Scum attack, your father is here!

"Mushroom, are you a mushroom?"

Qi Qingyun looked at her silly son, a little dumbfounded, and from the corner of her eye she glanced at Zhong Xue who was also dumbfounded, thinking how this little one is the same as the big one, always bubbling stupidly at certain times.

But...... how does it feel, inexplicably cute.

Before Qi Qingyun met Zhong Xuejin, she never thought about getting married and starting a family. She always felt that being single would be more free and comfortable. She never thought about having children. She even had an inexplicable fear of children. She always felt that raising children was troublesome. And strenuous.

but now.......

Qi Qingyun looked up at his wife, and then at his son. The hard part in his heart seemed to melt like a glacier, and it loosened slightly, revealing the soft inside, and even his eyebrows and eyes softened. He squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand. Touching his son's fluffy yellow hair, he said warmly:

"You are a small mushroom, then I am a big mushroom."

"...Really?" Qi Yousui raised his head suspiciously, his eyes were round and round like the wet pupils of a puppy, as if in shock, he also reached out to touch Qi Qingyun's hair , and whispered while touching:

"You, like me, have mushroom caps?"

Qi Qingyun let him touch it, just looked at him and smiled:

"Yes, but you have to touch it lightly, or my mushroom cap will be smashed by you."

"..." Hearing what he said, Qi Yousui was so frightened that he quickly took his hand back, not daring to touch it any more. After thinking about it, he grabbed a handful of soil from the side of the road comfortingly, The ground sprinkled on Qi Qingyun's feet, and muttered apologetically:

"Then I won't touch it anymore, I'll sprinkle more soil on you, you have to grow well."

"......" Qi Qingyun couldn't laugh anymore, she glanced at the dirt at her feet, and always felt that her current appearance was a bit like being buried in the ground ahead of time.

#Da Xiaozi Qi Yousui#

"...Stop making trouble, and I don't know when I will be able to go home."

Qi Qingyun was speechless for a while, stood up and walked to Qi Yousui's side, with a hard effort, he put the opponent on the shoulder, twisted Qi Yousui's whole body into twists in fright, and kept struggling hard, while struggling While shouting:

"Small mushrooms can't leave the ground, they will die without soil..."

"I'm going to die woo woo woo woo..."

Qi Yousui now firmly believes that he is a mushroom. When he thinks that he will be picked by someone, he starts to cry in fright. While crying, he still mutters that he is going to die. The volume caused the surrounding people to cast strange glances at the family of three.

Qi Qingyun's ears were red with embarrassment, and she pinched her toes in embarrassment. With the help of Zhong Xuejin, she quickly carried Qi Yousui on her back, and threatened Qi Yousui while walking towards the parking lot:

"If you move around again, I will cook mushroom soup and eat you when I get back."

"..." Hearing this, Qi Yousui cried even louder in fright, thinking that he was about to be boiled into a pot of mushroom soup, he couldn't help but bury his face in Qi Qingyun's neck, Dou Da's tears flowed into Qi Qingyun's collar, it was frighteningly hot, and the crying made her heartbroken, sobbing, she said:

"You don't cook me...I haven't met my mushroom daddy yet..."

"Death is imminent", not begging for mercy, but still regretting that I didn't see my father when I was young.

Qi Qingyun sighed, feeling complicated in her heart.

But it's complicated. Now he really hates himself for why he gave Qi Yousui such a nickname in the first place. When he was struggling to admit that he was the mushroom father, Qi Yousui bit his fingertips and struggled. After a while, she suddenly leaned close to his ear quietly, as if discussing with him, her warm breath came to Qi Qingyun's earlobe, her crying voice was hoarse and deep:

"...But if you really want to cook me, just cook me alone, don't pick my father and mother, okay?"

"They're old, and old mushrooms don't taste good."

Qi Yousui was still afraid that Qi Qingyun would disagree, so he poked Qi Qingyun with his fingertips, and carefully made amends, "I'll give you the little mushroom."

Old Mushroom Qi Qingyun: "......"

He gritted his teeth, thinking that it was both touching and funny, and he thought it would be better to throw this cheap son by the side of the road, but he didn't know what he thought of, a flash of light flashed in his mind, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but subconsciously laughed , in Qi Yousui's nervous and tangled eyes, he smiled slowly:

"Okay."

"Really?!" Qi Yousui looked happy, blinked his red and swollen eyes from crying, his pupils were as clear as stars, and his whole face seemed to be blurred by the moonlight suddenly, beautiful outrageous.

"Of course." Qi Qingyun walked slowly towards the parking lot with her son on her back, while Zhong Xuejin hugged the pink rabbit and put her left hand on her son's back to prevent him from slipping off. The street lights go back, the atmosphere is quiet and warm:

"However, I need you to tell me a secret of yours so that I won't pick your parents."

"..." Qi Yousui subconsciously bit his fingertips, as if he felt comfortable lying on Qi Qingyun's back, he was torn between being boiled into mushroom soup and saving his parents, Decisively chose the latter one, and slowly stopped struggling, and asked in a low voice like a compromise:

"What do you want to ask?"

"...I want to ask," Qi Yousui leaned too close, Qi Qingyun couldn't help but tilt his head due to the heat from his shallow breath, but he suddenly looked at Qi from the corner of his eye. Yousui's innocent and deceitful eyes at this time, for some reason, suddenly felt a little bit of condemnation in his conscience, after a pause, Fang changed his words slowly:

"...You can tell me any secret."

......Since Qi Yousui didn't want Qi Qingyun to know when he knew Zhong Xuejin's identity, why should he keep entangled in this issue and make more fuss.

But the words have already been uttered, so Qi Qingyun can only follow the trend to ask, no matter whether Qi Yousui's secret is such a trivial matter as what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat, he will continue to talk and end the topic logically .

But in the mind of the drunk Qi Yousui at this time, since the secret is a secret, it must be something he has kept on his mind for a long time, and he cannot just talk about it casually.

Thinking about this, Qi Yousui fell silent, and lay quietly on Qi Qingyun's back, as if he was seriously thinking about his secrets.

Qi Qingyun also disturbed him, put him in the car, and called the driver to take the family of three home.

Along the way, Qi Yousui quietly put his head on Qi Qingyun's shoulder without opening his mouth, and closed his eyes as if falling asleep. Sui Cai slowly reacted, moved his stiff fingertips, lay on Qi Qingyun's back, and said in a small voice:

"Then I'll tell you a secret, but you can't tell my mother?"

"..." Qi Qingyun turned her head away from the alcohol-smelling heat that Qi Yousui exhaled when he approached, and said "um" in a low voice, and stabilized Qi Yousui's body that had slid down again. Steady on your back:

"You say it."

"........."

Qi Yousui bit his finger, his expression seemed to be a bit tangled, but he thought that Qi Qingyun had taught him to keep his word, and he was also very afraid that his mushroom father and mushroom mother would be made into mushroom soup After a long time, she carefully leaned into Qi Qingyun's ear, and said in a low voice:

"Let me tell you, actually..."

Qi Yousui paused, his voice gradually lowered, as if he was a little guilty: "Actually, I was pretending to be angry that day."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Qingyun's calm face seemed to have some cracks, his eyes gradually became a little stunned, his breathing stagnated, and his footsteps involuntarily stopped. After a long time of stunned, he walked forward again. It began to beat uncontrollably faster, and tentatively asked:

"When?"

"That is, the day I met my mother."

Qi Yousui lowered his head and played with his fingers, dragging his voice very slowly, word by word, but vaguely speaking:

"Actually, I got angry with my parents on purpose that day. I wasn't angry at all in my heart."

Qi Qingyun didn't expect that Qi Yousui would deliberately get angry with herself, and the astonishment in her eyes lingered for a long time:

"......why?"

"Because I want to be a willful bad boy."

Qi Yousui lay on Qi Qingyun's back, suddenly bent his eyes and laughed, like a crescent moon, shaking his toes triumphantly:

"For that day, I practiced many times, and I pretended so well that my mother was scared to tears by me."

"..." Qi Qingyun didn't know what to say, or even what kind of expression to put on. The moonlight melted and cast a mess of branches all over his body, blown by the wind, Like a group of black snakes crawling towards his ankles, cold sweat suddenly covered his back:

"...why do you want to be a bad boy?"

"..." Qi Yousui was silent for a moment, buried his face in Qi Qingyun's clothes, seemed to know that what he did was wrong, but still stubbornly said in a muffled voice:

"...because I want my mother to notice me."

"I know that my mother loves my father very much, and I love my father too, but I hope that, in my heart, my mother can pay more attention to me and love me more."

Qi Yousui stretched out his fingertips, compared a short distance between his thumb and index finger, and stuck out a small tip of his tongue when speaking, full of hope:

"Just a little is fine."

"..." Hearing this, Qi Qingyun felt a sudden numbness in his heart, a sudden heat in his eyes, and felt a hard thing choked in his throat, which made his throat sore, okay It took a long time before he said with difficulty:

"...do you think mom doesn't love you?"

"...Of course mom loves me, but I wish he could love me more."

Qi Yousui yawned, feeling sleepy, wrapped his arms around Qi Qingyun's neck, put his soft face on Qi Qingyun's back, and whispered:

"Because only my mother would tell me... Qi is old, don't run on the bed with your shoes on..."

It turned out that when he made up for his birthday stay at home that day, the son recognized his mother...

Qi Qingyun lowered her trembling eyelashes, and couldn't bear to listen any more, but Qi Yousui was still nagging in his ears, counting on her fingers how good her mother was to him, as if deliberately showing off:

"Mom will also say, Qi Yousui, your teeth are fragile, remember to brush your teeth after eating sweets..."

"Mom will take me to the amusement park, buy me Coke and story books, sneak in while I'm sleeping, cover me with a quilt, and sing me songs to lull me to sleep..."

"..." Qi Yousui's voice gradually lowered, as if he was slowly falling asleep on Qi Qingyun's back due to exhaustion, but he was still muttering:

"I've never been mad at my mother..."

"But can you not tell him that I love him very much?"