I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 632 Extra Story 4: Song Xiaobao
My name is Song Huai. I am the son of Song Yan and Su Shao. I am eight years old this year and I am in the third grade of A Central Primary School.

That's right, it's the embrace of "throwing in the arms and giving in the arms"!

Grandpa likes to call me by my nickname, Song Xiaobao.
Although I am young, I also feel that my name sounds too common.

Do you dare to think, my name was given by my sullen father, he said it was a commemoration, to commemorate my mother's tricks of throwing her arms and hugging him to win his heart away
These two people, if they show their affection, they will show off, why should I pay for it?
During the eight years of living in this family, I was very happy, but also fearful everywhere.
Because at home, there is a grandfather who treats me like a good grandson, a mother who treats me like a palm, and Lao Song who regards me as a thorn in my side!Oh no. It's Dad!

Who made me take away most of my mother's love for him since I was born, and since then he has made things difficult for me when my mother can't see him. Instead of changing my pants, he also stands aside and sneers, saying what Boys shouldn't pee their pants, shame on them!

? ?
I don't believe it, he never peed his pants?
I screamed from hunger, and he said that I was too fat, and there was no harm in not eating properly to lose weight.

Of course, I'm not so easy to bully, crying and crying in my mother's arms, he will definitely be sent to the study to sleep today!
It's been eight years, and my mother has never been mean to me, but today is an exception.
In the living room, the curtains were pulled up, and the sunlight scattered through the glass.

There are a few lilies in the vase on the table, the petals are stretched out, and the fragrance is tangy.

everything warm and
Su Shao patted the table, with a cold face, "Song Huai! Your homeroom teacher called me and said that you have been getting very close to several girls in the class recently!"

"You are only in the third grade, do you want to give me a whole puppy love?"

"Also! What does it mean to be very close to several little girls? Several? Do you know this is a scumbag?!"

Song Yan propped his chin, and lifted his eyelids from time to time to look at the watermelon-headed little boy who was buried in silence.

The look in those eyes was clearly looking at a good show, even a little bit of gloating.

Song Huai, "." Puppy love?Mom really dares to say, he is only in the third grade, okay, these words are what he should be exposed to at his age?
Su Shao looked at his son without saying a word, became angry, and said in a more aggressive tone, "You don't have to pretend to be dumb, I know you can understand! Your father bought you the junior high school three or five two days ago. I think you wrote Quite a few."

Three to five years in junior high school (three years of simulation, five years of college entrance examination), Song Huai felt uncomfortable when he mentioned this matter!
The elder brother next door is in the first grade of junior high school this year, and his studies are not very good. Every time after school, he will knock on the doorbell of their house and ask him to help with homework
Coincidentally, I was bumped into by my own big devil two days ago, and then he had to add junior high school three-five practice questions to his homework every day!
Song Huai's small hands hidden under the table were tightly clenched into small fists, and he waved viciously in Song Yan's direction.

The black eyes rolled like little grapes, and there was a cunning that was not easy to figure out in the innocence.

Song Huai drooped his head in grievance, his voice was muffled, "Beautiful Goddess Su, calm down first."

Su Shao poured himself a glass of water and listened to his explanation.

I have to say that the phrase "Goddess Su" really made her lose most of her anger.

Song Huai blinked, "I didn't play with Tang Guo and Wang Xintong. They always came to bother me. They even asked me who was good-looking. I didn't tell them, but they kept following me and asking."

Song Yan snorted, and interrupted Song Huai's words abruptly, "You mean, those girls insist on pestering you? Boy, be brave and don't use girls as a shield. How can you even have this bit of masculinity?" nothing?"

After hearing this, Su Shao's face became more serious.

Song Huai, a little wit, whispered that it was not good, so he kept his nerves, and continued to fan the wind in Su Shao's ear, not talking to his father.

"Mom, everyone says that I look very similar to you, and that I have inherited [-]% of your beauty, so you must have had this kind of trouble when you were young."

Su Shao really thought of when he was in primary school, when he was blocked by a boy at the toilet door to confess his love.

She glanced at her son's delicate, cool and handsome face, which is quite lovable.
Song Huai struck while the iron was hot, and continued, "Those girls only bothered me because I was handsome. Just like when Dad chased you back then, he must have looked at you because of your beauty!"

After finishing speaking, Song Huai turned his head to look at Song Yan, and smiled innocently, showing his sharp canine teeth, "Isn't that right, Dad?"

Su Shao subconsciously looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan subconsciously blurted out, "Of course!"

Song Huai literally rolled forward and backward with laughter in his heart.

That's great, the big devil fell into the pit!
This is a proposition, and he dared to answer it without even thinking about it?
Sure enough, Su Shao exploded in the next second, directly targeting Song Yan.

"So, when you agreed to be with me at that time, you wanted me to be young and look good?"

Song Yan was stunned, his brows slowly furrowed.

He realized that he had been tricked by Song Huai!
"Girl, listen to my explanation."

Su Shao held the cup with an attitude of listening attentively.

Song Huai put his hands on the table, holding his small round head in his palms, staring at his father with his eyes rolling, with a half-smile.

He yawned and made up his sword slowly, "Father, don't you think my mother's beauty is not enough to tempt you? Or, before you met her, did you meet a prettier aunt?"

Su Shao clenched the wall of the water glass tightly, contracting her five fingers forcefully.

Prettier auntie?

Did Song Yan never think she was good-looking?

That's right, I've seen better-looking ones, how could I fall in love with her at a glance?
If she fell in love with him at a glance, why would she throw herself into him so many times?
"boom--"

The water glass rested firmly on the table.

Su Shao stood up, strode towards the bedroom, then slammed the door, blocking the bewildered Song Yan from the door.

"No. Girl, listen to my explanation."

"Hey, open the door first!"

Song Yan knocked on the door with a gentle coaxing voice.

Song Huai walked to his father's side, folded his arms around his chest, and said leisurely, "Dad! What should I do, my mother seems to be angry?"

Song Yan lowered his head and glanced at the sarcastic little ghost. He forcibly resisted the urge to kick him away, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Song Xiaobao, just wait!"

Song Huai, "."

Please, don't call him by his nickname at a time like this.

However, he will wait, waiting for the day when the little devil completely defeats the big devil.
(End of this chapter)