Chapter 1102: Don't you laugh

Listening to the voice of his son from far and near, Jiang Tingxu, who was about to steal his mouth, quickly retracted his hand.
This habit is not to let your son see the best, it is not good to be a role model!
cough.
"what happened?"
People have blocked the kitchen door.
The ribs are being fried inside, and oil will be spilled from time to time. For children with delicate skin, it is better to stay away.
Even Aunt Wen also reminded:
"Listen, take Ningning away."
Don't scald the child.
"know."
The little man's eyes were shining, and he raised the tablet in his hand:
"Mum, look."
Ok?
What to look at
Jiang listened to Xu and took a closer look:
"Yo, who wrote it? Your dad?"
Not bad, I can write on the snake game!
This is not something ordinary people can do.
And there are probably not many people who can do it.
"okokokok!"
The little guy nodded frantically:
"Mom, dad is amazing, fried chicken is amazing, better than all the dads of our kindergarten children!"
Finally, in Xiao Ren'er's mind, his father's status rose so much.
However, it still ranks last.
They have a family of three, mother is the oldest, Ningning is second, and father is third. This order is impossible to change!
Fortunately, his dad doesn't care about this ranking, as long as he is the most important in his wife's mind. As for the son, it doesn't matter.
Puff~
But I don't know that in the heart of his wife, his rank is still the last one.
Heartbroken!
Jiang Tingxu took his son to the living room. Naturally, Mo Boyuan couldn't hear the praise of Xiao Ren'er. After all, the excited voice of Xiao Ren'er, I am afraid that no one would not be able to hear it.
And that ink character, to be true, is actually written at random.
Well, I probably saw my son in front of me suddenly, and then I wanted to write his son's name.
It's just that the screen is a bit small and it can't be developed, so Dudu wrote a surname.
Jiang Tingxu took his son to the man:
"Son, you can start to praise!"
Since you want to praise, how can you praise it behind your back, of course you have to praise it in person.
Puff, it is purely a sudden rise of evil taste: I want to see how a man reacts when he is praised by his own son!
The little person may be a little shy in front of outsiders, but in front of family members, he is still quite relaxed.
So, it's just a compliment to Dad in person. What's the problem?
"Dad, you are the best!"
"is it?"
There was no extra reaction on the man's face, even his voice was faint.
It is true on the surface, but inside, it is still a little bit gratified and excited, at the same time, it seems that there is a little bit of arrogance.
How could the little man see anything, thinking that Dad hadn't heard it, he repeated:
"Dad, Ningning is complimenting you~"
Can you give me some reaction?
Ah.
Who said that being praised must have a response?
Since childhood, your dad has been praised more times in the past thirty years.
I am immune long ago, understand?
Only Mao children would care about these nihility!
Adults will care more about substantive benefits!
The little man pouted, spoke again, and suddenly asked a question that caught people off guard:
"Dad, don't you know how to laugh? Then Ningning called you, that's it, open your mouth, barring your teeth~"
Puff~
The woman on the side couldn't bear the laugh anymore, and laughed wildly on the sofa.
As the deity questioned by his son, Mo Boyuan frowned slightly:
"You are really stupid!"