Cry Ha ha!The tyrant turned black after being attacked by me

The child is only seven years old, and already has his own ideas, and there are many ideas.

Su Chengxi has always felt that in raising a child, he has to learn to think and solve problems by himself, so guiding the child is greater than rigid teaching.

After his son left, Su Chengxi continued to read the script.This storybook is about a ghost story, and there are relatively few emotional scenes in it, and it can even be said that it is just a little bit hazy, but it makes people want to watch it.

Because the stories about ghosts and ghosts written here are fascinating and weird, and they will not be outdated even in modern times.

It's a bit like "Liao Zhai" written by Pu Songling, but it's not only that. Many story lines are interspersed and intertwined, with traps at every step, and the plot is ups and downs. .

It can be said that he forgot to eat and sleep.

Accidentally, night fell, and the hall was already lit with candlelight.

Su Chengxi looked up belatedly, and felt a pain in her neck. Ru Lan hurriedly stepped forward, sighed softly, and said, "Empress Dowager, you have bowed your head for too long. Is your neck sore? I will pinch it for you." How about a pinch?"

Only then did Su Chengxi realize that it was a bit late. She blinked, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Where is Huan'er? At this time, Huan'er should be here."

"My lord, the emperor just sent someone to tell me. He is busy practicing martial arts and eating with the Jing guards, so he won't be able to come tonight."

Ru Lan said helplessly: "The servant girl told you just now, have you forgotten?"

Su Chengxi blinked, but she really didn't remember it, so she pinched her forehead and said in a low voice: "Probably Ai's family was fascinated by reading the script just now, and didn't pay much attention for a while, since Huan'er has something to do, you should go pass it on now." Bar!"

Tonight, it's fine for her to eat alone.

Su Chengxi thought helplessly.

After all, the son is still young and his temperament is unstable. He will inevitably be more enthusiastic when he sees something he likes. He has just learned that his father is Jing Jian, and he has entangled him very much.Twelve hours a day, my son wished he could stay by Jing Jian's side for thirteen hours.

Ok!

After careful calculation, the son knew that Jing Jian was his father, and it was not too short a time. Logically speaking, the enthusiasm should have passed, but now he is so enthusiastic that he doesn't even have time to eat with her.

Although it was very unreasonable, a little unreasonable, even naive, but Su Chengxi was a little bit of a taste.

Feeling that his son liked Jing Jian more than she did, he felt sour, helpless, and even more dissatisfied.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, he found out the problem: that is, there are more things about Jing Jian that his son likes and can attract his attention more.

Such as swords, guns, swords and halberds...

For example, how to learn to read.

These are things that Su Chengxi is not very good at.She couldn't help thinking about how to make her son get closer to her.

After thinking about it for a while, she raised her hand and tapped her head, and began to reflect on why she was so naive and wanted to compete with the child's father for the child's attention.

"Empress Dowager, dinner is here, do you want to use it now?"

When Ru Lan came back, seeing the empress dowager was very preoccupied, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, and her voice of questioning dropped a lot.

Su Chengxi came back to her senses in an instant, shook her head, and sighed a little funny: "Just use it now! Ai's family has been reading the book for a whole day, and he is really hungry, and his eyes can't stand it anymore, let's take a break first talk later!"