"Dad, next time you can't leave me with your mother-in-law for so long, otherwise I will be sad." Qin Shuo pursed her lips as she spoke, about to cry again.
Qin Yichuan told him to shut up directly and seriously: "Don't cry."
Feng Wu warned, looking at him, how many times had he told him, even if he had to train him from an early age, he was still a father, and the child was still so young, so why should he be so strict?
Qin Yichuan saw his wife's warning look, looked at his tearful son, and added dryly: "A man doesn't shed tears easily. When I was three years old, I could eat and sleep alone."
Already."
Every time Qin Yichuan said something, Qin Shuo had a reason to refute: "No, uncle said Shuo'er is everyone's treasure."
"Yes, Shuo'er is the treasure of father and mother." Feng Wu quickly walked over and touched his head.
I was afraid that the next second he would act serious and unsmiling, his father would say something shocking and leave a psychological shadow on the child.
Qin Shuo stretched out his finger: "Hang yourself with a hook and you won't be able to change it for a hundred years."
"Okay, hang yourself with a hook and it won't change for a hundred years."
At night, Feng Wu rushed Qin Yichuan directly to the study, and he fell asleep soundly with his son in his arms.
Qin Yichuan directly followed his shameless spirit and climbed through the window into his wife's room under the watchful eyes of the secret guards.
Everyone has become accustomed to it. Every time the wife gets angry, she rushes the master to the study, and when the wife is asleep, the master quietly goes back.
Looking at the big and small children on the bed, the tenderness in Qin Yichuan's eyes has not changed.
Gently touching Qin Shuo's chubby little face, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then he carefully got on the bed and held one and the other in his arms.
Only in this way will the heart be filled and the home will be complete.
Early the next morning, Qin Shuo woke up and found that her father and mother were both there. She covered her mouth and smiled, coveting the tenderness at this moment.
"Really? You're not lying, are you?" Feng Wu asked in disbelief when Qin Yichuan said this.
"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to my wife?"
Qin Yichuan said seriously.
Feng Wu just snorted coldly: "You didn't lie to me, are you sure?"
"That was all in the past."
"Why did you suddenly think of taking Shuo'er with you to teach him personally? Didn't you say that he was surrounded by famous scholars?
Don’t you need his personal guidance as a father?”
Qin Yichuan will never admit such words as going back on his word, even if it comes from his own mouth.
"I thought about it, Shuo'er is indeed too young now, it would be better for us to take her with her."
"Okay, you are the father of the child, so you can do whatever you want?" Feng Wu did not expose him.
When someone climbed through the window and entered the room in the middle of the night last night, she looked at the tenderness on her son's face and pretended not to see it.
"In that case, let's pack up and go back to Feng Country to stay for a while." Feng Wu's original plan was to wait for Shuo'er to finish her studies and take her back with her.
Since there is no need to go there now, let’s go directly there.
After the family of three packed their luggage and set off, Qin Shuai hurried over and found that no one was there.
"This Qin Yichuan really pissed me off. He found so many troubles for me, and then he just patted his ass and left."
Qin Shuai thought about the recent events in Liangzhou City, and his teeth itched with hatred: "You two just left, why did you take my nephew away?"
But no matter how much he yelled, no one could hear him anymore.