In a child's growth history, there are several crucial turning points - turning over, walking, and speaking.
Finally, Leng Changxi also ushered in these turning points.
After struggling for more than a year, she was finally able to get rid of the embarrassment of "Yi Yi Ya Ya". Looking back on the year she had gone through, it was not easy to say that it was not easy. She had to express her wishes every day, and anything that did not suit her mind
I can't help crying. Although I have a caring little husband who keeps me from shouting hoarse, my throat is still uncomfortable after all. From this point of view, being a child is not easy!
Early that morning, the young husband was still full of energy, working hard under Master Leng's iron-blooded policy and wielding a machete. His naked body was well-proportioned and covered with sweat, sparkling under the blazing sun. Leng Changxi was
Lying on the small crib beside him, he was openly drooling and sighed secretly: This is how he is at such a young age. If it takes another ten or eight years, wouldn't he be able to fascinate all living beings?
Ever since Leng Changxi developed a good habit of tossing people when she didn't see her husband when she got up, the husband took out a small rocking bed that she had not used for a long time. Before getting up every morning to practice martial arts, he would move the bed with her into the hospital.
Seeing such special treatment, Master Leng shook his head and muttered: "This girl must be spoiled by you! It's over, it's over!"
Every time he heard this, the little husband would look at her and say with a smile: "Spoil her as much as you want! Anyway, there is only one little baby in this life."
Leng Changxi blinked her eyes in the small rocking bed, looking at the back of her little husband, immersed in some kind of sexual state alone, so she got carried away with herself, and unconsciously let out a sigh of "Wow——".
Although the voice is too low, people who practice martial arts must have sharp ears and eyesight. Because the pronunciation is too standard, the shock caused is quite big.
"Yuan'er, did you hear that? Xiaobao seems to have spoken!" Master Leng looked at the young husband with excitement.
Then he rushed to Leng Changxi with a quick stride, happily picked her up from the crib and pressed her directly against his sweaty body.
She was not happy about this. She kicked her father with a grunt and looked at her little husband as if asking for help. But Master Leng still pretended that he was playing with him, and laughed happily.
He kept shouting, "Little Bao'er, call me daddy, daddy, daddy..."
Leng Changxi struggled for a long time and didn't cry out. She just watched her little husband dry himself calmly and walk towards her with a smile.
Leng Changxi excitedly kicked her father in the stomach and stretched out her two little arms. Then, in the eyes of her father who hated the iron, she fell firmly into the arms of her little husband and was safe.
"I really don't understand, is this baby of yours born to me or him?" Mr. Leng pinched her face angrily, his eyes full of sorrow.
"Uncle Leng, you are covered in sweat and you haven't wiped it off yet. Little Bao'er loves to be clean, so he won't be happy with it." The little Xianggong smiled and comforted his father.
"She eats everything, I am her father, and she still dislikes me! Huh! I really forgot about my father when I got my husband!" Seeing Master Leng acting like a child, arguing with a child who is not very good at talking, Leng
Chang Xi was happy.
"Master, she is just a child. How old is she? If you are so serious with her, do you think you have become a child?" Mrs. Leng's voice sounded from far to near, expressing Leng Changxi's innermost feelings.
After practicing martial arts every day, Mrs. Leng would always feed Master Leng and her young husband with cakes made by herself. As soon as she walked in today, she heard Master Leng's remarks, and she felt happy.
"Madam, you don't know something. This little thing just jumped out of her mouth and I was so excited that I hugged her before I even had time to wipe off the sweat on my body. Who knew that she was not happy and insisted on being hugged by Yuan'er? You
Isn’t it eating the inside out?”
Master Leng complained with great grievance, but Mrs. Leng just glanced at him and said: "Yuan'er is one of our own, how can you eat the inside and outside of the child? Of course she won't be happy if you are covered in stinky sweat and holding the child!" After saying this, Mrs. Leng did not agree.
Looking at Master Leng again, he turned around and said cheerfully: "Xiaobao is indeed old enough to speak. Come and give me a hug!"
"Aunt Leng, I guess little Bao'er saw us practicing martial arts so much that he just said 'wow' in the crib." The young husband handed Leng Changxi into Mrs. Leng's arms, playing with her and pampering her at the same time.
Drowning.
"Our little treasure, please speak up, hehe, little treasure, call me mother, mother, mother..." Mrs. Leng held Leng Changxi in her arms and taught her over and over again. Leng Changxi thought for a long time, then turned to look at the quilt.
Dad, who was defeated in just a few words, decided to find a big tree to enjoy the shade and give in first. Then, she slowly spoke and made her sluggish sound: "Mom..."
Master Leng’s face darkened…
That day, everyone in the mansion was happy to reward everyone and add food to the meal.
Master Leng's face has been dark for several days...