Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Yan Rongrong deliberately kept a straight face, without even looking at him, and continued to walk forward.

Si Boheng went to hold her hand, but she avoided it directly.

Si Boheng was going to die of pain, whoever told him to be ashamed would not be able to see his cute baby get angry, not even a little bit.

So, he took a deep breath and pulled him into his arms.

"what are you doing?"

Yan Rongrong struggled in his arms, but Si Boheng's voice was heard beside her ear.

"I was wrong, I will never dare to seek foreign aid next time, can you stop being angry?"

Yan Rongrong struggled less vigorously, blinked her eyes twice, and looked at him from the corner of her eye.

"Hmph, you and your father are united, and you bully me together."

Si Boheng's heart was about to become entangled.

They are not bullying, they are not willing to give up, they are just worried about her body, this military training is very intensive, she has just given birth for a few months, they are afraid that it will affect her health, but this girl is ungrateful.

Of course, no matter what he thinks in his heart, he won't say it, because her cute baby obviously doesn't want to reason with him, so he just admits his mistake and doesn't need to reason.

"I was wrong. I will definitely only have one heart with you in the future, and I will never have two hearts."

Yan Rongrong struggled out of his arms and looked at him.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. You are my daughter-in-law, my dearest and most beloved person."

Yan Rongrong pursed her lips, raised her snow-white neck slightly, and coughed.

"Then... I'll forgive you, but there must be no next time. If you two bully me together, I will be angry."

"Okay, I promise I won't bully you again, good boy, let's take a taxi back."

Because both of them had gone a long way, Si Boheng was afraid that Yan Rongrong would not be able to wait when he came back to drive, and the sun was also very hot, so he couldn't let Yan Rongrong stand here and suffer from the sun.

Yan Rong gave him a white look.

"Why take a taxi when you get home soon? Waste of money, walk back."

Seeing Yan Rongrong walk very fast with great energy, the corners of Si Boheng's mouth twitched.It seems that our family does not lack these taxi fares, right?

As soon as he got home, Yan Rongrong exhaled heavily, it was too hot.

After changing her shoes, she walked quickly to the dining table, picked up her own cup and drank a whole glass of water with her head up, only then did she feel satisfied.

Looking at the kitchen, Aunt Wen was busy.

Yan Rongrong went straight into the bedroom, seeing that the two babies were not there, she put on her slippers and went to the next door.

Sure enough, in the living room of the next room, two little guys were lying on the carpet in the play area, playing with the confinement wife.

Of course, only Dabao was playing, and Xiaobao was also lying there, but he was not always being amused and laughing like Dabao. He had a straight face, trying to turn over and crawl forward.

Yan Rongrong walked over, and hugged Xiao Bao who had just turned over and was stretching forward with two small arms.

"Oh, whose baby is this? I haven't seen you all morning. Do you miss your mother?"

As Yan Rongrong said, she took a sip and kissed Xiaobao on the cheek.

Then, the scene that made her black face appeared, Xiaobao directly raised his hand, as if he was wiping his own face.

Yan Rongrong froze on the spot, then immediately put on a face and stared at Xiaobao angrily.

"Si Yuchen, I'm your old lady, how can you make my mouth drool?"

As she said that, she pulled Xiaobao's little hand away, let's go and lean on it, and if there is something to do, Xiaobao's face drools even more this time.

Originally wanted to see Xiaobao's reaction, but the next moment, Xiaobao reached out and slapped Yan Rongrong on the head.

boom!

Yan Rongrong only felt her head buzzing, not because of Xiaobao's strength, but because she was too unbelievable.

Si Yuchen, a little thing, beat his old mother at such a young age, so when he grows up, can he still have it?

Yan Rongrong's face was gloomy, and he put Si Yuchen on his lap, raised his hand and slapped him.

"You little bastard, you're so mad at me, your dad couldn't bear to touch me, but I was slapped by your kid, I have to teach you a lesson."

Although Yan Rongrong was not willing to use all his strength, there was still a sound when he slapped his little butt, and it turned red after a few slaps.

Yan Rongrong picked up Xiao Yuchen and looked at it, and found that the kid was still indifferent, neither begging for mercy nor saying anything, as if he didn't know the pain.

Yan Rongrong was a little flustered, how could she not know the pain?Is this a disease?

She panicked so much that she hurried to find Si Boheng.

Si Boheng was also a little frightened by what she said, so he quickly took Yuchen to Yuni Hospital with Yan Rongrong for a comprehensive examination.

After the examination results came out, several doctors looked at Si Boheng after checking the demerits.

Si Boheng held the child and asked eagerly.

"How about it?"

The doctors all looked helpless.

"Young Master Si has nothing wrong with it. According to our tests, he has a sense of pain, so it's not the kind of messy disease you are worried about."

Yan Rongrong touched her son's little feet, looked at the doctor and asked anxiously.

"Then why didn't my son respond to beating him? He doesn't seem to know the pain."

The doctor looked at Yan Rongrong and explained to her very patiently.

"The young master is in pain, but he seems to be more tolerant, so he doesn't cry."

"That is to say, our beating is too light, within the range of his tolerance, he can hold back from crying?"

"Forehead"

The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched, and found that the young lady's brain circuit seemed to be different.

But when he thought about it again, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with his words, that's what he meant.

No matter what, Yan Rongrong and Si Boheng were finally relieved to be sure that their son was fine.

But who knew that in the days that followed, Yan Rongrong would be even more like a soldier.

She even became very anxious before finishing Xiaobao's bottle, and would repeatedly test the temperature of the milk with the back of her hand, until she poured it all over her hand, and she didn't stop.

Tang Yunyan came to see her grandson, and was sensitive to Yan Rongrong's situation.

That day happened to be the weekend when Yan Rongrong had a rest, so the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were going to go out together. After all, Yan Rongrong hadn't done much shopping when she came to Fancheng. Before, she only came to the street when she was recording a variety show.

After locking the door, Yan Rongrong reached out to twist the handle several times.

Her actions made Tang Yunyan frown tightly, especially seeing her standing at the door repeatedly checking the contents of the canvas bag she was carrying, as if she could never finish checking.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, seeing that Yan Rongrong was still rummaging through the bag, Tang Yunyan walked to him with Dabao in his arms.

"What are you looking for?"

"I didn't look for it, I just made sure I brought everything with me, otherwise the two children didn't bring it when they needed to use it after going out, and it would be too troublesome." Yan Rongrong was still looking down while talking.

Tang Yunyan frowned tightly, and grabbed Yan Rongrong's wrist.

"Okay, take them all."

"But I have to make sure."