Dressed as a small waste in the movie emperor's house

"Okay, the son is far away." Gu Pingyue returned to the double bed, secretly happy, "Shall we continue?"

"Okay." Xiang Yuyan didn't doubt it, and responded a little excitedly, "Hurry, come here."

The crib was deliberately pushed away, so that Gu Congjue couldn't see anything clearly, he could only roughly see the two figures lying on the bed overlapping each other.The night outside the window magnifies and elongates the shadow, projecting it onto the white wall beside Gu Congjue.

He has a quiet personality, and often wakes up silently without crying or fussing-this time is the same.

He didn't disturb the two intertwined people, but just looked at the shadow cast on the white wall, listened to the faint voice, and wondered what he was doing curiously and puzzled.

What the hell are his father and his mother doing?

Shen Yanxing, who was woken up by a strange sound that night, was also in a daze.

"Mother……"

The one-and-a-half-year-old boy turned over and subconsciously touched the sides with his small hands.

"Mother?"

Not feeling his mother's presence, the little guy woke up instantly, sat up on the bed and rubbed his eyes.

Mom's temper has changed in the past few days. She not only tidied up the house and cooked delicious meals for him, but also took him to the park to play on slides and bought him fluffy dog ​​dolls.

Even if my mother has a weird personality, she will always scold and beat him for no reason, and he is not allowed to call "Mom", let alone ask "Dad", but because he has no one else—except Dad who has never met a few times Besides, he only has his mother.

So Shen Yanxing loves her mother very much, and also pleases her mother very much.

The little one was very lost and scared without his mother around.Holding the dog doll, he kicked his chubby legs hard, turned over and got off the high bed, and fell on the dilapidated wooden floor.

It hurt a little, but Shen Yanxing didn't cry.My mother doesn't like crying children, and she will become very irritable when she hears crying, so no matter how painful or wronged she is, he endures it.

He rubbed his butt and stood up, put down the dog doll, stumbled over the small bench, and stepped on the low stool to pull the doorknob.

It's hard for this one-and-a-half-year-old baby to be able to make such a logical and orderly set of movements.

When ordinary children would only cry and call their parents for help, Shen Yanxing already knew how to support himself and do things by himself.

With all his strength, he finally twisted the inflexible rusty handle.Shen Yanxing was about to support the half-open door, and when he got off the bench, he was startled again by a strange "scream" outside the door.

"what!"

The high-pitched voice resounded in the small living room. .

The too young child stared wide-eyed, looking at the absurd scene in the living room in amazement.

"mom, Mom, Mom!"

The strange uncle raised his head when he heard the sound: "Hey, you woke up your brother."

That person didn't notice Shen Yanxing's address just now, and thought that Shen Yanxing and Zhang Yuehan were "brothers".

——not the real "mother and son".

"Well……"

The strange uncle still took a look at Shen Yanxing, but Zhang Yuehan, the male mother who was directly related by blood, turned a blind eye.

"Leave him……"

Shen Yanxing stared wide-eyed and stopped to watch.

What are they doing?

Is uncle beating mother?

If it's not hitting mom, why is mom screaming so painfully?

Shen Yanxing couldn't figure it out, and it was impossible to figure it out.Only one and a half years old, he didn't understand how disgusting the scene in front of him was.

What to do? What to do? What to do……

Looking at such a strange mother, what should he do?

Shen Yanxing couldn't remember what happened afterwards, it seemed that he leaned against the door and cushioned the not-so-clean carpet at the door of the bedroom, and fell asleep in a daze.

It was cold at night, and he curled up like a stray kitten, clinging to the old starched rug for warmth.

Before sunrise, the strange noise finally stopped, and the two adults were able to spare their energy to look after Shen Yanxing, and carried the little child to the bed.

When Shen Yanxing woke up from sleep due to hunger and milk addiction, it was already noon the next day.He heard his mother say goodbye to someone softly; but the warm atmosphere didn't last long, and his mother quarreled with another person again.

"Zhang Yuehan, can you be a human being? It's okay to be shameless in front of our neighbors, can you take care of Xing Xing's feelings??

"Bringing a wild man home, and having no scruples in front of the children! It doesn't matter if you are dead and cheap, and you want to continue to harm the next generation?"

Listen carefully, it seems to be Aunt Xiaomei's voice?

Shen Yanxing became anxious, for a moment he lost even the thought of drinking grandma and eating rice cereal, and awkwardly got out of bed to find his mother and Aunt Xiaomei.

"mom, Mom, Mom!"

"What do I love, do your shit?" Zhang Yuehan ignored his son for the time being, and focused on sneering at Gao Qiumei, "If you care so much about other people's children, why don't you have one yourself? Oh, I almost forgot, you It was because she couldn't give birth that she was returned by her fiancé!"

"you--"

Gao Qiumei originally wanted to retort, scold this shameless boy who is willing to use his children as a bet in order to become a regular man!

What is "returned"?She clearly escaped from someone who didn't love her!But what about Zhang Yuehan?

Zhang Yuehan is a complete "loser" who threatened his child and still failed to become a regular!Worse than street rats!

But Gao Qiumei's eyes were sharp, and she saw the small figure moving slowly: "Mom, you, don't be angry, you will be good and beautiful if you are not angry!"

The little guy stumbled and said words of persuasion, while carefully hugging Zhang Yuehan's calf, and at the same time cast Gao Qiumei's watery and fearful eyes.

This look seemed to say: I'm sorry, Aunt Xiaomei.

Gao Qiumei hates her difficult neighbor with bad conduct and low quality, but she also likes this lovely son of the neighbor who is miserable.

This little guy has language logic and behavior logic beyond that of children of the same age, and he is so sensible and obedient that it makes people's heart ache.

As if God is deliberately proving the theorem that "the negative is the positive, and the negative is the positive", between the cheating man and the shameless man, they can actually raise such a cute and soft little angel!

Better upbringing and consideration from the child's point of view made Gao Qiumei swallow her vicious retort, and let the crazy Zhang Yuehan continue to mock.

"What kind of thing are you, and you can even make irresponsible remarks to me?" Zhang Yuehan put his hips on his hips, and his voice was piercingly piercing, "They are all people who roll and crawl in the mud, so don't even think about who is rich and who is cheap!

"Go away, don't stand in front of my room anymore, lest you bring bad luck!"

Zhang Yuehan slammed the door shut, blocked Gao Qiumei's face from the door, and yelled viciously at the ground.

Shen Yanxing didn't know why, so he only knew that he was afraid, and grabbed Zhang Yuehan's trouser legs weakly and shouted: "Mom, Xingxing wants to do it again..."

Zhang Yuehan bowed his head obediently, as if he had just discovered the little guy, he suddenly pinched Shen Yanxing's little head, and pushed the little boy whose neck was not too hard back.

"How many times do I have to say it before you remember? Don't call me 'Mom', call me 'Brother'!"

Zhang Yuehan had a grim expression.

"Why are you so stupid and useless? Just because you couldn't remember to change your words, I was almost mistaken by you!"

In the eyes of Shen Yanxing, who looked up to the adults, Zhang Yuehan was extremely majestic and intimidating, and his aura was overwhelmingly powerful.He was forced to look up, his neck was so sore that he couldn't support his head, and he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." He apologized proficiently, tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, "I'm sorry mom..."

"Mom?" Zhang Yuehan was dissatisfied, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is your mother???"

"Brother, brother..."

Shen Yanxing couldn't control it anymore, and corrected the statement while crying, begging "mother" for forgiveness.

"Brother, Xing Xing wants to eat rice noodles..."

He felt so wronged.But what could he do?He is just a one-and-a-half-year-old child who still stumbles and falls frequently when he walks.

——He just wants to eat a mouthful of warm and sweet rice cereal!

"Humph."

Zhang Yuehan let go of his hand mercifully, and turned to get the baby rice cereal that he had just prepared when he was flirting with his lover.

"Tug oil bottle, trash thing."

At ten o'clock in the morning, Gu Xiang and his wife brought their little mute son to the private Beidu Baby-Friendly Children's Hospital to line up for vaccinations.

Because it is a private hospital with high consumption, compared with public hospitals, there are fewer people queuing up, and the waiting experience when queuing will be better.But human pups are always annoying creatures, and doctors can't be expected to be quick and quick.

During the boring waiting time, Xiang Yuyan stared at Gu Congjue again.

"Call Mom!"

Xiang Yuyan supported Zai Zai's back with one hand, and supported Zai Zai's head with the other, letting the little trash son half-sit on his lap steadily, holding his voice to pretend to be murderous.

"I won't tell you that I won't make milk for you in the future!" The vicious expression was matched with verbal threats, "I won't burp you, and I won't rub your stomach to lull you to sleep!"

Gu Congjue remained indifferent, sitting slumped and pulling the tie on his clothes, the watery baby's big eyes revealed unusual seriousness and stubbornness.

not called.

Gu Cong said with determination.

Xiang Yuyan and Gu Pingyue are clearly not "older" than him, so why should he lower himself and call him father and mother whom he doesn't want to be called?

If you don't call, you just don't call.

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