"If you're too tired, don't go to the company today and take a rest." Mrs. Nie also suggested.
"I'm not tired. I just woke up and I'm not energetic. I've regained my energy after breakfast, so there's no need to worry at all." Nie Chuchu smiled and turned to tease her little nephew who was full of energy just after waking up.
"Xiao Tingting, don't you think so?"
Nie Ting was sitting in the baby's seat, holding his little bottle in his hand and drinking from it.
Hearing this, he finished his drink first, then raised his head and corrected seriously: "Auntie, don't call me Xiao Tingting."
"Why?"
"My sister said that it's called a girl, and I'm a boy."
This little guy is not only extremely smart, but he is also as big as a brat, but he also has an even more cute side.
At this time, he said this seriously. Everyone at the dinner table was stunned for a moment, and he himself was stunned for a moment. Then he turned to his father uncertainly, "Dad, am I a boy?"
Nie Chuhang was reading the newspaper. He almost choked, "Of course, who said you are a girl? Don't lie."
Nie Ting turned to look at his aunt again, "So you can't call me Xiao Tingting."
Nie Chuchu was completely amused, and the gloomy mood from last night to now also disappeared.
"Oh, my Nie Ting is so funny. Who did you learn this from? How old are you—"
"I am three years old this year."
"I'm nine years old this year!" Lucky said immediately from behind.
A home with children is full of laughter and laughter. Nie Chuhang and his wife have been living in Nie's house since they gave birth to their second child. For this reason, the family lives together and becomes more and more harmonious.
Nie Chuchu simply ate something, teased Nie Ting for a while, and then planned to go to the company.
Old Mrs. Nie suddenly stopped her, "Chuchu, there is a dinner party at noon. Please make time and come to Rosemary for dinner then."
"What kind of dinner is it?"
"Just a meal."
"oh."
Nie Chuchu didn't think much, nodded and left.
Nie Chuhang also finished eating. He hugged his son and kissed him, then looked at his daughter, "Baby, it's time to go to school."
"Okay, Dad!"
Except for weekends, this time every day is the time when parents send their sister to school together. Nie Ting is very envious of this.
"Mom, I also want to go to school." He asked in a sweet voice.
"Xiao Ting wants to go to school so much? When you grow up a little, your father and mother will send you there."
"I'm going today!"
"Be good, grandma and grandma will play with you at home." Su Yutong coaxed her son. In fact, Nie Ting's genius had already been revealed when he was a few months old.
Considering that he is currently less than three years old, he can learn some things taught at home very quickly.
In short, this son will be sent to school in the future, so there is absolutely no need to worry about his studies.
But this son’s temper is not known to follow anyone, he is very stubborn and very stubborn.
At this time, the little guy screamed: "I want to go to school! I want to go to school! Go to school!"
"Okay, okay, stop yelling. Going to school is boring," Su Yutong hugged him out, "Xiao Ting, do you know that during class, you have to sit there for an hour without moving. Can you promise not to move for an hour?"
Do you want to move? You can’t play with your favorite balls, cars, swim, hide and seek with rhubarb, you can’t—”
"But sister..." Nie Ting was a little reluctant. With so many things he couldn't do, school seemed to be no fun.