Bro, you are a policeman, not a thug

On a quiet night, the bedroom looks particularly warm.

The moonlight shone through the curtains onto the bed, illuminating the figures of the two people cuddling together.

"Choubao, why do you think people like to stay up late these days?"

Ye Qiu'an rested her head on Xiao Mu's shoulder and drew circles on his chest with her small hands.

"I think……"

After Xiao Mu thought carefully, his expression was serious, "It should be to prevent Alzheimer's disease."

Ye Qiuling: (⊙_⊙)

No, is there any connection between young people staying up late and preventing Alzheimer's disease?

"Don't you understand?"

Xiao Mu was full of confidence: "Because staying up late can easily lead to sudden death, it is difficult to live to old age!"

Ye Qiuling: (￣w￣;)

What he said seemed to make sense.

"Brother Qiu."

"Ok?"

"Is there a secret you want to hear?"

Xiao Mu kissed Qiu Ge’s little mouth.

"think."

Ye Qiu'er's bright and beautiful eyes sparkled with joy, and a smile blossomed on her cheeks.

"I was isolated when I was in the third year of junior high school." Xiao Mu said with a smile.

"what?"

Ye Qiuling was surprised. "Why?"

"Because many female classmates liked me at that time, and I was also good at basketball, which made many people jealous."

Xiao Mu laughed happily, "There was also a girl in my class who sent me a love letter, and our class monitor was very angry."

"That class monitor likes this girl?"

Ye Qiuling rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Children only know how to be jealous."

"Yes."

Xiao Mu nodded. "After the monitor made those harsh words, anyone who dared to play with me would be going against him. He also has a brother who's a gangster outside of school. All the students in the class are afraid of him."

"and after?"

Ye Qiuling held his head in her arms and gently stroked his short hair.

"Later, neither the boys nor the girls in the class dared to play with me anymore."

Xiao Mu buried his face comfortably in Qiu Ge's arms and murmured, "Even many of my former friends and close classmates no longer play with me and keep their distance from me."

"Poor stinky baby."

Ye Qiuling smiled sweetly and kissed his forehead.

“It’s terrible.”

Xiao Mu arched his back in her arms and muttered, "At first I was quite sad, but then I thought about it and found it ridiculous. Why should I be sad? Why should you treat those classmates who don't dare to play with me, who don't dare to treat me as a friend, as classmates and friends?"

"Ah."

Ye Qiuling said softly, "A phoenix does not dance with a chicken, and a dragon does not live with a snake."

Only the weak live in groups, the strong always walk alone!

"As a human being, it's meaningless to be too timid."

Xiao Mu raised his head and looked at her, "Brother Qiu, am I right... Woo."

Ye Qiuling lowered her head and kissed his lips.

Yes.

Life is boring if you are too timid!

"and after?"

After the kiss, Ye Qiuli looked at him with blurred eyes.

"Then the class monitor got his brother and two people from outside the school to block me after school."

Xiao Mu licked the corner of his mouth.

"Ha ha……"

Ye Qiuling had already guessed the fate of the squad leader and his brother, and couldn't help but giggle.

Even though Choubao was still young at that time, he was still a wolf cub!

"I broke my hand one day, but I took them all to the hospital."

Xiao Mu grinned, "What's frustrating is that my dad beat me with a belt when I got home."

I knew it would be like this... Ye Qiuling narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Are you very angry?"

"That's not there."

Xiao Mu shook his head and buried his face in her arms again. "My dad beat me, not because others bullied me and I couldn't fight back, but because those people just wanted to bully me, and I was determined to beat them to death. Sometimes I think about it, my dad's way of education is not wrong, it's just that my personality is too violent."

"How did your father-in-law and mother-in-law educate you when you were a child?" Ye Qiuli was curious.

"Let me talk about my dad first."

Xiao Mu laughed and said, "When I was little, I helped my mom carry a plate to the kitchen. My dad told me to be careful and not drop it. But I ran around like crazy and not only did I drop it, I also broke the plate."

"My dad's face turned black and he rushed over. I was scared and thought he was going to beat me."

"In the end, my dad just squatted down, pulled me up, and checked my hands and body for injuries."

"Then he glared at me and scolded me, saying, 'You little bastard, I told you to be careful, what if you get hurt?' He even asked me if it hurt."

"I shook my head and said it didn't hurt. My dad asked me, 'Are you a man?' I said yes. He smiled and said, 'If you're a man, go get a broom and clean up the broken dishes yourself.' He asked if I could do it, and I said yes!"

I learned something... Ye Qiu'er's eyes were bright and she listened with great interest.

This is a great way to educate children!

"Then there's Mom."

Xiao Mu's mouth twitched. "I still remember that year when I was five years old, my mother took out two pears and put them in front of me. Then she asked me, 'Son, do you know what sharing is?' I said I didn't know."

"Mom said, 'There are two plows here. Do you want to give her the big one or the small one?' I gave her the big one, and guess what?"

"Did your mother-in-law praise you?"

Ye Qiuling laughed and said, "Kong Rong gave up the pear?"

“No compliments.”

Xiao Mu had a tearful expression on his face, "My mom slapped me."

Ye Qiuling: (￣□￣)

why?

"My mother asked me with a serious face, 'Do you want to eat the big one or the small one?'"

Xiao Mu smiled bitterly, "I was telling the truth at the time. I said I actually wanted to eat the big one, but I also wanted to give the good stuff to my mother first."

"When my mother heard me say that, she laughed, patted my head, and taught me a lesson."

"My mom said this is the right way to do it. Sharing means giving away what you have extra and enjoying it with others, rather than giving away what you need."

"People cannot live in a world where morality is the norm. The true meaning of sharing is to voluntarily enjoy joy and happiness with others. It's not about making others happy, but being unhappy and unwilling to do so. How can it be called sharing?"

"Then I asked my mom, 'Isn't Kong Rong sharing the pears?'"

"Then my mom slapped me again, looking disappointed in me and saying, 'Of course you should give your family the best. That's not sharing, it's humility, it's family love.' Just like when you gave me the big pear without hesitation just now because I'm your mother, that's not sharing, it's filial piety. Do you understand?"

Xiao Mu smiled and said, "I didn't understand what my mother said until I grew up. Yes, sharing without consent and joy is not really sharing. Some people always like to use morality to coerce others into giving up what belongs to them, and they even say that good things should be shared. In fact, how is this any different from robbery?"

"My parents-in-law's way of education is amazing."

Ye Qiuling was amazed and a little impressed.

I feel like the values ​​of Choubao's family are so positive that they're a little weird!