Si Mobai put down the digestion soup and listened to Abao's words again, "Then what you mean, dad will cook something delicious for you."
"That's not true, you are our father.\ After hearing this, Si Mobai sighed with satisfaction, "That's pretty much it."
"Daddy's role is not only to be a husband, but also to be a personal bodyguard, a follower, and..."
"Si Mutian" Si Mobai gritted his teeth and shouted, is this the only role he has as a father?
Upon hearing the roar, Abao shrank his neck, then threw himself into Feng Tianlan's arms, blinked his eyes, and complained aggrievedly, "Mom, daddy is yelling at me, please make him kneel on the washboard."
"Uh" Feng Tianlan was stunned.
Abao was so young, how could he have heard of kneeling on the washboard?
Abao climbed onto Feng Tianlan's lap and hugged her neck, "Abao is much more powerful than dad."
"Hmm, how strong he is."
Feng Tianlan looked at Si Mobai, whose face turned dark.
He looked like he was about to pick up Ah Bao.
Abao didn't notice that Si Mobai was transforming into a vinegar bucket.
He put his arms around Feng Tianlan's neck and said in a sweet voice, "Abao knows a lot.
It's cold.
He can warm my mother's bed." , and the body is soft and fragrant, and can be used as a pillow for my mother, and A Bao is a pistachio, which can make my mother happy."
"Drink the digestion soup quickly."
Si Mobai reached out and grabbed Abao's clothes and picked him up.
"It's bitter, can you not drink it?"
Abao raised his eyes and looked at Si Mobai pitifully and cutely.
"Okay, I'll just wait until you become fat, so ugly that you won't have a wife."
"Drink" Abao held up the digestion soup in his little hands, then closed his eyes and drank it with great difficulty as if he was about to drink poison.
Feng Tianlan looked at the way the father and son got along.
The haze of these days and her hesitation had all dissipated.
No matter what, being with them is her biggest wish in her life.
"Go and copy ten copybooks, and then recognize a hundred characters."
Si Mobai took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Abao's mouth, "Daddy will do a spot check later."
As soon as he heard this, Po's chubby little face suddenly became bitter.
"Dad, Po is still a three-year-old child.
Don't expect your child to become a dragon.
What should you do if it becomes an adult?"
"I don't want to protect my mother anymore."
Si Mobai raised his eyebrows slightly.
Upon hearing this, Abao immediately got off the chair obediently, "Okay, Abao will go now."
Feng Tianlan watched Abao obediently walk to the desk, and even took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone specially designed for children.
She looked very skillful.
She couldn't bear it.
She looked up at Si Mobai and said, "Abao is still young, so he doesn't need to learn."
So fast."
"Recognize the words when they need to be recognized, and write when they need to be written.
It will help temper his temperament.
Children can be pampered, but they cannot be spoiled."
Si Mobai said calmly and seriously.
Feng Tianlan hummed, "What Mo Bai said is true.
It's just that I didn't grow up with A Bao, so I inevitably want to pamper him.
I will change in the future."
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"That's not necessary.
As the saying goes, it's good to be a loving mother and a strict father."
Si Mobai lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Tianlan, "You have to go out for a walk."
"No, just stay in the yard."
Feng Tianlan glanced at Abao who was writing seriously.
He was no longer distracted and didn't want to disturb him here.
Si Mobai took the cloak, put it on her, and put another one on her legs before pushing her out.
He was still gentle and still took care of her in every way
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