiaoran nodded, a pair of eyes very bright, full of hope: "will, in the future Xiaoran will be a very smart child, mother will be proud of Xiaoran."

Song Yanran was more happy when she heard this. She gave Jiang Haonan a little smile, and then she took the bowl in her hand and prepared to give Xiaoran a mouthful of noodles.

But Xiaoran just took a bite and vomited out.

This scared Jiang Haonan: "what's the matter? Isn't it delicious? "

It's not good to nod? "

Song Yanran laughed:" it's made by your father. Although it's not delicious, Jiang Haonan, look at what your son says. Noodles are not delicious at all. Don't tell me how fast you learn. "

" how? You just ate it and said it was delicious. Now Xiaoran says it's not delicious, and you follow him to say it's not delicious. You're lying. "

" Xiaoran comes to tell her mother, is it mother's cooking or dad's? "

" of course, it's delicious food made by my mother. I support my mother 100 times. "

Xiaoran raised his hand. Be a little supporter.

Song Yanran hugged the child: "or my son is the best, the most painful mother. "

at this moment, Jiang Haonan is not happy:" what's this? I made it very delicious. You said your mother made it delicious, didn't you? Well, let's go to the kitchen now, have a competition and make food for the children. Which one does Xiaoran like better? "

"Do you really want to compare? If you want to compare, you will lose. " Song Yanran said with confidence.

"Not necessarily. No one can tell the result of the game. How can you know that you must win? "

" I just know I will win! I'm not afraid. Let's go and make some supper for Xiaoran while it's still early

Xiaoran more and more happy to follow his parents behind, to the kitchen, the kitchen servants see the master and wife come in, very curious, all around the side.

Song Yanran and Jiang Haonan each have a stove, ready to fight.

Song Yanran is also a mother. She usually makes children's meals for Xiaoran. Therefore, for him, he is very handy. The whole kitchen is also his territory. On the contrary, Jiang Haonan is very strange in addition to his study. Taking anything depends on the help of the servants nearby. Song Yanran looks at him like this and knows that he has won It's settled, so I'm laughing in private.

In half an hour, it's better for two people to cook the meal. Together, they serve it to Xiaoran. Xiaoran sits on her own table, shaking her legs, taking a small fork and tasting it one by one. Finally, she gives a thumbs up to song Yanran's supper.

"Eat well, mom."

"Is it?" Song Yanran is also happy to be like a child: "sure enough, it's still mother's best to eat, Xiaoran you're the best, the most painful mother." At this time, Jiang Haonan was a little jealous.

"Xiaoran, you don't like dad any more. It doesn't matter if Dad cries. Dad is crying now."

With that, Jiang Haonan pretended to cry. Xiaoran didn't know why and came to comfort his father."Dad, don't cry. Crying is not a good child."

Xiaoran helps Jiang Haonan wipe away tears, the atmosphere is very warm.

At this time, song Yanran quietly picked up the bowl of noodles that hadn't been eaten. The noodles have been pasted off now, but she still eats with relish. Jiang Haonan is a little scared and stops him: "how can you still eat? Eat noodles and paste off. Don't eat any more. "

"I want to eat. You made it, and it was specially made for me. How can I not eat it? I just take a few mouthfuls, and half of it is not a waste. "

"If you want to eat, I'll make it for you. How can I eat the battered noodles and put them down quickly."

"It really doesn't matter. I'm going to eat what you made. Let go."

Song Yanran, move his hand, turn to one side to eat this bowl of noodles, Jiang Haoran see can't stop her, also let him go.

Two people began to gossip again: "Xiaoran is getting bigger and wiser now. In a few years, it is estimated that she should go to kindergarten. Have you decided which kindergarten you want to enroll for her? "

"It goes without saying that you, Jiang Haonan, have the most money, and your son still uses a poor kindergarten. Do you still ask me?"

"I'm just asking you about motherhood, and see if you have any different opinions? If you don't, we'll stick to the original plan, and our son will win at the starting line

"How to win, report to him, hire many teachers for him, isn't this pressure on him?"

Song Yanran said to finish a bowl of noodles, chopsticks and bowls on the table began to formally discuss children's issues: "I don't want him to be so stressed, the child's childhood is the most important, you see how happy Xiaoran is now, and he is still so small, you have already planned."

Song Yanran thought Jiang Haonan would be consistent with himself on this issue. Unexpectedly, Jiang Haonan began to sing against him at this time. He did not agree to give Xiaoran a happy childhood. Since he was his own child, he should win a little at the starting line. He didn't give him much pressure, but it was impossible to relax completely.

Song Yanran slightly angry: "the child is still young, he is so small, what do you plan for him to do? Now we should give him a happy childhood. How happy we are, how can we accompany him? Isn't it the best? After missing this period of time, he will not be able to play. This is the most precious time for a child. You should not cherish it and give him so much pressure. I don't know what you think. "

Jiang Haonan knows song Yanran's heart, but he still keeps his own opinion: "I said that he will inherit my career in the future, and he can't grow up like ordinary children. So at this time, we still need to make planning. The kindergarten should report the best and others should be the best. Do you know what I mean? It's not that I don't want him to play, and I'm not denying him a happy childhood, but proper pressure is good for children

"What good?"

Song Yanran suddenly stood up and walked to one side.

"Anyway, I don't agree with you. Xiaoran is my son. I love her the most. He is the happiest and happiest at this time. You have to cross in. You are on shift. Are you a dad?"

"I'm his father, so I think about him. Don't be angry. I'm just discussing with you. If you don't agree, I dare not do it."

"Why don't you dare to do it? You have half the decision-making power. I respect you."

"You respect me, but you are still angry with me, I still dare not do, in my heart, the most important is you, the second is the child." Jiang Haonan said gently holding song Yanran, song Yanran also did not resist, but the expression on his face was not good.

"Well, I'm going to film in a few days. Only in these days, we'll go to the kindergarten next to us tomorrow to see what the top kindergartens look like. This will pave the way for his future, OK?"

Jiang Haonan nodded: since two people's opinions can't agree, let's make a compromise.

After one night, the next day, two people drove to the kindergarten next to their home. Because of Jiang Haonan's relationship, the principal received them and introduced everything in the kindergarten. The conditions of teachers and hardware in the kindergarten need not be said. Everything was very satisfactory. Song Yanran only cared about whether Xiaoran would be happy here, if he was not here Happy, it is better to read an ordinary kindergarten.

"Teacher, I heard that you all have bilingual education here. Do you have any pressure on children?"

"No, no, you think too much. It's the best time for a child to learn a language. Bilingual education can lay a good foundation for her. "

" are the children happy? "

" there is no unhappy, we are all situational education, there will be no problem. "

JIANG Haonan listened to song Yanran's methods and knew what his questions were for. After he asked questions, the director asked song Yanran and Jiang Haonan to see for themselves, and then they left. Jiang Haonan pulled song Yanran and gently discussed:" you ask so many questions to the head of people's home, do you think the head of the garden will not know what you are thinking? "