Gong Shaobai smiles and covers the quilt for his wife. Sometimes Gong Shaobai really feels that her lover is really like a child who hasn't grown up, but it is because of her simple kindness that she is attracted. Seeing that his wife has fallen asleep, Gong Shaobai gently kisses Han Xiaoxiao on the lip, then exits the bedroom and goes to his son's room. This little guy, he really wants to see what's wrong with him.

Although he wanted to talk with his son about why he was not happy today, Gong Shaobai thought that his son had gone to bed, so he didn't give much hope. However, when Gong Shaobai came to Gong xuyao's room, he found that his son's room was still on. What is the child doing when he doesn't go to bed so late? Gong Shaobai gently pushes open the door of his son's room and looks inside curiously.

At this time, Gong xuyao was sitting in front of his desk and seemed to be writing something seriously. Gong Shaobai is more and more curious. What is he writing? What can't be written until tomorrow? Driven by curiosity, Gong Shaobai goes into his son's room to have a look.

Hearing a voice behind him, Gong xuyao looked back and saw his father. With a sweet smile on his little face, Gong xuyao said hello to Gong Shaobai: "Dad!"

"Xuyao, what are you doing if you don't go to bed so late?" Gong Shaobai lovingly touched his son's head and sat down beside Gong xuyao. "What are you writing about?"

"I'm not writing. I'm drawing." Gong xuyao asked his father to see the painting he had just painted.

Children's paintings are always simple lines and simple content. Gong Shaobai saw a smiling woman standing under the blue sky in his son's painting, and he immediately recognized that the man in the painting was his wife Han Xiaoxiao, although the children's painting was not similar. Gong Shaobai asked his son with a smile, "are you painting your mother?"

"Well!" Gong xuyao nodded hard. "I drew my mother."

Gong Shaobai rubbed his son's hair with a smile and asked, "Xu Yao paints very well. Can you tell Dad why you want to draw mom? "

Asked this, Gong xuyao's bright smile faded, and his eyes turned red: "today is my birthday, but my father told Guo xuyao that my mother suffered a lot when she gave birth to me. Today, my mother, my cousin Meimei and aunt Xu have prepared such a grand birthday party for me, and they have specially prepared such a big cake for me. I think that today is actually the day when my mother suffered at that time... "

Gong Shaobai immediately understood Gong xuyao's meaning and why his son was not happy today: "so you are not happy today because you think of the suffering of your mother? So you want to draw and repay mom? "

"Mm-hmm!" Gong xuyao nodded hard, and then firmly and incomparably said to Gong Shaobai: "I'm still young, I don't know how to do, but when I grow up, I will be filial to my mother!"

Hearing Gong xuyao's reply, Gong Shaobai felt that his son was really sensible. But the son only thought of his mother, but he didn't think of his father, which made Gong Shaobai more or less delicious, so he pretended to be angry and said, "is that only filial piety to his mother?"

"And Dad!" Gong xuyao is a good boy. "It's hard for my father to make money outside every day. Xuyao will be filial to his father when he grows up!"

Gong Shaobai's son's soft voice and what he said changed his whole heart. He pinched Gong xuyao's small face and said with a smile, "Xu Yao is so sensible. How about my father painting with him?"

"Good!" With his father's company, Gong xuyao is very happy.

Gong Shaobai has been sitting beside Gong xuyao, watching his son finish painting Han Xiaoxiao's portrait, and painting the painting with his son. To tell you the truth, the lines in the painting are too simple. It's really not like Han Xiaoxiao. But the child's heart is fully reflected in the painting. Gong Shaobai thinks that his son's painting is really good.

Promising to give the painting to his mother, Gong Shaobai coaxes his son to sleep and covers his son with a quilt. He exits his son's room and goes back to his bedroom. At this time, Han Xiaoxiao is already fast asleep. Gong Shaobai doesn't want to disturb his wife's dream, so he puts the painting on the bedside table, goes to bed lightly, embraces his wife and goes to sleep.

Han Xiaoxiao didn't sleep well that night. She always dreamed that Gong xuyao was unhappy at the birthday party and blamed herself for being stupid. It's Han Xiaoxiao who has a dream at night. Because of such a bad dream, Han Xiaoxiao woke up early. Seeing Gong Shaobai sleeping well, Han Xiaoxiao turns over and doesn't want to disturb her husband's dream.

Just right, the direction of Han Xiaoxiao's turning over is the direction of the bedside table, and he sees the painting of Gong xuyao on the table. Han Xiaoxiao sat up and picked up the painting. At a glance, he recognized that the person in the painting was himself. Han Xiaoxiao was a little excited. Although the painting is very childish, Han Xiaoxiao is very moved. In the corner of the painting, Gong xuyao also wrote a few words: Mom, you worked hard six years ago.

At this time, Han Xiaoxiao fully understood why his son was unhappy at the birthday party yesterday. It turned out that his son was unhappy because he thought of what he suffered when he gave birth to him. Never thought that his son should be so sensible, Han Xiaoxiao was almost moved to overflow, and even his eyes could not help getting red."Wife, do you see that?" Gong Shaobai woke up when he turned over and saw his wife with her son's painting in tears, so he sat up sleepily and hugged his silly wife. "Why are you crying? Are you not happy to see your son's painting? "

"Happy Han Xiaoxiao wiped away the tears on his face and felt warm in his heart. "I can't help crying because I'm happy. How can this child be so sensible?"

Gong Shaobai also helped his wife wipe away tears: "now you know why the child was unhappy yesterday?"

"I know, this silly child is really, why do you make me so moved?" Han Xiaoxiao said with a cryptic voice.

Gong Shaobai knocked his wife's head with a smile, and his eyes were full of doting: "I don't know who this silly child looks like?"

"Like me, OK!" Han Xiaoxiao leans to her husband's arms in a coquettish way. Anyway, as long as Gong xuyao didn't feel unhappy because of the party, her extremely upset heart was finally put down. She is very happy that her son is so sensible. Although she suffered a lot when she gave birth to this child, she didn't suffer for nothing when she was so sensible.

In the following days, Han Xiaoxiao began to feel uneasy again. In fact, it's not her fault. Who let Gong xuyao go to primary school? Children's choice of school is of course a major event, which is related to Gong xuyao's future. Naturally, we should be cautious, and Han Xiaoxiao's toss and toss is inevitable. But this time Han Xiaoxiao didn't find an Meimei and Xu Jing, but her husband Gong Shaobai

Han Xiaoxiao is very concerned about choosing a school for Gong xuyao. She comes from Xueba. Although she doesn't want her son to study too hard, she still hopes to choose a good school for her son. After all, for a child, knowledge education in his life or occupies a great weight. Although Han Xiaoxiao is usually confused, she is 100% careful in this matter, but for a person with choice syndrome, which school to choose has become a difficult problem.

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