"Xiaohan has been around for more than three weeks. He will be old enough to go to kindergarten after the summer vacation. How can he enter kindergarten in such a state?"
"I don't plan to let him go to school." Feng Siye said, "Please hire a tutor to teach him at home."
"..."
Jiang Li was silent, "But he can't make friends at home."
"He won't make friends in kindergarten either."
"..."
Jiang Li sighed heavily.
She also discovered that sometimes after dinner, she would take her parents and children for a walk downstairs. There was a fitness venue in the community with a lot of fitness equipment suitable for children, as well as slides.
There were many people on the venue.
But except for Yangyang and Tangtang, Xiaohan didn't play with other children at all.
Sometimes Yangyang and Tangtang went crazy when playing, and sometimes she couldn't take care of him, so he would just watch silently. Every time she saw the little guy like that, she couldn't help but feel bad.
Feng Siye is right.
In Xiaohan's current state, even if he is sent to kindergarten, he will not play with the children. On the contrary, he cannot speak and is introverted, and may even be bullied by the tough children.
Jiang Li fell silent.
After a while, she asked Feng Siye, "Why is he unwilling to receive treatment?"
"have no idea."
"..."
"He doesn't want to say."
Jiang Li thought for a while, "I want to try to do some ideological work on him and let him receive treatment, but I don't know if he will listen to me."
"You can try."
"Um."
With Tangtang by his side, the little guy's anorexia has improved a lot. Although he still doesn't eat much now, at least he eats at every meal. Such a change was something Feng Siye couldn't even imagine before.
It worked.
Perhaps because of the triplets, Xiaohan's taste is similar to that of Yangyang Tangtang, and he is a very easy-to-raise child.
During the meal, Mother Jiang asked Feng Siye.
"Xiaoye, where is Jiuci's kid? Why hasn't he come to your house for dinner recently?"
"..."
Perhaps because of being stimulated by him and Jiang Li, Jiu Ci was in love with her recently. After get off work, she went to Shiyi to have a drink with her friends and have fun, trying to have an affair.
Of course, Feng Siye couldn't say that he went out to hunt for women, so he put it another way, "He's been meeting girls recently."
"Are you in love?"
"Um."
"Jiuci is not young anymore. It's really time to find a partner." Mother Jiang then remembered to ask Feng Siye, "By the way, Xiaoye, how old are you this year?"
"Twenty-nine."
"Twenty-nine, five years older than Nannan, I really can't tell."
Feng Siye was just about to say that he usually took good care of himself when he heard Mother Jiang continue, "You usually wear a black suit and have a calm temperament. Your uncle and I always thought that you were at least seven or eight years older than my daughter."
"..."
Feng Siye's action of peeling shrimps suddenly stopped.
he……
Does he look that old?
Feng Siye put the peeled shrimp tails on Jiang Li's dinner plate and couldn't help turning her head to glance at Jiang Li. After she got home from get off work, she took a shower and put on a simple and comfortable white T-shirt and a black one. Drapey black trousers.
In order to facilitate cooking, her hair was tied into a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead and beautiful facial features. Her face was small, the size of a palm, and her skin was very white. Her innocent eyes made her look like a fresh and clean college student, completely
Not like a mother of three.
And he...
He looked down at himself.
The eternal white shirt and black trousers...
His clothes are barely passable, but his hair is combed meticulously and fixed with hairspray... he should look quite rigid and old.
If he stands with Jiang Li in this image, others won't say that he is an old cow eating young grass, right?
Mother Jiang didn't know that her casual words had successfully aroused Feng Siye's appearance anxiety.
After meal.
Jiang's mother pushed Jiang's father to go for a walk downstairs.
Feng Siye thought for a while and planned to go back next door to change clothes.
He returned to the master bedroom and opened the cabinet. He saw that the cabinet was all black suits, white shirts, and black suit pants... The only thing different in color from these clothes was two sets of identical silver pajamas.
"..."
Feng Si was emo at night.
He decisively went to Feng Jiuci's bedroom and opened Feng Jiuci's wardrobe. The wardrobe was as colorful as a garden. Feng Siye was almost blinded by the flash. He felt a little disgusted. It was normal for him to pick a set from the wardrobe.
He chose a pair of gray short-sleeved shirts and a pair of black shorts. He went to the bathroom of the master bedroom to take a shower and change into them.
Fortunately, both of them are clothes hangers, so their clothes fit them well.
Feng Siye blew his hair dry and let the strands of hair hang down from his forehead. He looked at himself in the mirror.
Um.
Looks much younger.
I'm just not used to wearing this kind of clothes, with my arms and legs exposed, so I'm a little uncomfortable with it.
After cleaning himself up, he went back next door.
When he arrived next door, Jiang Li was squatting on the balcony talking to Xiaohan. She held the little guy's shoulder and said, "Xiaohan, can Mommy ask you something?"
The little guy nodded.
"Why don't you want to speak?"
"..."
The little guy's face tensed up instantly. He seemed to have thought of something bad and his little body was shaking slightly. Jiang Li quickly hugged him to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mommy is here and she will protect you."
,won’t let anyone hurt you?”
The little guy hugged her neck and finally stopped shaking under her soft comfort.
When he calmed down completely, Jiang Li put him on his lap and sat down.
She pinched his little face and said, "My Xiaohan is so handsome. If he speaks, he must have the most beautiful voice in the world, right?"
The little guy's face turned slightly red and he shyly crawled into her arms.
"Xiaohan, Mommy really wants to hear your voice. Can you... try calling me mom?"
"..."
The little guy raised his head from her arms.
Meeting Jiang Li's encouraging and gentle eyes, he opened his mouth.
Jiang Li's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She encouraged, "Let's give it a try. It doesn't matter if we fail. Come on, follow mom, open your mouth, and shout, mama."
"..."
The little guy imitated her and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
"It's okay, let's take it slow, okay?"
After trying several times, the little guy still couldn't make a sound. His mood instantly became depressed. He took out his cell phone and typed a few words.
【Sorry, Mom.】
Jiang Li felt very distressed and touched his head, "It's Mommy's fault. Mommy shouldn't force you."
Xiaohan, [Mommy, do you really want to hear my voice?]
"Of course I do. I really want to hear Xiaohan call me mom one day."
The little guy looked a little struggling.
Half a day later, he typed another row of words. He pushed the phone in front of Jiang Li with a serious expression, "Xiaohan will work hard to learn what Mommy wants to hear."
"..."
Jiang Li's nose was slightly sour.
She held the little guy in her arms. He must have been an angel who came to repay his kindness. Otherwise, how could he be so sensible and so sensible that it makes people feel heartbroken.
It was at this time that Feng Siye came to the balcony.
Jiang Li didn't pay attention at first, until a shadow enveloped her eyes. When she raised her head, she saw Feng Siye and his strange clothes.