Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

His sight touched Dabao, who had relaxed his brows, and the father sighed helplessly.

The second child frequently expressed his emotions, and the eldest child frequently used force. Song Jiajun could already imagine how chaotic the future would be.

Chaos would be fine, Song Jiajun quietly glanced at Lin Wanyue who was sleeping in the quilt.

Or... send them to the old house to be raised for two years?

The poor two children, they don't know that they are already on the verge of being kicked out of the house.

When Song Jiajun was seriously considering the feasibility of this matter, the eldest child, who was sleeping peacefully just now, seemed to sense the danger.

He moved his chubby legs, and then kicked the second child on the thigh.

The second child was stunned by the kick, slightly tilted his head to look at his brother next to him, and then turned back to look at his old father.

Song Jiajun:? ? What do you mean by looking at me, kid? Suspect me?

Before he could finish his complaints, the second child's earth-shattering and soul-stirring wow sounded.

The voice was so loud that if it weren't for the fact that the child was still young, he would have wanted to cover the kid's mouth directly.

How could he shout so loudly? Who did he inherit the loud voice from!

The person in the quilt moved and was about to wake up. Song Jiajun hurriedly carried Erbao to the corridor to coax her gently.

He felt extremely lucky now that the eldest child was less troublesome. If the two of them were making noises together, he wouldn't know how to coax them.

Just thinking about it made him feel like the sky was falling.

He didn't know how long he had been walking back and forth in the corridor. Erbao finally stopped crying and lay in his arms with his mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly.

Song Jiajun held the little guy in one hand, gently pushed open the door, and carefully put Erbao down.

He was relieved that Erbao didn't make a sound when he fell to the ground, "Little bastard, I really owe you."

Song Jiajun returned to the bed, hugged the little girl in his arms, and lazily enjoyed the quiet time of the family of four.

My wife and children are by my side, and I won't change them no matter how much money I give.

Lin Wanyue was awakened by the crying of the baby in her ear, and Song Jiajun didn't know where she went.

She stood beside the crib as if facing a great enemy. No, how could she hold these two little things?

In a few minutes, Lin Wanyue was sweating anxiously. The baby didn't eat after feeding, and the diaper she was wearing was not dirty after touching it, and patting it didn't work.

What on earth are you two doing!

When they are quiet and not crying, the two babies are good babies, but when they cry, they are reincarnated as devil children.

Hearing the crying of the baby, Song Jiajun hurried up, and saw the little girl stepping on the carpet barefoot as soon as he entered the door.

The two hands didn't know what to do, and kept waving.

It gave people the feeling that they were very busy, but they didn't know what they were busy with.

When Lin Wanyue saw Song Jiajun, she seemed to see a savior, "Hurry! Hurry! Look at your son! You can't understand their baby talk! You are educated, ask them what's wrong!"

Song Jiajun said nothing, but reached out and stuffed the pacifier next to him into the mouths of the two children, and the world finally became quiet.

"Is it that simple?" Lin Wanyue couldn't believe that her son actually cried so hard for a pacifier.

Although there were no tears.

"It's okay. It's normal for children to make trouble when sleeping."

Song Jiajun helped Lin Wanyue sit back on the bed, lowered his head to find the little girl's slippers and put them on her, "It's still cold on the ground, you can't always go barefoot."

Song Jiajun looked at Lin Wanyue helplessly and gently pinched her face, "You are usually very smart, why are you so stupid when it comes to children."

Lin Wanyue slapped his hand away, "This is not my first time being a mother!"

"The second baby must be like you, not easy to coax at all."

In just one month since the two cubs were born, Song Jiajun has heard this countless times.

Not only Lin Wanyue, the whole family has a unified idea that when the child is obedient, he is like his mother, and when he is disobedient, he is like his father!

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, it's my fault."

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Lin Wanyue and Song Jiajun now agree with what Li Qing and Yin Nana said. The three-month-old Dabao and Erbao have indeed grown a lot.

Compared to the red and wrinkled one when he was a child, he now looks like a human baby in their perception.

Xiao Yi and Xu Silin, who are still an engaged couple, spend time with Lin Wanyue whenever they have time.

Xiao Yi's opening line every time he comes is, "I'm not saying anything about Old Song! You are so lucky!"

Hearing Xiao Yi's voice, Song Jiajun, who came out of the kitchen, was full of impatience, "Why are you here again?"

Xiao Yi's face fell in dissatisfaction, "What are you talking about! What are you talking about! I am the godfather! Let me see if there is anything wrong with my son?"

"Godson."

"Godson is also a son."

"Don't force me to slap you."

Song Jiajun glanced at the time and put LinWanyue picked him up from the sofa, "You coax these two little ones to take a nap."

"What about you?"

"I coax my wife, we divide the work and cooperate."

Xiao Yi bared his teeth, "Don't worry, I guarantee to complete the task!"

Song Jiajun glanced at Xiao Yi with a hard-to-describe look, "Thank you for your hard work."

I hope you can still be so happy later.

As Song Jiajun said, Xiao Yi coaxed the eldest child at first.

This little guy showed extraordinary calmness when he was young, and he was very self-disciplined.

As long as it was time to rest, he didn't need to coax him, he would fall asleep by himself.

It was the second child who made him bald, the same parents gave birth to two completely different personalities.

One is an angel, the other is a devil.

If Song Jiajun knew what Xiao Yi was thinking, he would definitely tell him that the other one was not an angel, but a glutinous rice dumpling with black sesame filling.

With the labor, Song Jiajun hugged his wife in the room and slept comfortably, not caring about what kind of afternoon Xiao Yi downstairs had experienced.

When Song Jiajun staggered down from upstairs, he saw Xiao Yi, who was exhausted holding Erbao.

He was like a soulless zombie, walking back and forth in the living room.

Song Jiajun paused and asked with a puzzled look: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yi's face tensed up instantly, "Shh!!!!"

He looked down at Erbao in his arms and found that he was not awakened, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Jiajun raised his eyebrows and glanced at Erbao, and probably guessed what was going on.

Xiao Yi saw that Song Jiajun's eyes were shining. At this moment, Brother Jun was shining in his heart.

He whispered: "Save me!"

"Save you what?"

"Shh!!!!! Keep your voice down!"

Song Jiajun walked over fearlessly, without deliberately lowering the sound of his walking.

When he walked in front of Xiao Yi in three or two steps, he picked up Erbao without hesitation and put him in his arms.

This was in stark contrast to the way Xiao Yi held the bomb before.

Xiao Yi swore that he had never been so careless even when holding his cat at home.