Chapter 327: Young child dyeing should be cultivated from childhood (6)

Anzi煜 wiped his tears and whispered, "Let's fall, you are so good."
Shen Mubai touched his head. "Don't cry, be a man."
An Zikai looked at her and said, "What is a man?"
The task of Shen Mubai is to make Anzi 煜 become the kind of sports all-around, strong body, and bright sunshine. Now look at these ignorant eyes, I don’t know how to explain it for a while, just say,
Yes. Can't cry."
The little Anzi snorted and said, "Is it like a man?"
Shen Mubai did not expect him to ask himself, grabbed his hair and nodded. "Everyone likes men."
An Zikai snorted and rubbed his tears with a small hand.
At night in the living room, An Zikai accidentally slammed a slap, his knees were particularly painful, and the tears rushed, but when he thought of what he said today, he tried hard to go back.
When Zhou Ruoyun saw it, it was like this. Her baby son fell to the ground, his eyes filled with tears, but he did not fall down. The white face rose red and red, so he was not wronged.
She quickly ran over and lifted her son up. When she saw that her knees were broken, she was distressed. "How can I be so careless? Mom goes to find medicine to wipe you."
When Anzi’s words were heard, tears couldn’t stop, but they couldn’t let it fall. They could only endure it. The milk sounded milky.
I am so hurt, mother.

Zhou Ruoyun found the ointment and whispered while rubbing the medicine.
Naturally, she felt the unusualness of her son today. If she had already cried in the past, she would be grievances when she was wronged, but she tried to shed tears.
Zhou Ruoyun obviously still loves children. "If you want to cry, you will cry out. After a while, you will fly away."
Anzi’s eyes were filled with tears and whispered,
I can’t cry.

Zhou Ruoyun laughed, "Can you tell mom why?"
An Zikai looked at her and hesitated, whispered, "Because I want to be a man."
Zhou Ruoyun stunned, didn't think deeply, just smiled. "Our son grew up."
Although it still hurts, but heard this sentence, An Ziyan tears are not so up, he thought in his heart, he is also a little man.
Thinking of the words that fell, Anzi grinned.
The life of the kindergarten is a kind of torture for Shen Mubai. She can't play with the children, and Anzi does not seem to love to play with others. Instead, she likes to stick her.
At the age of five, Shen Mubai found that the little man seemed to cry less, although he was still a little delicate, loved and spoiled, and stuck a lot.
Where did she go to where she was, she especially liked to take her clothes, to hug her relatives, and even to have a nap while eating. Once again, I almost followed the toilet.
Even Zhou Ruoyun joked, "Isn't it so sticky to me?"
Shen Mubai does not know why the little man will become more and more sticky, but it is not a bad thing to think of it, so he will let it go.
The two grew up and the five senses opened up, but An Zikai didn't seem to have anything to like. The only thing that was of interest was the dessert.
It’s not like any toy car that ordinary boys would like.
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