In the past few months, the child seems to have grown taller, grown up, and become a little more sensible.
Yin Siqi came over with a model in his hand and talked to me very obediently, but there was a coldness unique to the Yin family in his tone, which would frighten people who were not familiar with it:
"Mom, my dear baby Siqi misses her mother."
Oh, I’m busy and my mother coaxed him:
"I'm a little busy at the end of the year. As long as my mother takes time, she can visit Baby Siqi."[
Sweat, I don’t know how many times I’ve said this to you, but it really has no credibility;
After thinking about it, I decided to throw away this kind of adult-like and untrustworthy entertainment. I quickly added:
"How about asking Uncle Tan to take you back during the Chinese New Year?"
"good!"
Yin Siqi immediately threw away the things in his hands and held the TV to let me hold it. Xiaojun's face turned red with excitement, like this
My nose was a little sour, and suddenly I felt a little funny.
If he didn't have a good mother, maybe he would give up this excitement from now on, and then meet the first woman who makes him feel tender.
So, should I be nicer to him and let him maintain his innocence?
Or should we treat him badly, let him grow up quickly, and then be lost to a woman or girl who may not really like him?
I may be lucky, after all, Yin Yijie
After all, you have never failed me in any way
"Mom, are you unhappy? Brother Jiejie, is someone bullying mom?"
Jie Jie walked in front of the camera, and Yin Siqi asked Jie Jie with a stern face like a very busy and mafia boss.
"Woof!"
Jie Jie denied that there are only three of us here, a family of four and a family of four. No one bullies me.
Yin Yijie looked at me from the side, came over to kiss my temples, and coaxed his son in a good-tempered way:
"Mom is fine. She has been tired recently and feels a little uncomfortable.
Siqi, please be obedient and ask your uncle to bring you back in a few days, okay?"
Yin Siqi pouted her little mouth and puffed out her cheeks, as if she was unhappy that his father kissed me but not him?[
His little face was a little wilted, but it wasn’t until he saw the look in my eyes that he steeled himself to talk to me...