Xiao Ling's eyes lit up when he drank the porridge. He had never tasted such delicious porridge.
In fact, the porridge was still the same porridge, with the same recipe and the same chef, but it was fed by Ye Feifei. Xiao Ling automatically brought in the sweetness and found it delicious.
At the same time, the little bun who was lying by the door and peeking was unhappy. He stamped his feet and walked to the first floor angrily.
"Eh? Honey, who made you angry?" He Ze, who had just finished explaining the housekeeper, saw the anger on the little bun's face and surrounded him with a smile.
Little Baozi was so angry that his teeth itched. He clenched his little fists and said, "Daddy is too insidious, Daddy is too cunning!"
He Ze: "Although I feel the same way, I still want to ask why you suddenly said that."
Little Baozi curled his lips, tears welling up in his eyes, and pointed to the second floor unwillingly, "Daddy is using a trick on his own! Daddy coaxes Mummy to feed him food, and even feeds him himself! Even babies don't get such treatment! No!
Happy, I hate daddy!"
When He Ze heard this, he almost rolled on the ground with laughter. He thought it was something big. It turned out that the little bun was jealous!
Hahaha, this father and son are naturally jealous, so funny.
"Uncle He Ze, please heal Daddy's injury quickly. Baby, don't let Daddy take over mommy! Mommy is mine, not his!" Little Baozi said with burning jealousy in his big eyes.
He Ze held up his forehead, it was so difficult, he felt so tired, such a difficult father and son to serve! But...as Xiao Ling's good brother, he seemed to have the obligation to explain the importance of this matter to the little bun.
"Baby, Uncle He Ze can heal your daddy's injury at any time, but... your daddy will lose the opportunity to be alone with your mommy."
The little bun puffed up his cheeks and said, "Huh, I don't want to get along with dad, I just want to spend time with my baby."
"Baby, have you ever thought about your mommy and your daddy getting married?" He Ze asked.
The little bun nodded, of course he had thought about it.
He Ze continued: "Since my dear, you have thought about this question, uncle asks you, if your mommy is always with you, how can she marry your dad?"
The little bun was stunned and his big eyes turned around a few times. Yes, it seemed like he should compete with his dad.
"Right, you figured it out, right? Baby, remember, if you want to be with mommy forever, you must unconditionally support your dad. Let them spend more time alone, maybe... you will have a younger brother or younger sister.
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Brother or sister?
He Ze's words opened up a new world to Little Baozi. Yes, he also wanted younger brothers and sisters.
"Uncle He Ze, will daddy and mommy really give birth to younger siblings for me?"
He Ze squinted his eyes, touched his chin with his hand, and after thinking carefully, he said firmly: "Well, if my calculation is correct, they will definitely be able to do it."
After hearing this, Little Baozi shrugged, spread his hands, and compromised: "Okay, for the sake of my younger brothers and sisters, I won't argue with my father. Hum, he must give birth to my younger brothers and sisters, otherwise..."
He Ze looked at the little bun and suddenly had an illusion. The little guy meant that if he couldn't give birth to younger siblings, he wouldn't mind changing his father.
He Ze's feeling was correct. Later, Xiao Baozi and the two elders of the Xiao family proved with actions that the second child was more important than Xiao Ling. They used practical actions to trick Xiao Ling to death.
The two people upstairs had eaten and drank enough, and the next thing they had to face was Xiao Ling changing clothes.
Of course Ye Feifei refused, so after packing her things, she jumped out of the room and waved to He Ze on the first floor, "Brother He, please come up and help me."