"I'm afraid it's you who loses. Are you going to cheat on me and cry?" Shengsheng absolutely despises the past.
Zunzun raised his hands and said: "Let's compete. Who is afraid of whom? Humph, don't cry when the time comes. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you lose, you will be my horse." Ah.
La la, I got another idiom right, and it really has unlimited potential. Praise yourself again.
Zunzun said to Gu Shaocheng: "Dad, I want to compete with Shengsheng and make him cry!"
Gu Shaocheng thought about it for a moment. This was indeed a good idea to motivate the two children. Although he was not keen on such a competition in his heart, he finally said with finality: "Okay, Holy Saint, I still have five hundred, take a time every year, you guys
Let’s have a comprehensive competition. If you win, I will give you the rewards you want. If you lose, I will punish you, you know?”
"Know!"
"Know!"
"Know!"
The three little guys nodded in unison, and even secretly argued with each other. They must not lose, because losing would be embarrassing.
Putting the topic aside, I had a very happy Christmas Eve.
After dinner, it actually snowed outside. Shengsheng was very happy. He thought it would not snow today, but unfortunately he couldn't make a snowman because the snow was not thick enough.
"Dad, are there any gifts for Christmas?" Zunzun ran to Gu Shaocheng, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Gu Shaocheng touched his head: "Santa Claus will stuff gifts into your socks tomorrow morning. When you go to bed at night, remember to put the socks on the bedside."
Shengsheng pressed to remember what Dad said, but in two hours, he will be sent away. Will he really have a gift when he wakes up tomorrow morning?
Zunzun clapped his hands: "Great, I have to prepare two socks, and Santa Claus will give me two gifts, right?"
Chenxing pulled Shengsheng to the side and held her youngest son in her arms. She was still reluctant to let go. She really didn't want her son to leave her side. Seeing that he had become thinner and darker, she felt terribly sad.
"Shengsheng, your dad promised me to come and spend a day with you every month. Whatever Shengsheng wants to eat, mommy will bring it to you next time." She felt that Shaocheng was too much. She wanted to do it every week.
They were able to see their precious son, but in the end they only managed to see them once a month.
She knew that Shaocheng had his own difficulties. Just because he became the president didn't mean that he could do whatever he wanted. There were many eyes staring at him, but Chenxing just felt that once a month was too little. She didn't want her son to leave her side at all.
.
Shengsheng held Chenxing's face in a sensible manner, and his voice was tender but firm, without any regrets.
"Mommy, don't be sad, I will take good care of myself."
"And Mommy, I came here on my own initiative. I think this place can help me grow. I want to be a strong man like Dad. This place can help me realize my dream. So don't worry, Mommy. Holy Saint
I don’t blame Dad at all.”
Chenxing grabbed Shengsheng's hand, wrapped it and warmed it: "Really, do you really not regret it?"
"Daddy is in trouble. We have to share the joys and sorrows with him, right? Mommy, I don't want to come here alone, so I would rather come by myself. I really don't regret it. Mommy, don't worry, you see
Isn’t Shengsheng a good person?”
"I'm getting better. I'm darker and I've lost weight."
Shengsheng hugged Chenxing and kissed her again: "Mommy, didn't Dad say that loving mothers often lose their sons? Just let me experience it."
"But you are only five years old. What experience do you have at the age of five?" A five-year-old child is so sensible. She doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. She feels so distressed.
Shengsheng gave a rare grin and said in a rare naughty way: "This is called winning at the starting line, Mommy."