Chang Mian squinted his eyes, staring at her expression to judge the authenticity of her words, and then hummed softly: "It's just because I'm not with him that he develops some bad habits. If I don't discipline him more now, what will happen to him in the future?"
Bad habits will stay with him for life."
"You mean I don't know how to educate my children? I think it's obvious that you took it out on your children when you didn't take it out on yourself so early in the morning."
"Little Cheche just told me that he just called his uncle early in the morning, and then you got angry at him. Are you on those days of the month?"
Although a man does not have an aunt, there are always a few days every month when his temper is particularly bad and he is in a particularly irritable mood. Chang Chang knows this, so he instinctively pushes back.
The look in Chang Mian's black eyes suddenly changed, and his face was suddenly covered with gloom. A terrifying sharpness climbed up to his eyebrows, and his whole expression was like the moment of an approaching storm.
However, he soon suppressed his emotions again.
After trying to adjust herself, Chang Shang was already sitting at the dinner table with Che'er in her arms.
He walked over.
"Shang Shang, I need to talk to you about the education of my children."
"Don't talk about it." Chang Shang said word by word without raising her head, "We will talk about it when you don't lose your temper with your child for no reason."
Little Cheche didn't say a word the whole time, just enjoying her mother's care. She didn't dare to raise her head when she saw her father, and opened her mouth, waiting for her mother to put the porridge into his mouth.
In fact, I still feel aggrieved.
Although he just lied, his father was really angry with him for no reason.
His big eyes rolled around and he shrunk his neck. Chang Shang immediately comforted him: "Che'er, don't be afraid."
Chang Mian was annoyed, but didn't want to quarrel with her. He suppressed his temper, grabbed his coat and walked out. After leaving the door, he felt something was wrong, so he immediately called Leng Heng. His temper cooled down while waiting for the call to be connected.
"Go to St. Petersburg and find out how Chang Shang lived during the two years he left. Did anything special happen?"
Time always passes very quickly.
Xin Xin'er worked hard for half a year and finally regained her health.
Today is the wedding day for her and Huang Changyun. The wedding was held in Beijing. Changshang had been busy for her parents' wedding for half a month. Only then did she realize how tiring it was to prepare for the wedding.
Li Xiang appeared at the wedding scene in a formal suit, with his elderly grandmother supporting him.
To be honest, he was opposed to his aunt's marriage. No matter what, his father's death was ultimately related to a son of the Huang family.
It's just that his grandma has instilled in him the idea of "it's time to retaliate" since he was a child. He didn't want to spoil the fun, so he finally accompanied his grandma to the wedding venue.
The wedding has not officially started yet, and the lawn at the entire wedding venue is decorated in a romantic and romantic way.
A little child crawled towards him. Little Cheche opened his arms and was hugged by him.
"Che'er, do you miss your uncle?"
"Shh..." Little Cheche made a shushing gesture and whispered into his ear: "Che'er likes uncle, but uncle can't tell daddy."
"Oh?" With a questioning tone, Li Xiang tugged at the corner of his mouth with a faint smile: "Why?"
Little Cheche looked around to make sure her father was not nearby, then leaned into Li Xiang's ear and continued: "Dad doesn't like Che'er being close to uncle. It's strange. Did uncle do anything to make dad angry?"