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"Mom, I'm done with my homework."

Cheng Cheng said.

Since the holiday, Cheng Cheng has started to write holiday homework.

Besides, these assignments are not difficult for him to do.

It took him a few days and he was done.

But Yangyang is not, it's finally a holiday, and it's not just a whole day of play.

So the homework was almost never touched.

Yangyang glanced at Cheng Cheng: "Why, you don't need to be so embarrassed after finishing your homework." ” "Yangyang, it's your fault that you haven't finished writing, why do you have to say that Cheng Cheng is not.

In that case, wait until you're done with your homework before you're allowed to go out."

Gu Huan was really a little angry, and yesterday she and Anne just talked about the problem of her and Bei Mingmo's children's education.

Twenty-four hours later, Yangyang disgraced himself again.

Especially in front of him, how can he hang on his face.

"Mom, just let me go out and play this time, and I'll do my homework when I get back."

Yangyang looked at Gu Huan with pleading eyes.

This trick can be regarded as a tried and tested trick.

Whenever my mother doesn't allow her to do anything, Yangyang will come up with this "killer feature" to achieve her goal.

It's also strange that Gu Huan loves her child, even if she knows in her heart that the final result will definitely backfire, but she will still follow her son's wishes.

Maybe this is also because she often pins her thoughts about Cheng Cheng on Yangyang.

But this time, Yangyang's killer trick seemed to be a little ineffective, and Gu Huan finally insisted that Yangyang could only go out to play after he had done all his homework.

During this time, Bei Mingmo, Annie, Locho, and Xinghuo have been sitting in their seats without expressing any opinions, quietly watching the confrontation between the mother and son.

Of course, there was still no food on the table in front of Bei Mingmo.

Cheng Cheng is an elder brother after all, and his consideration is quite thorough, on the one hand, Yangyang can't go out because of homework problems, and on the other hand, his sister still has a sense of fear for her father for a long time.

He took the initiative to say, "Dad, we won't go out today."

Then he said to Gu Huan: "Mom, I will supervise Yangyang to finish his holiday homework." ” At this time, Gu Huan nodded with satisfaction, and affectionately reached out and rubbed his son's little face: "Good baby, the older you are, the more sensible you are."

Then he changed his face and looked at Yangyang: "Did you see it, Cheng Cheng gave up the opportunity to go out to play to accompany you to do your homework."

If you can have half the effort, I will be relieved. ” Hearing my mother say this, although she is a child, her little face is a little unbearable, what does my mother mean by this, is she disgusted that she is not as good as Cheng Cheng A child's heart is very fragile, even if he is a stubborn child, he will have a fragile side.

Not to mention Yangyang.

He felt that his mother's love for Cheng Cheng had surpassed him now, and she no longer liked herself.

That kind of loss and grievance is like squatting alone in a small corner, surrounded by darkness.

People passed in front of them, but no one noticed them, and at this time, a cold wind blew The more I think about it, the more sad I become, and the more I think about it, the sadder I become.

In the end, Yangyang threw the spoon in his hand into the bowl, jumped out of the chair and ran away.

"Yangyang" Anne wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Gu Huan, who was angry.

"Anne, don't worry about him.

I used to accommodate him all the time, but now he is naughty and willful.

Let him reflect on it alone. ” After saying that, she looked up at her watch, and then hurriedly finished her meal and left the restaurant.

Xing Huo also hurriedly finished eating and went out.

Then I heard the sound of cars outside the door moving farther and farther away.

At this time, Luo Qiao, who had been silent, still spoke, and she said to Cheng Cheng and Jiujiu: "You go to see how Yangyang is doing, your mother is really good, and she doesn't save Yangyang any face." ” What can Cheng Cheng say, isn't it impossible to echo Luo Qiao's words and say two words to his mother.

He could only say: "Aunt Qiaoqiao, my mother said this for his good." ” Then he jumped off the chair, and then helped Jiujiu also get down from the chair: "Dad, Aunt Anne, Aunt Qiaoqiao, let's go see Yangyang."

Then he took his sister's little hand and left.

"Mr.

Beiming, I'm sorry to keep you hungry, I'll make you something to eat."

Anne smiled at Bei Mingmo.

Bei Mingmo waved his hand slightly: "Thank you, no need."

You go take care of Locho.

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With that, he also stood up and left the restaurant unhurriedly.

Seeing that they were all leaving, Anne and Locho both sighed softly: "This family" and then Anne stood up and gently helped Locho back to her room with both hands.

When Cheng Cheng came to the attic with Jiujiu, he saw Yangyang lying on his small bed, his two hands grasping the pillow, burying his little head, and his little body was trembling slightly.

It is not difficult to guess that Yangyang is crying so much now.

Cheng Chenghe came to Yangyang's side for a long time and gently pulled his clothes: "Yangyang, don't be angry with your mother, okay, she is also for your good." ” Yangyang heard Cheng Cheng's words, but he didn't pay attention to these, what he was piling up in his heart at the moment, except for his mother's number, was Cheng Cheng.

He came to persuade himself, how could he listen.

"Brother Yangyang, don't be angry, okay" Cheng Cheng said for a long time, but her strength was very small, and her mother's anger just now scared her, so the voice was not too loud.

Cheng Cheng bowed his head and said to Jiujiu: "Sister, you go and play with Bella for a while, and I will talk to Yangyang." ” After a long time, he looked at Yangyang, who was still lying on the bed, and then nodded obediently.

When his sister left, Cheng Cheng moved a stool and sat on the side of Yangyang's bed: "Yangyang, although what my mother said today was a bit excessive, there was indeed something wrong with you in what you did."

It's been so many days since the holidays, but you've never seen you do your homework except for playing.

If you continue like this, won't all your previous efforts be in vain?

” "I don't need you to teach me a lesson.

Before you showed up, when did my mother say that about me.

You're a genius, I can't compare to you at all."

"Who said Cheng is a genius."

As soon as Yangyang's words fell, the voice of Bei Mingmo came from not far away.

On the stool, "Dad" Cheng Cheng hurriedly stood up.

Bei Mingmo walked to Yangyang's small bed, sat on the stool that Cheng Cheng was sitting on just now, and then pulled Cheng Cheng to his side.

"Yang, Cheng grew up beside me.

He's not a genius, or since I met you, I've found him inferior to you in some ways.

The reason why he has become like this now is because I found him a lot of tutors and tutoring classes at that time.

But now it seems that despite his success, I feel like I almost ruined one of his most precious moments. ” "Dad" Cheng Cheng couldn't believe what he heard just now.

Bei Mingmo continued: "As your father, I have always had the idea that my children must be better than other people's children.

But this makes you more and more unhappy.

In this life, the happiest time is in childhood, this time is carefree.

Speaking of this, Bei Mingmo's mood became a little depressed again: "It's just that my childhood was very" "Dad, what's wrong with you when you were a child" Cheng Cheng felt the emotional change after his father mentioned this.

Even Yangyang stopped his grievances, poked his head out from under the pillow, and looked at Bei Mingmo with crying red eyes.

He felt that it was painful enough to have his mother's dissatisfaction with his studies, the comparison of his twin brothers, and his father's occasional madness Bei Mingmo raised his eyes and looked at his two sons, they really looked too similar to him when he was a child.

Seeing them is like having a conversation with your childhood self.

"You know, Cheng is most like when I was a child, I did my homework well, and I would reassure my father in almost anything.

However, who did I imagine most when I was a child?"

asked the two children.

Cheng Cheng and Yangyang both shook their heads.

"When I was a child, I wanted to be like the ocean.

Being able to play happily and most importantly have mom by your side. ” "Dad, you mean grandma left you when you were young" Cheng Cheng felt a little incredible, how could it be that Dad's experience would be so similar to himself.

"Why" Yangyang couldn't help but ask curiously.

Bei Mingmo didn't want to talk about the unhappy things about his childhood in front of the children: "Don't ask why.

In short, my life as a child was not as good as you imagined, and even worse than you imagined, terrible. ” As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Cheng: "Cheng, there are some things that I wanted to say to you a long time ago, but for a long time, I didn't know how to say it to you."

But now, I think it's time. ” "Daddy, what are you going to say?"

Bei Mingmo had never said anything soft to anyone, and he decided to say it to his son this time: "I apologize for the childhood pain I caused you. ” This sentence really surprised Cheng Cheng and moved him a little, and strings of tears began to drip down: "Dad, in fact, I never blamed you."

And I always knew you were doing it for my own good.

As he spoke, he opened his little hand and hugged his father tightly.

Yangyang couldn't experience such a feeling, he could only be there, watching Cheng Cheng also start sobbing constantly.

However, he was deeply touched by his father's apology to Cheng Cheng.

Maybe it's because of the telepathy between the twins, Yangyang feels that he is beginning to shed tears unconsciously.

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