Help! I became a hot mom and taught my husband to be a bad kid

Although the two of them had been busy all night, Su Tingxi still got up early the next morning to prepare breakfast.

Energetic people always have an advantage in certain things.

He was simply refreshed.

Today is Saturday, and Lan Jia has to go to work as usual. She was dragged out of bed by Su Tingxi.

Su Yuze didn't have the habit of staying in bed. He woke up on time and jumped up. He had agreed that he and his father would go to send his mother to work today.

The breakfast Su Tingxi prepared was all semi-finished. He only needed to follow the instructions, but it was still very rich, with steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and hot milk. He even cut up a fruit platter, with red apples, yellow oranges, and purple grapes...

"Mom, where did I come from?"

Hearing her son's question, Lan Jia dropped the steamed bun she had just picked up into the cup before she could put it to her mouth. Oil droplets immediately appeared on the surface, and the splashed milk got on her hair.

Her mouth remained open and her eyes stared at her son.

The beautiful scene from last night came to my mind again, and I couldn't help blushing.

That shouldn't be the case. The door is well soundproofed, no one would hear anything...

“Cough~cough——”

Su Tingxi quickly coughed twice to ease his wife's tension, exchanged her milk for his own cup, and then wiped the milk off her hair with a wet towel. He did all this very naturally.

"Xiao Ze said that a classmate named Lin in their class is from Shandong."

"Lin Yueran!" Su Yuze was a little surprised that his father had forgotten such important information, and he looked annoyed. "She is the study committee member, and she always gets full marks in Chinese and math."

Lan Jia breathed a sigh of relief, blaming herself for her complicated thoughts. She reached out and touched her son's head, "Xiao Ze, China is vast and rich in resources. It's not surprising that there are children from Shandong in your class. We are from Jinghai City. Mom and Dad have lived here since they were young, so we are from Jinghai City."

There was still a white circle of milk around Su Yuze's mouth. "Strange, where did it come from? Didn't you say it was a different place from now?"

"I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and I'm going to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures..." He repeated to himself and looked at his parents. "You see, Tang Monk didn't say that before he arrived at Liangjie Mountain. He only started saying that after he left the Tang Dynasty and went to other countries."

"Mom, what should I say if someone asks me?"

"I'm Su Yuze from Class 7, Grade 1 of the Primary School Affiliated to Jinghai University." Lan Jia blurted out a standard answer.

The little head shook rapidly, "That's not cool at all. Wang Yifan could say the same thing, and so could Teacher Zhu."

Su Tingxi had just taken the dumplings out of his cup and eaten them before he had time to ask him, "How does Sun Wukong like to introduce himself?"

"Hehe, I am the Monkey King Sun Wukong who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago." The sentence was said vividly.

"Dad, I understand. When someone asks me next time, I'll introduce myself like this: I'm the kid who walks alone in dark alleys, loved by everyone and seen by flowers and cars, Su Yuze."

The couple almost spit out, "Where did you learn these words?"

"The first part is a lyric, and the second part is a jingle I heard from other kids. Mom, is that cool?"

"Cool, very cool, very cool!"

Su Tingxi was speechless, but since his wife said it was cool, it was okay.

After listening to it a few more times, I think it's still okay.

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Su Tingxi was driving, and Lan Jia originally planned to sit in the back seat to stay with her son.

When she gently opened the back door and was about to bend down to sit in, Su Yuze flatly refused.

The little guy's face was full of seriousness, and he said crisply, "Mom, if you sit in the back, it will be like Dad is the driver."

Lan Jia was slightly stunned, then responded with a smile: "Dad is sitting in the driver's seat and driving. He is the driver."

"My father is a teacher and sometimes acts as a driver. Just like me, I am a student, but I also sweep the floor at school, but I am not a professional cleaning lady."

Lan Jia looked at her son. He was a good boy. He was good at observing life and applying it flexibly.

She reached over and stroked her son's head. "Baby, you're right."

"We're going to drive, Mom. You should sit in the front and fasten your seat belt."

The car drove out of the community garage.

A red sun gradually emerged. Looking through the gaps between the tall buildings, the sky turned red, and even the houses in the distance were dyed with a gorgeous color.

The sun finally broke free from the horizon, and the sunlight gently sprinkled on the car body and warmed the hearts of the family of three.

Su Yuze lowered the car window and looked left and right, admiring the scenery outside the window.

"Mom, look, there's Peppa Pig on the car. I'm George, and I love dinosaurs, ong~"

"That uncle on the bicycle is so fast, his clothes are just like Spider-Man's."

"Hmph~ha~ Monster, you're looking for a fight! Where are you escaping?"

"..."

No matter what he saw or how wonderful it was, for little Su Yuze, the final destination would be Sun Wukong.

Lan Jia turned on the car music, and the piano solo music made people feel particularly relaxed and happy.

"Mom, I'm fighting monsters."

Lan Jia had no choice but to understand her son's implication in seconds and obediently changed to "Cloud Palace Swift Sound".

"Ding~ding~ding~ The monkey is coming up... The monkey is coming..."

Su Yuze became extremely excited when he heard the music, and he started dancing behind the music. The small children's seat was like the Five Elements Mountain pressing down on him, and also like a tight hoop binding him, otherwise he would have flown into the sky long ago.

Even the two people in the front row seemed to be electrocuted. With the help of instruments such as trumpet, violin, guzheng, pipa, chimes, and vocals such as electronic drums, electronic synthesizers, electric bass, and electric guitar, they were all excited and every cell in their body was jumping.

This feeling of being able to poke a hole in the sky is so cool!

However, before I could enjoy myself for a while, the car stopped.

"It seems the road ahead is closed."

Lan Jia looked forward and saw that the TV station building was not far away, just across the intersection.

But now the whole road is closed and there is no overpass.

She tapped her head and said, "Oh, there's a marathon today. The station sent out a notice yesterday telling employees living on the east side to take a detour today. The subway will skip all stations."

Now, Su Tingxi can neither advance nor retreat.

You can only enter after all the athletes in front have passed, but now even the professional athletes have not reached this position.

There was also a long queue of cars behind, and if you wanted to move backward you had to move slowly from the cars behind.

Lan Jia was a little anxious. If she didn't arrive at the office within half an hour, it would affect today's live broadcast, and she had to find someone to take her place temporarily.

"Mom, when you reach the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise."

"What did you say?"

"Isn't this what the Tang Dynasty poem says? You told me about it last time."

“When faced with difficulties, don’t be impatient; be relaxed and take things as they come.”

Lan Jia had indeed told him about this poem, all because of the inspiration from her good friend Yao Yao's four-year-old daughter. Yao Yao sent her a video in which little Yaozi happened to be talking about this poem by Wang Wei. Lan Jia was so envious that she almost drooled at the phone.

Looking at his own son, who was obviously two years older than Xiao Yaozi, it seemed that he knew nothing except "hoeing the field at noon", "The bright moon shines on the bed" and "Geese, geese, geese, singing with their necks curved to the sky". So he insisted on telling Su Yuze this poem.

Unexpectedly, he remembered it and said it almost exactly.

Time waits for no one, and Lan Jia has no time to sit down and watch the changes.

She opened the car door, squeezed into the crowd, and finally found a reporter from a sports channel not far away.

She squeezed through again and whispered a few words to the reporter. Fortunately, the reporter knew her and gave her a volunteer vest to put on, and told her to move quickly.

Lan Jia squeezed through the crowd again, returned to the car, picked up her bag, quickly kissed her son and husband, and said, "I'm in a hurry to go to work, I'm leaving first~ Baby, Mommy loves you~"

"Run slower." Su Tingxi couldn't help but remind his wife.

Su Yuze had already unbuckled the child seat. He held onto the backrest of the driver's seat and asked, "Dad, how can Mommy get through? Is she going to grow wings and fly over?"

"Did you see the vest my mom was wearing? She asked a colleague at the TV station for help and passed herself off as a staff member."

"Oh, so it's through the back door."

Su Tingxi corrected his son, "This is called taking emergency measures."

Su Yuze was too lazy to argue with him about the words. It was clearly called taking the back door. In his opinion, taking the back door was not a shameful thing. Sun Wukong had no idea how many back doors he had taken.

The child stretched himself and said with deep emotion, "It's good to know people. Otherwise, what would Sun Wukong do on this journey? There are so many monsters, and it would be impossible to defeat them all."

Su Tingxi: “…”

Mom is just going to work, it's not like she has to go to the West and suffer 81 difficulties.