Mrs. Song is okay. After all, she is an adult and a woman, so she has some self-control.
But a certain little guy has no such concept. He can't even write the word "reserved". Since it is so delicious, he will follow the truest reaction in his heart: scream.~
Seeing the satisfied smile on her son's face, Mrs. Song felt more and more that she had come to the right place.
After her husband passed away, she had to manage the company and take care of the children by herself, which was actually quite hard.
Due to her busy work schedule, she did not have time to care about her son, so she had to spend her free time after get off work, being hands-on and passionate, trying her best to do what she could for her son and give him the warmth of maternal love.
Cooking for yourself is one of them.
Mrs. Song always considered herself to be an excellent cook, but most nannies looked down upon her, so she insisted on cooking food for her son herself almost every day.
But food is something that you will always get tired of after eating it for a long time.
Now that you are tired of it, you have to think of ways to change it.
The question is, how can the tricks change so easily? Xiaozi has eaten too much good food since he was a child, and he is very naughty. Once it becomes unpalatable to him, he will lose his temper and stop eating, just like a little gourmet
Posture.
For this reason, Song Jia really had a headache. She was busy with her career and children all day long, and her head was already big enough. It was really beyond her power to ask her to take time out to study cooking.
But today, she finally found a surefire way to deal with her precious son: uncle pilot!~
By the way, this uncle is really special. He is handsome, can cook, and has good martial arts. Most importantly, he is very patient with children. He is also majestic and good at deceiving. In short, Xiaozi likes him.
One set, no idea.~
After finishing the meal, Xiaozi was in high spirits and clamored to go out and play.
Of course Mrs. Song couldn't agree and stipulated that he must finish his homework before he could go out.
Xiao Zi refused to listen, so Mrs. Song could only show her mother's dignity and ordered him to be obedient, otherwise he would be spanked.
It's a pity that the little guy has never been afraid of his mother, so it's not easy to scare her.
At the critical moment, the pilot uncle had to take action. I saw someone packed up the dishes and came over. With a few words, he tricked the little guy into entering the room obediently, opened his small school bag and started doing homework.
"Awesome!~~" Mrs. Song was resigned to being defeated and couldn't help but raise her thumb to someone and praised her heartily.
"I made you laugh." Chen Weidong shrugged, "Actually, children are not that difficult to deal with. The key is to find the right method. A little boy with dreams and energy like Xiaozi must use his dreams to stimulate.
Him, guide him, encourage him, instead of indulging him, accommodating him, pampering him. You might as well try what I say in the future, maybe you can get twice the result with half the effort."
"Okay, I'll listen to you.~" Mrs. Song smiled slightly, and two blushes appeared on her snow-white cheeks, making her more charming.
Beautiful... Chen Weidong secretly scored a high score of over 90 in his heart.
Although she is already the mother of a child, a mature woman has her own beauty, and Mrs. Song has brought this beauty to a state that can be called charm.
Of course, whether Mr. Song is beautiful or not has little to do with someone. At best, it can only serve as an eye-candy.
So someone went to wash the dishes obediently.
Halfway through the work, Mrs. Song came over to help. While washing, she asked about Xiaoyun and Xiaoxue.
"Oh, the two sisters ran away from home and didn't return for many days, so their old man sent someone to take them home."
Regarding this matter, Chen Weidong told the truth, but it was just this simple sentence. It was impossible to say more. After all, the matter was of great importance and one could not talk nonsense without responsibility.
Fortunately, Mrs. Song was not a particularly curious person, so she let it go with a casual inquiry, and then asked about the 5.12 mass shooting.
She hasn't been here in the past few days, but she has learned a little bit about it from watching the news. When she learned that the location of such a rare and major crime was actually in Yayuan Community, she was really shocked...
Of course, Chen Weidong couldn't tell the truth to her, so he simply used Miss Yun's "slander" against him, saying that he was watching TV in the house at the time. When he heard the gunshot, out of curiosity, he went to the window and took a look.
Then a bullet whizzed past the window...
"I'm not going to lie to you, Sister Song. At that time, I saw a flash of fire, which passed right in front of my nose. The situation was really dangerous!" Someone said with a confident look on his face, and he was frothing at the mouth.
"Then what?"
"Then of course I was scared. My forehead and back were wet. At that moment, I suddenly remembered the Anti-Japanese War movies I had watched when I was a child, so I hurried back and hid under the bed."
"Just...that's it??"
"Yeah, that's it."
Mrs. Song stopped talking. She didn't take someone's words seriously - just imagine a warm-hearted young man who could kill a girl he didn't know and catch the thief even if he was injured.
How could you be so cowardly?
What do you mean, you were so frightened that you hid under the bed as soon as you heard the gunfire... Are you sure it's the same person? How can a person's personality change like this? Do you think he's acting in a movie?
It can be seen that what someone says may not be the truth.
As for why he made up such a story, Mrs. Song didn't want to spend too much time exploring it. After all, everyone has some little secrets of their own. The difference is just more and less.
Chen Weidong...this young man is obviously a man with a story.
Mrs. Song is no longer a girl, so she naturally knows how to communicate with such a man. Since someone doesn't take the initiative to bring it up, just let him have it. If he insists on asking, it will probably be counterproductive.
After washing the dishes, Chen Weidong took his clothes and went to take a shower, while Song Jia habitually sat on the sofa, opened her laptop and started checking the newly received emails.
The company's financial situation has not been very good recently, and she, as the president, is not to blame. The workload every day is astonishing. Even after getting home from get off work, she cannot relax and can only bring work into her life.
Within 10 minutes, Xiaozi ran out of the room jumping up and down, saying that he couldn't do his homework and asked his mother to do it with him.
"Little Zi, be good, if you don't know how to do something, you have to study hard on your own. Mom can help you now, but who will help you in the exam in the future?" Mrs. Song said sincerely, touching her son's head.
"Exam?" Xiaozi blinked, looking confused.
He is only five and a half years old this year. He has just entered kindergarten and obviously does not understand what an "exam" is.
"Yes, the 'examination' is a big monster that specializes in preying on children who want to be pilots. Are you afraid?~" Someone's voice appeared at the right time.
He had just finished taking a shower and had not had time to put on his coat. He only had a small vest on top of his jeans.
The two chest muscles bulged high, holding the vest very tight, and it looked like it might burst at any time.
On the bronzed skin, a few remaining drops of water were slowly sliding down the knotted veins.
Xiao Zi's mouth opened into an O shape. Although he didn't know what a good figure meant at a young age, his current image just met some of his definitions of a hero.
Look at Superman, look at Spider-Man, look at Captain M, Ultraman Tiga, etc., all of them are masters with perfect bodies and muscular bodies.
Therefore, in the little guy's concept, muscle and strength can be equated.
Seeing him in a daze, Chen Weidong smiled and tapped his little head: "Why, are you scared?"
"No!" Xiaozi came to his senses and immediately waved his fist vigorously, "I'm not afraid of any 'exams'. If it dares to be arrogant, I will use dynamic light waves to beat it back into the universe!"
"Okay, have the courage!" Chen Weidong patted the little guy on the head and took him into the study.
"Xiao Zi, my uncle told you that this guy called "Examination" is very powerful. You can't beat it with only one dynamic light wave."
"Ah...what should I use?"
"Ha!~ You asked the right person this question. Come on, uncle will teach you.~"
"Okay, okay!~"
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Listening to the conversation between the adults and the children in the room, Song Jia couldn't help but curl up her lips.
This Xiao Chen is really good at cheating. Xiao Zi gets dizzy as soon as he comes in front of him and obeys no matter what he does.
It is probably impossible for me to learn this kind of skill in my lifetime.
Hey, look at what this mother did... What a failure!~
Smiling happily, Mrs. Song continued to work at her desk, gradually losing track of time.
I don't know how long it took, but when her eyelids were fighting and she was falling asleep, a beautiful piano sound quietly sounded, injecting some energy into her.
What kind of song is this? It sounds pretty good.
Song Jia got up and stretched her muscles and walked towards the study.
When she arrived at the door, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment - in front of the old piano, a young man was dancing with his fingertips, directing the black and white keys to dance.
The beautiful melody flows freely, sometimes gently, sometimes passionately, and finally turns into flowing water and breeze, flying freely, with extremely fast and light fingering, continuously.
"Okay!" After playing the song, Song Jia couldn't help but applaud.
"Sister Song, you are laughing at me again." Chen Weidong stood up and smiled at the landlady.
As for Xiao Zi next to him, this child is probably still immersed in the world of music and has not yet come out.
It wasn't until Chen Weidong touched his little head that he suddenly woke up. He hugged Chen Weidong's thigh and shouted, saying that he wanted to learn piano and go to class tomorrow to play for Wang Xiaoman.
"Who?" Chen Weidong frowned, "Who is Wang Xiaoman?"
"Wang Xiaoman, she is a female classmate of his in kindergarten." Mrs. Song walked in with a smile and scratched her son's little nose.
Damn! This kid... really has a lot of potential!~
If the kid's mother wasn't still standing next to him, someone would really want to give this kid 32 likes with a thumbs up!~
"Xiao Chen, I didn't know you could play the piano." Mrs. Song turned around and said with a smile.
"No, I'm just playing around." Chen Weidong was modest.
"You can play so well when playing blindly, why do you think we, who were born tone-deaf, are so embarrassed?~"
"Sister Song, you..."
"Haha, by the way, what's the name of this song? I've never heard it before."
"This song..." Chen Weidong hesitated for a moment and suddenly got stuck.
Some pictures that should have been beautiful and innocent came to mind, causing a hint of haze to suddenly appear on his face...