moonlight lure

Ji Yanchen's eyebrows narrowed slightly when he heard this, and Song Chuchen's tone was a little anxious: "That's because I was angry at the time!"

Ji Li glanced up, unchanged in response to all changes:

"Your ears are moving."

"I……"

Song Chuchen was speechless for a moment, because he himself felt the cat's ears turning furry on his head.

The corners of his mouth were depressed, and his expression was a little aggrieved, as if he was about to cry. Sister Fairy quickly comforted him softly: "It's because you weren't really angry with Dad at that time, right?"

Song Chuchen was silent for a moment and nodded.

The fairy asked again: "Is dad usually strict with you?"

Ji Yanchen silently stared at the screen in front of him, his lower lip slightly pursed.

Song Chuchen thought for a while and said, "When I make a mistake,

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"Then are you afraid of Dad?"

"Be afraid when you do something wrong."

"Are you more afraid of dad or mom?"

Song Shiwei glanced at the silent person beside her and teased in a low voice: "It should be you, I haven't beaten him."

Ji Yanchen nodded, but after a moment of hesitation, the little person on the screen unexpectedly answered: "Mom."

Both of them were a little surprised, "Why mom?"

Song Chuchen said seriously: "Dad will beat me when he's angry, but mom will cry when she's angry."

Song Shiwei was quite surprised by this answer. She almost forgot that there was such a thing.

About two years ago, the nanny that their family had hired since birth suddenly resigned. They could not find a suitable replacement for a while, so they had to send the child to care during the day, and the two took turns during the break.

One weekend, Ji Yanchen was not at home. Children at this stage are at their most energetic. She took care of the two children all day long. She was so tired and upset that she finally coaxed her sister, who had a low-grade fever and was particularly clingy, to sleep. , carried his brother into the kitchen to get himself something to eat, so he put him on the table and turned around to open the refrigerator. He smashed the glass kettle on the table, and then he was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Song Shiwei was afraid that his crying would attract her sister, so she rushed over to comfort him and accidentally stepped on the broken glass.

That day was the most embarrassing and collapsed time in her memory as a mother. By the time she was tired and coaxed the two crying children to calm down, the bleeding wounds at her feet had solidified.

She went back to the bedroom and took off her socks, and when she reluctantly picked out the broken glass with tweezers, she suddenly regretted why she had decided to keep the two of them in the first place. If they hadn't been dragging her down, she would have been enjoying a bath and watching a movie at the moment. What exactly did she get? Is she really ready to be a mother?

The more she thought about it, the more she regretted it, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. Finally, she couldn't help crying, but she didn't dare to make a sound. She sat on the edge of the bed with her back to the bedroom door and cried quietly for a long time. She felt vaguely I felt a weak force gently tugging on my sleeve.

She sniffed and turned back. Song Chuchen climbed onto the bed at some point. He raised his little face and looked at her. The tears on his face were still sticky, and he clumsily wiped her tears with his little fleshy hands.

Song Shiwei was in a bad mood and couldn't put on a good face, so she raised her hand and pushed him away.

She didn't use much force, but this action was obviously a very serious rejection in the eyes of the child.

Song Chuchen was obviously panicked. He crawled into her arms with all four limbs. Tears fell down. His speech was not very clear, and he cried with grievance and fear: "Mom, don't be angry... Mom, please pay attention to me..."

Song Shiwei looked at the two children who had grown up well on the screen and felt a little emotional.

This is just one of many incidents in their parenting career. Every day is an unknown test for them as parents. Although there was irritability, regret and pain at that moment, other things soon followed. Keep going.

When she recalled that time later, she only remembered being tired, and she was not so impressed by these specific events. She didn't expect that such a young child could remember them so clearly.

The teammates next to him heard this for the first time and asked in surprise: "When did it happen? Did the little bastard make you cry in anger?"

Song Shiwei frowned and raised the end of her lips: "He is a little brat, who are you?"

Ji Yanchen said boldly: "I am your favorite handsome husband."

Song Shiwei turned away and shouted in disgust. He grabbed her wrist and asked, "When did it happen?" She said perfunctorily, "I can't remember clearly either."

He was reluctant: "Why didn't you tell me then?

I? "

She said helplessly: "Your son has apologized to me.

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Ji Yanchen was very dissatisfied with her indifferent attitude: "Just spoil him."

After a pause, he quoted scriptures with a straight face, "A loving mother often loses her son."

Song Shiwei laughed: "Otherwise? Are you going to beat him up to make up for it?"

Ji Yanchen snorted coldly, and the fairy on the other side asked: "Compared with being beaten by your father, you are more afraid of seeing your mother cry, right?"

Song Chuchen nodded without hesitation.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

He shook his head, with a pure and heart-warming smile: "It hurt a little from dad's beating, but the pain will be gone after a while."

Song Shiwei's heart softened instantly, and Ji Li on the side interrupted the warm atmosphere with a faint voice: "Dad has never hit me, so he likes me more."

Song Chuchen was once again agitated by her, and her voice that had just calmed down rose again: "Hitting is pain and scolding, but love, you understand? Otherwise, why does mom always hit dad!"

The two couldn't help covering their faces and laughing. Ji Yanchen cleared his throat, suppressed his smile and solemnly declared: "You can no longer domestically abuse me, affecting my dignity as a father."

Ji Li also paused for a moment. She really couldn't refute this logic. Song Chuchen took advantage of the victory and asked triumphantly: "I can play football and fly with my dad, can you?"

Ji Yanchen looked at the screen with a smile. His daughter's silent pursed lips looked very much like her mother's.

Song Chuchen rarely gained the upper hand in arguments with his sister. The more he argued, the more he became more and more arrogant: "We can still take a bath together! Can you?"

Song Shiwei laughed so hard that her shoulders shook, and Song Chuchen continued to say strongly: "I am dad's best friend!"

Ji Li saw him being led into the ditch, but she still struggled: "Boys and girls can't bathe together. This is common sense."

Song Chuchen raised his chin proudly: "Then mom gave me a bath, did dad give you a bath?"

Ji Li was choked again and was speechless, with a rare hesitation in his expression.

The two people outside the court were deeply impressed by this young logical genius and discussed in low voices: "It seems that your son's brain can still be saved."

"Do you want to stop? Your daughter seems to have been bypassed.

went. "

"No, if she doesn't let her refute it, I think she will be even more unable to come out."

Seeing that he had achieved a staged victory, Song Chuchen's expression was unflattering: "That's why both father and mother like me more!"

Ji Li remained silent, not knowing whether he didn't care or was preparing a big move. The staff on the side quickly smoothed things over: "You two are twins. Your parents must love you equally."

But the two children obviously disagreed with this view. Song Chuchen said disdainfully: "My godmother said that they only wanted one child, and it must be me."

He pointed at his sister and said like a grown-up, "It's you who took advantage of me."

Song Shiwei helplessly rubbed her cheek that hurt from laughing, knowing that Yao Jiajia's original words were definitely not like this. This kid's personality was that he never lied, but he was proficient in taking quotes out of context.

Ji Li responded calmly: "My godmother said that if we weren't twins, they wouldn't have kept us."

She leaned forward and stared at her brother's face and said solemnly, "I saved your life."