Sometimes, men are really no different from children.
Cui Weizhen was still sitting peacefully in the corner, there was a strange contrast in the way he shrank his hands and feet. Ye Zhenzhen felt funny at the same time, but also felt distressed, and called him: "Come over here and sit down, little Taozi is uncomfortable."
Cui Weizhen glanced at her and the child and shook his head: "I feel cold."
Just now, my son sneezed because of the cold air in the car.
He was obviously not sober yet he was still thinking so thoughtfully. If we didn't have a deep understanding of him, we wouldn't have been able to tell that he was drunk.
Ye Zhenzhen's expression became softer and softer: "There is a fire burning, we are not cold, please come over, the carriage and horses are bumpy, and my son and I can't sit still."
As if to confirm her words, the car rolled over the uneven road. Ye Zhenzhen deliberately did not grab the handle to maintain balance, hugged her son, and swayed with the bumps of the car.
Cui Weizhen frowned, and without saying a word, he went over to take the mother and son into his arms, and said with a bit of scolding: "Don't be clever."
He saw it.
He is very keen in this regard.
Ye Zhenzhen was very thick-skinned, and she was not ashamed after being exposed. Instead, she got into his arms even more ruthlessly, and her voice sounded muffled through the blanket: "Mr. Jiang is fishing, and those who wish to take the bait will take the bait."
Cui Weizhen lowered his head and tightened his grip on his hand.
Cui Zhiduan, who was trapped between his parents and could not move: "..."
I always feel like I am superfluous.
The atmosphere inside the car is peaceful and soothing, as if something soft is flowing slowly, as if destroying this atmosphere is a heinous crime.
Cui Zhiduan was confused and didn't know what was going on. However, he had to raise a chubby hand with difficulty to show his presence weakly: "Dad, Mom, I don't want to be a sandwich cookie."
Well, sandwich biscuits are a kind of snack made by my mother. The layer of squid in the middle is very delicious. He eats this layer of squid every time he eats it. Now he understands how difficult it is to make sandwich biscuits.
He is so difficult.
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
It was her negligence. Her chubby son felt so good in her hands that she always used it as a large doll pillow unconsciously.
Cui Weizhen froze, let go of his wife and son, and stared at his son with slightly straightened eyes. For a long time, Cui Zhiduan's heart beat, a pair of big hands passed under his ribs, and the next moment, he was lifted up.
Cui Zhiduan:!!!
"Dad! Don't throw me away!" He looked at the narrow car window in horror, pretending to be calm and stressed: "I am so fat and the window is so small, I will get stuck!"
The hands holding him paused suspiciously in mid-air, and finally, he was placed at the other end of the carriage, away from his mother's arms.
On the day when he was still in shock, he saw his father holding his mother in his arms again. Well, it was so intimate that there was no hindrance from him.
Daddy really dislikes him for being in the way!
Ye Zhenzhen was almost dumbfounded. She didn't know whether to lament Cui Weizhen's "tiger poison and eating seeds" or marvel at her son's "observation of appearance". It really opened her eyes.
Of course, the abandoned son is very pitiful.
How much of a psychological shadow must this have left to make him think that his father would throw him out of the car window?
Ye Zhenzhen made a serious face and lightly hit the chest of the person in her arms with her fist: "Let go."
The force on his waist continued unabated, until Ye Zhenzhen pinched the soft flesh around his waist and circled, the person on him let out a low groan and reluctantly released the force, but still did not let her leave.
Just embrace it.
After all, you can't reason with a drunkard. Ye Zhenzhen was already very satisfied with the result. She adjusted her sitting posture and tried to look more serious: "Wangzi, did daddy often bully you in the past? Like now, I'm throwing you away.
open?"
Otherwise, why would he be so skillful in begging for mercy?
Cui Zhiduan glanced at his father guiltily, and saw that he had a straight face, calm eyes, and no unnecessary emotions, which made him shudder.
"No, no! Daddy didn't bully me!"
But that's not what your expression says.
Ye Zhenzhen discovered the problem and glared at Cui Weizhen. Cui Weizhen looked back at her with pure and innocent eyes.
Ye Zhenzhen: "..." She couldn't tell if he was pretending.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Zhenzhen encouraged her son with her eyes: "It's okay, just tell your mother boldly and she will seek justice for you."
Cui Zhiduan looked at his father, who was hugging his mother tightly, and suddenly felt that his mother's words were persuasive, and he suddenly gained courage.
He coughed slightly, probably because he was complaining in front of his father. His eyes were a little erratic: "Daddy, daddy is very bad. He often doesn't let me get close to my mother. Several times I sneaked back into your room.
, they were all carried out by daddy."
Ye Zhenzhen: "When did it happen? Why am I not clear about it?"
This behavior is so abominable! He must be severely criticized when he sobers up!
Cui Zhiduan was infected by his mother's indignation, and he felt endless courage in his heart. He clenched his fists, his face flushed with excitement, and he counted the crimes of his bad father in a sweet voice: "That's what happened yesterday! I
I couldn't sleep at night and wanted to sleep with you, but my father just carried me out! It was like pulling me up from the ground like a carrot..."
While complaining, the child made the motion of pulling out carrots, his little mouth raised high, and his eyes looking at his mother were full of expectation and grievance, hoping that she could continue to fight against his father with him and seek justice for him.
As a result, Ye Zhenzhen fell silent.
Cui Zhiduan: "???"
"Mom? Isn't dad very bad?" Cui Zhiduan's tone became weaker and weaker, and he always had a feeling that his mother was going to rebel.
As expected, his mother's expression became strange again. His eyes were so good that he could even see a blush on his mother's face, showing an expression similar to when he did something bad.
She coughed and said, "Wangzi, your father probably didn't mean it. He was probably worried that you would disturb my mother while she rested."
Did you agree to help him get justice? Why secretly rebel?
As expected, you are an adult who goes back on your word!
Cui Zhiduan's face was sullen and he said unhappily: "Mom, are you protecting daddy?"
Ye Zhenzhen quickly raised her hands and assured: "No! Absolutely not! Your father's behavior of disrespecting children is very wrong. When he sobers up tomorrow, let him apologize to you."
Cui Zhiduan had a cold and ruthless face, his eyes were filled with distrust, and his whole body was filled with a sense of loneliness and betrayal.
Ye Zhenzhen felt guilty and emphasized again: "Wangzi, mother is definitely on your side. If I protect your father, I will never let him apologize to you. You must know that it is very embarrassing for an adult to apologize to a child.
one thing.”
Cui Zhiduan thought for a while and felt that this seemed to make sense, because Brother Xuchen told him that his father broke his most beloved toy, but he never apologized to him.
Of course, the premise is that dad is willing to listen to mom and not insist on being an adult.
Cui Zhiduan couldn't think of any good way, so he nodded reluctantly: "Okay, mother, you have to persuade daddy not to be like a child in the future, it will hurt his face as an adult."
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at Cui Weizhen who was still expressionless, snorted, and couldn't help laughing.
