A famous doctor who loves his wife beyond measure

Chapter 167
"Listen, listen!" The little guy ran a few steps, suddenly remembered something, stopped and scratched his head, looked around the yard, and said distressedly, as if he was going to do something, but he couldn't remember, Forget it, it's important to listen to the story.

Thinking of this, the little guy trotted, threw himself on Su Qingwan, and followed Su Qingwan into the house to take a bath.

Rice, give me rice!
A whole long night, beside the high sink outside the kitchen, a little white dog crawled hard on the wooden sink, stretching its paws vigorously, pawing at the out-of-reach dinner, mouth There was a cry of mourning, and the dog's face was filled with despair and grief.

"Aw... Aw... Aw..." The translation probably means that I am going to die today!Wait for the body to be collected tomorrow!
In the warm and comfortable east room, Su Qingwan was leaning on the soft pillow, telling fairy tales to the little guy based on the memory of watching cartoons in her previous life, her thin body was curled up in Su Qingwan's fragrant embrace , eyes slightly squinted, arms crossed chest, obviously very comfortable, a pair of small ears pricked up, obviously listening very seriously.

After the story was finished, Su Qingwan rubbed her thirsty, smoky throat, and secretly said in her heart, fortunately, she loved watching cartoons in her previous life, otherwise she really didn't know how to deal with a difficult little guy. Being a mother is really not easy. For food and housing, it had to be a story repeater. At this time, Su Qingwan really longed for a TV to save herself. But after thinking about it, even with advanced technology, it couldn’t be as warm as this. Comparing the time of mother and child with each other, there are gains and losses in life.

The little guy listened quietly, his big twinkling eyes were full of sympathy, and Su Qingwan was moved when he saw it, it's great, the son is so young, so caring!It won't be long before my son grows up to be tall, rich and handsome, kind and loving, and a large number of girls are chasing after him, shouting and squeezing their heads to marry him. Thinking about the bright future, she, a mother, is full of love. Excited.

"Mother, mother." The little guy pushed Su Qingwan's shoulders and woke her up from the beautiful dream, "Big Big Wolf is so pitiful, he always fails to catch sheep, and his wife will beat her... "Children have a strong ability to learn new things, and the little guy is fascinated by it. I don't know when I learned the word 'wife' from Su Qingwan.

"Pfft." Su Qingwan was drinking the tea on the bedside, when she heard that it almost spewed out of her nose, she hurriedly put down the water glass, and choked twice, "Ah cough...cough..."

"Mother, are you okay?" The little guy stretched out his little hand worriedly, and touched Su Qingwan's forehead.

Su Qingwan has black lines all over her hair. She taught the little baby to feel his forehead if he has a cold and fever, but she just choked on it!

At this juncture, Su Qingwan didn't have time to correct her son's wrong behavior, so she lifted her son's little shoulders seriously, and said solemnly, "Son, don't you think it's very difficult for those kind-hearted sheep and sheep to be eaten?" Poor? Isn't it?"

The little guy tilted his head, thought seriously for a while, and after a moment of silence, under Su Qingwan's expectant eyes, said lightly, "No way..."

"..." Su Qingwan once again had a black line!Forgive her for not knowing what the child's world was thinking.

She has been a mother since time travel, and she educates her children entirely based on her own experience, but as time goes by, she discovers more and more, and becomes more and more certain that good genes are very important!That's right, it must be the gene of that hateful man that caused her obedient and submissive baby son to become domineering and slightly evil.

Su Qingwan wanted to cry but had no tears, tears flowed to her heart, oh my god, that man who was too much, just walked away like this, and brought this little guy to pieces, it must be!damn it!She must bring her son back.

"Son, why do you think so?" Su Qingwan tried her best to show a kind and gentle smile.There is no limit to the slander in my heart, what kind of weird ideas are filled in this little head.

"Uncle Mo said that the strong are kings, and the losers are bandits. If you lose, you have to accept the fate of being eaten."

"Uncle Mo said that a big man must love his wife, otherwise the wife will run away with other men."

"Since my wife wants to eat sheep, I have to give her sheep to eat. Whatever my wife wants, I have to give her."

"..." Ten thousand wild horses galloped past in my heart, Yun Liumo, fuck you!How dare you teach my son that, motherfucker!How have you taught my innocent, cute and cute son? He is only five years old. What kind of messy ideas have you instilled in him? Are you afraid that your son will not find a wife in the future?Now to start imparting the secret?It's too early to plan for a rainy day. Besides, as far as I know, you are still a bachelor. What qualifications do you have to teach my son? Bah, bastard!

Looking at her son's extremely resolute and serious face, Su Qingwan burst into tears, how can these three views be corrected?Sure enough, the old saying is good, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, Mr. Upper Liang, come out for me, I will fight with you!

"Mother, why are you crying?" Stretched his little neck curiously, stretched out his tender little hands, helped Su Qingwan wipe away his tears, and persuaded in a low voice, "Mother, don't cry."

His little head was spinning rapidly, and he couldn't figure out why his mother was crying all of a sudden, was it because Uncle Mo hadn't come back yet... The little hand sneaked under another of his little pillows, and touched a hard pillow. The hard and cool thing was the dagger that Uncle Mo left to protect his mother when he left. Every time he missed Uncle Mo, he would touch it and feel at ease. Although Uncle Mo left this time, He hasn't appeared yet, but he firmly believes that Uncle Mo will definitely come back. Uncle Mo loves him and his mother the most.

"It's nothing, mother, it's just, uh... sand got in my eyes." Su Qingwan sobbed, her tears dripping more happily.

Yun Liumo, who killed a thousand swords.

That night, after telling the story, Su Qingwan fell asleep with her son in her arms, dazedly, she felt her son's little hand pushing her, and asked in a soft childlike voice, "Mother, it seems like Qiuqiu is screaming outside! It's so noisy that I can't sleep every day."

"Silly son...it must be that Qiuqiu is too excited to know that a new friend is coming tomorrow..." Su Qingwan turned over, her long legs pressed against the soft quilt, and said vaguely, "Hurry up Go to sleep, dear son, if you don’t sleep, it will be dawn! Mother is so sleepy... Huhu..."

Then, there was a slight snoring sound in the quiet room, and Tiantian rolled over, ignoring the dog barking outside, thinking of the pungent and beautiful Red Taro in the story, waving a frying pan and knocking people cutely, Xiaozui grinned, hey smiled, and fell into a sweet dreamland.

The next day, the sun shines on a sunny day, and the sky in the small courtyard is blue and blue. The blue is quiet and pure, like a dome made of a large piece of blue and pure glass, covering the small courtyard, and auspicious clouds are blooming. With the cool and pleasant autumn wind drifting slowly, in the blink of an eye inadvertently, it changes various shapes playfully.

(End of this chapter)