: April days on earth (84)

Gu Xicheng: "..."
So, blame him?
Wouldn't he have bought this boy if it weren't for this guy?
The little ghost listened to what his mother said, but he had to eat something.
Gu Xicheng stood on the side and looked at the little squatting on the ground. I really wanted to say that if you were not my son, I would kick you out now.
The little ghost found the dumplings, and had to ask his father to cook dumplings for him, or cry if he didn't cook them.
Gu Xicheng surrendered: "Boil it."
Gu Xicheng took the dumplings in his son's hands and decided not to video the son while his daughter-in-law was eating. This was too frustrating.
"Two?" Gu Juxi planned to mean what he meant to his son. After all, supper was already eaten.
"Five." Little Gui Gui stretched out his small hand and compared to Dad.
"You can't finish it," Gu Xicheng said, firing on fire.
"Five five." The little ghost trembled holding Gu Xicheng's leg.
Gu Xicheng looked down at his son, "Otherwise don't eat any."
"Okay." The little ghost resolutely let go of his father.
Chu Luoyi: "..."
Son, your persistence is really worthless.
Little ghosts can still grasp Dad's temper in the past two days, knowing that Dad and mother are different, so for Dad, he is just fine.
"My little brother is so good at cooking, it really is a representative of a good man." Chu Luo said with a smile, "Ah, I'm curious, will your dad cook? I don't think he will do it for mom."
"It's true to fry the kitchen." Gu Xicheng was really speechless to his dad.
Chu Luo blinked, "Can't I?"
"Why not, when I was a kid, Uncle Wen told me personally, because my close father who did n’t know the number of his father made a bowl of porridge for my mother and said that the takeaway was not clean, and they went home to cook It turned out that the kitchen was blown up. Uncle Wen handled it in the past. "
Chu Luo laughed loudly, her father-in-law was so cute.
The dumplings of the little ghosts are ready. Although there are only two, the little ghosts are satisfied. At least they have the same meal as their mother.
The little ghost sat sat sat on the carpet with satisfaction, pulling his dumpling with a small spoon, still watching his mother finish it?
Gu Xicheng sat and looked at his son, totally unaware of the ghost operation. Is it interesting?
Sure enough, the child's world is really novel, he has no idea what it means.
If he doesn't take care of his son, he never knows that a child can do it. Obviously, he never did it when he was a kid. His father has always done it.
The little ghost pulled the two dumplings, and Chu Luo finished eating his own dumplings.
"Mom, do you miss me?" The little ghost asked again.
Probably because it takes a long time to leave the mother's side for the first time, the little guy is always anxious to get a guarantee from the mother.
"Mom misses you, mother misses you especially." Chu Luo said attentively when he looked at his son. "It's late, can you go to bed with your father?"
"Mom, you just said that I'm going to bed, don't you love me anymore?" The little ghost yelled.
Chu Luoyi: "..."
Nimao, where's the ghost child from here?
"Mom is afraid that you are sleepy. Would you have to get up to accompany Dad to run tomorrow? That would be very tiring. Mom so distressed you that you actually said that Mom didn't love you." Chu Luo said aggrieved.
Gu Xicheng was lying on the sofa and pinching his forehead. What kind of operation was this?