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【941】The story of the child's father 2

My son who had just disliked his father for his bad stories before, but now he can listen to his father for three hours? Ning Yunxi was even more curious and opened the door.
At first glance, she saw her son sitting on his knees. For a moment, she thought her son was asleep in his arms, but it turned out that she didn't. Leilei's little eyes were open and he looked at his father's face with his little ears like a rabbit, listening to his father's words.
It is rare to see his son listening to someone's words so attentively. Ning Yunxi sighed, this child's father is really different, he is so charming. I wonder what story he has told his son?
Meng Chenhao's voice was heard slowly telling his son: "At that time, the uncle said to the young man, "How can you dig a hole and bury yourself? How can you jump out then? Would you jump like a frog?"
Frog! Leilei knew that his little eyes emitted the light like a small light bulb, and his little palm patted him: "Frog frog."
Finally knowing how to talk about what my son could understand, Meng Chenhao couldn't help but stretch his hand over and gently stroke his son's hair. When Ning Yunxi was calm and approached him, he finally reacted quickly as a soldier. When he turned around, he saw that it was his wife who was back. Meng Chenhao opened his mouth and asked, "Did you have eaten?"
Hearing my father say this, is it because my mother is back? Leilei reacted like a little bit, twisted his little head and saw his mother immediately stretched out her little hand to hug: "Mom!"
"Okay, your mother hasn't eaten." The wife had no strength to eat yet, so Meng Chenhao refused to let her son go and hug her mother.
Ning Yunxi sat next to the father and son and said, "Grandma is warming us up." While saying that, he didn't even have a story book in his hand. All the stories he had just made up?
"What did you tell him just now? Could the uncle you mentioned be—"
Meng Chenhao didn't think of how to answer her question. Leilei's son, who was sitting on his knee, rushed to stretch his neck and opened his mouth to his mother and said, "Mom, uncle, it's Grandpa Hou!"
Sure enough, he was talking about Commander Hou, and he should be talking about some interesting things when he joined the army himself. No wonder his son was fascinated by it, which made her want to listen. But he never told her but only to his son? Therefore, Ning Yunxi teased at him: "When did you tell me too? You told my son, but you haven't told me this story for so long."
"This." Meng Chenhao hurriedly explained, "Because he told him all the stories in the storybook."
Leilei pointed at his mother: Dad didn't lie~
Just kidding, the father and son can both be so serious, with the same donkey expression. Ning Yunxi smiled and reached out to touch his son's little face: "You brother Shangxian is here to find you."
Leilei's little eyes lit up, and he followed his mother to the living room and saw his brother spread his calves and pounced on him.
Lin Shangxian quickly caught the child who came and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Apple, fruit." Leilei raised his little head and his shiny little eyes and bit the words with a smile, as if he had bitten the apple given by the doctor's brother. It seemed that in the impression of this kid, the doctor's brother and the apple were already equated.
Lin Shangxian was embarrassed now. He had known that he should have brought fruits: "Brother brings you tomorrow."
Leilei continued to open his mouth and shout, "Second Uncle."
The second uncle of the child is not here today.
Everyone was wondering, Meng Chenxi was the first to remember what was the back of his hands and smiled with his mouth.
Ning Yunxi also remembered and glared at her son directly: Did you completely get carried away with your happiness last time?
The second uncle and brother were fed him with fruits and he was so happy. Leilei licked his little mouth and wanted to do it again.
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Chapter completed!
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