where are you baby

Tan Huanxi rested his chin on one hand, watched as Mo Siyuan opened the small schoolbag, spread out the homework and textbooks to be written on the table, and finally took out a copy of "Handwork Encyclopedia" and a material bag.He picked up the material bag and checked it repeatedly. The materials were complete, including fabric, cotton and sewing kits.

"What is this for?" Tan Huanxi asked suspiciously, inexplicably having a bad feeling, "Could it be a handicraft?"

Mo Siyuan looked at Tan Huanxi for unknown reasons, nodded his head and said, "Yes, the teacher taught us in handicraft class today, let's make a puppet according to "Handicrafts", and we will take it to the classroom next week. Show it to other students on the display column, everyone has to do it, hasn't Brother Huanxi done it before?"

Just as Tan Huanxi was about to answer, he suddenly heard a deep laugh from behind him. He suddenly turned around and saw Mo Shaoheng coming up with two cups of tea, and put one of them in front of him.

"Thank you." Tan Huanxi took a sip from his teacup, watched Mo Shaoheng sit on the chair on the other side of him naturally, and said provocatively, "Uncle Mo, your son is going to make a handmade puppet today. Don't you want me to be a father?"

Mo Shaoheng looked Tan Huanxi up and down, and then said as a matter of course: "You are his tutor."

Tan Huanxi was speechless for a while, turned his head to pick up the "Handmade Encyclopedia" and flipped through it, and suddenly understood the feelings of those young parents in the circle of friends in his previous life.Since her son and daughter went to kindergarten, all kinds of manual homework emerged one after another. There was even a young mother jokingly lamenting that she is an omnipotent mother.

Tan Huanxi's mood is very complicated now, before he had time to experience this "omnipotent" experience, fate had already taken away all his opportunities.At that time, Mo Siyuan had just gone to kindergarten, and the three-year-old Xiaoban didn't need to do complicated handicrafts. Even if he wanted to experience the happy atmosphere of doing handicrafts with the baby, he couldn't experience it.

"Xiaoyuan do other homework first, okay? Brother Huanxi and dad will show Xiaoyuan together, it's more cute to make that puppet." Tan Huanxi touched Mo Siyuan's little head. He was very clueless, and he could just do paper-cutting or clay. Needlework is really not what he is good at.

"Okay." Mo Siyuan nodded obediently, took the math homework book and lowered his head to write. After finishing the arithmetic problem wholeheartedly, he couldn't help raising his head, looking at Tan Huanxi and Mo Shaoheng carefully, Seeing that the two were discussing the puppets together, they covered their mouths and secretly laughed.

In the past, I always heard from the children in the class that Mo Siyuan was always envious of his parents making handicrafts with them. Although he had sister Shanshan to do it for him, he still wanted to experience his parents making handicrafts for him. I feel, because when the children say these words, they always smile very happily.

Now he finally realizes that although his parents did not make it for him, but one day it will be in the future, and he will try his best to make brother Huanxi his mother. Brother Huanxi must be the Santa Claus who specially gives gifts to children, The fairy who gave Cinderella a beautiful dress and a pumpkin carriage.

Because after Brother Huanxi came, Dad would go home to eat and sleep almost every day. When Brother Huanxi taught him homework and the violin, Dad would always be with them.Dad must like Brother Huanxi as much as he does, otherwise why would Dad smile so softly every time he sees Brother Huanxi?

Tan Huanxi lowered his head to study "Handwork Encyclopedia", his own baby fell on him with a "hot" gaze, it was hard for him to pretend that he was ignorant, the little guy just barely pressed his face to his, carefully Looking at him, I don't need to think about it to know what the little guy is thinking.

"This little bear is quite cute." Tan Huanxi didn't intend to spoil the little guy's good mood of entertaining himself. Children are no better than adults. They may be quiet in their own thoughts for a moment and indulge themselves, but they will not be like adults. So unable to extricate themselves, they will soon be distracted by other things and forget the intoxication of the last second.

Mo Shaoheng took a glance, looked at Tan Huanxi and said, "It's very cute, can you do it?"

Tan Huanxi was at a loss for words again, and couldn't help but glance at Mo Shaoheng several times: "Is Uncle Mo here to attack me today?"

Mo Shaoheng laughed, raised his head and patted Tan Huan's back, and said softly: "No, even if you don't know how, there is Shanshan. When Xiaoyuan was in kindergarten, Shanshan helped him do handwork. If you really I really like this little bear, let Shanshan make one for you when she comes back."

Tan Huanxi squinted at him when he heard the words, "It's really easy for you to be a father."

Mo Shaoheng remained silent, just looked at Tan Huanxi, and said after a while, "Could it be that you know how to do it?"

Tan Huanxi decided to ignore Mo Shaoheng for the time being. At the same time, he felt that it was very naive for him and Mo Shaoheng to compete with each other in handicrafts. Even the little guy covered his mouth and snickered, making fun of them two unreliable elders Yes, but if he was reborn, he would never have imagined that one day he and Mo Shaoheng would sit together peacefully and make handwork for the baby.

"Do this." Mo Shaoheng turned a page and pointed to the carrot on the picture.

Tan Huanxi took a closer look. A very simple carrot can be made into several colors. It seems very simple. Cut the handmade cloth into the shape of a carrot, sew it up and stuff it with cotton, and then use green cloth to make it look like a carrot. Make a few leaves and sew them on, and you're done with a carrot.

"Could it be too simple? If all the children in the class are kittens, dogs, and rabbits, but we only make such a simple carrot for the baby, the baby will lose face." The more Tan Huanxi thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't do it. So lazy, it is necessary to think again.

Although this is Mo Siyuan's manual work, it is unrealistic for such a young child to make a puppet. In the end, parents basically do it for their own children.There have been many families who have reported that since their children went to school, even the whole family went to school, and many homework children could not complete independently.

Many parents even complained that working hard during the day and having to help their children with their homework when they got home left them no time to rest. Tan Huanxi didn't think so, he could only say there were pros and cons.

People nowadays are under a lot of pressure. After all, they have to raise a family. Many people leave their children to the care of the elderly at home, and even ignore the growth process of their children.Appropriate parent-child activities can also increase the relationship with the child. Doing handicrafts with the child will make the child happy, and the parents will feel satisfied when seeing the child's smile.

Mo Shaoheng watched Tan Huanxi who was seriously studying the production process, but his attention drifted to the word "we" that Tan Huanxi said, and he chewed these two words carefully in his heart.The eyes gradually softened, the smile on the corner of the mouth continued to expand, and a feeling called satisfaction welled up in my heart.

"Father, brother Huanxi, I want to go to the bathroom." Mo Siyuan finished his math homework and slid off his chair.

Tan Huanxi immediately stood up and asked, "Do you want Brother Huanxi to accompany you?"

"No, no, no, no... Brother Huanxi and father help Xiaoyuan make puppets." Mo Siyuan immediately shook his head like a rattle, and ran away after speaking.

Tan Huanxi looked at the little guy running away dumbfounded, sat back in his chair and said to Mo Shaoheng, "Why don't you make a carrot to practice your hands first? If it doesn't work, I can only wait for Shanshan to come back and ask Shanshan to make it for Xiaoyuan." .”

"Okay." Mo Shaoheng picked up the material package and opened it, picked out a piece of red cloth and handed it to Tan Huanxi.

Tan Huanxi stared blankly at Mo Shaoheng's hand, then raised his head to look at him, and finally took the cloth with a sigh. It was a square piece of handmade cloth, and he suddenly felt unable to start with it.Letting Mo Shaoheng do it is more unrealistic than teaching Mo Siyuan to make carrots himself. Mo Shaoheng probably doesn't even know how to thread a needle.

"I think... we should wait until Shanshan comes?" Tan Huanxi studied the cloth for a long time, but he still didn't know where to start. He resignedly put down the cloth and rubbed his nose embarrassedly.

Mo Shaoheng looked at him and laughed, and jokingly said, "Didn't you say that carrots are too easy just now?"

Tan Huanxi felt as if he had shot himself in the foot with a rock, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it!"

Mo Shaoheng put his fist to his lips and smiled for a while, before Tan Huanxi became completely annoyed, he took out the tool bag for him in a good mood.

Mo Siyuan returned to the hall after going to the toilet, and just as he stepped into the hall, he heard Mo Shaoheng's happy laughter. He stopped immediately, tiptoedly hid behind a huge pillar in the hall, and poked his head out cautiously , looking secretly at the backs of Mo Shaoheng and Tan Huanxi, grinning to the ears with joy.

Mo Siyuan was watching vigorously, when his body suddenly flew into the air, so startled that he suddenly turned his head, seeing that the person who was holding him was Qi Fengyu, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, raised his small hand to cover Qi Fengyu's mouth, and said to Qi Fengyu: "Shhh ..."

Qi Fengyu frowned puzzled, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Siyuan patted Qi Fengyu on the shoulder, motioned him to put himself down, pulled Qi Fengyu to hide behind the pillar, pointed to Mo Shaoheng and Tan Huanxi in the hall, and said: "Father and Brother Huanxi are helping Xiaoyuan make cloth Ouch, the manual homework assigned by the teacher today."

Qi Fengyu was trembling all over, and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure your father can do handicrafts? Or dolls?"

"Isn't there still brother Huanxi, brother Huanxi is omnipotent, he will teach Dad." Mo Siyuan was very happy.

Qi Fengyu felt a chill again, and imitated the scene of Mo Shaoheng pinching the needle and thread to mend. He felt that there was something wrong with his head, and he saw a hallucination.

Qi Fengyu quickly shook his head, drove away those weird scenes, lowered his head and patted Mo Siyuan on the head and asked, "Then why are you hiding here?"

As soon as Qi Fengyu finished speaking, Mo Siyuan looked up at him, as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped [-].

Despised!

Qi Fengyu frowned into the word "Chuan". He always felt that after Mo Siyuan had Qin Huanxi as his tutor, his temperament had changed drastically, and he became a black-bellied person. He squatted down and hugged Mo Siyuan's little girl body, and asked flatteringly: "Little ancestor, you can tell Uncle Fengyu."

"Uncle Fengyu is so stupid, of course he is looking at Dad and Brother Huanxi." Mo Siyuan poked Qi Fengyu's face with his thin white fingers.

Makes sense, he was speechless!

Qi Fengyu couldn't keep up with the children's jumping thinking, and asked subconsciously: "Then you sit in front of them, don't you see better? Why hide?"

Mo Siyuan suddenly felt that Uncle Fengyu was very stupid today, and said with a look of course: "Don't disturb Dad and Brother Huanxi."

"why?"

"Because I want brother Huanxi to be Xiaoyuan's mother."

Qi Fengyu only heard a "click" in his head, and something shattered. He picked up Mo Siyuan, ran away from the hall quickly, and hid in the safer viewing room next door.Panting for breath, he put the little guy on the sofa, and squatted in front of the little guy.

Qi Fengyu looked at the innocent little face of the little ancestor who spoke amazingly, and he still felt his brain buzzing. He took a deep breath, tried to tell himself that "children's words are not taboo", and asked patiently: "Little ancestor, Are you joking with Uncle Fengyu?"

Mo Siyuan was very puzzled, pouted and said, "Why are you joking? Isn't it good for Brother Huanxi to be Xiaoyuan's mother?"

Qi Fengyu raised his forehead, how should he explain the profound question of the difference between men and women to a six-year-old child?Calm down and think about it carefully, it seems that it is useless for him to explain, because Mo Shaoheng really doesn't like women, it should be said that except for the dead Ning Xue, Mo Shaoheng doesn't like any of them.

Qi Fengyu was still struggling with how to tell Mo Siyuan tactfully, but Mo Siyuan dropped another bombshell.

"Xiaoyuan has already told brother Huanxi that he wants brother Huanxi to be Xiaoyuan's mother. Dad also said that there will be no other sisters or aunts to be Xiaoyuan's mother in the future." Mo Siyuan tilted his head. Said, "Xiaoyuan likes Brother Huanxi, don't want anyone else to be Xiaoyuan's mother, Dad also likes Brother Huanxi very much, Dad will definitely agree."

Qi Fengyu felt that he had been blasted to the outside and tender. The big and small cliffs were born to restrain him. Lao Tzu often enslaved him unreasonably, and the young one made him worry about it from the moment he entered this house.

Well, you can find whoever you want to be your mother, he doesn't care!

"Xiao Yuan went to the bathroom for a long time and hasn't come back yet, butler, have you seen Xiao Yuan?"

Just when Qi Fengyu gave up struggling, he heard Tan Huanxi's anxious voice from the aisle outside the viewing room. He looked back at Mo Siyuan, whose legs were dangling, and held his forehead again with heartache. Did it sneak out?He could only sigh and carry him out.