Chapter 196 Fighting is kissing, scolding is love 1
Han Yichen said: "Vasees are easy to break. It's best not to have anything breakable in the child's room. If you really like it, take a photo and hang it there so that it doesn't hinder your appreciation."
My mood for admiring flowers suddenly disappeared, so he took it and put it in his room.
All the paper and electronic materials brought back from the Four Seasons Courtyard were passed to him.
He didn't care about Tang Xinrong anymore. After dinner, I gave Tang Xinrong a bath.
This kid screamed without giving me face. Maybe he got used to it after being raised by Han Yichen for a few days, and he was made all kinds of uncomfortable by me.
Then all kinds of temper tantrums made me feel that he was no longer my baby, and if we were separated for a long time, we would get separated.
I grabbed his little arm and asked him to look at me. I said, "Tang Xinrong, open your eyes and see clearly.
I am your mother. No matter if we are apart for a day, a month, or a year, you will remember me. Do you understand?
I am your unique mother, your irreplaceable mother."
It's a pity that my words have no deterrent effect on him at all. He is full of blah blah blah blah, I wonder what the hell I am talking about?
By the way, his hands and feet were so agile that he rolled all over the bed like a red panda.
Later, I threatened him to put him in a crib and restrict his behavior, and he became calmer.
In the middle of the night, I vaguely heard Tang Xinrong crying, but I thought it was an hallucination until someone "swiped" and the quilt on my body was lifted directly.
I went. This was an experience I had never had since the National Day that year. I bounced up like a spring, and my kit reflexively pulled on the quilt.
I said angrily: "What are you doing?"
Han Yichen hugged Tang Xinrong and coaxed her, looked at me and said, "I know you won't be able to wake up even if the earthquake comes. The alarm clock is right next to your ear and you can't even hear it? If you keep doing this, I'm going to fight for custody."
Maybe I felt tired after coaxing her for too long, and I hadn’t taken Tang Xinrong to bed for a while, so I fell asleep a little deeply.
I pulled on the quilt and said, "Then you can't just enter my room like this? You still pull on my quilt, isn't this taking advantage of me?"
He carried Tang Xinrong to the bathroom and said, "What advantage do you have for me? Is there any part of your body that I haven't seen? Get up quickly and make milk powder. Why else can you sleep?"
I got up and put on my shoes, but I still felt a little sleepy.
"If you say that, you are just being a hooligan.
It's better for us to make a clear distinction. The custody of the child is mine, and I will still take care of it well without you."
Tang Xinrong seemed to have poop, so he poured water to wash his buttocks and change diapers. His movements were quite skillful.
I said, "I didn't expect you to have a way of taking care of a child as a man."
"Don't tell me this. I'm much better than you. If you don't believe me, just ask Alan."
He looked at the bottle in my hand and said, "How many spoons do you want to put in? Keep an eye on it."
I said: "A little more, a little less, what does it matter?"
He was unhappy and said, "I knew you had this attitude. I know you are a 'casualist', but when you take care of your children, can you not be so casual?"
I said helplessly: "It really has no impact!"
If you put more, eat more. If you can't eat it, just leave it. If it's less, just add less. If it's not enough, just soak it some more.
I thought it was almost done, so I gave him the bottle.
He said: "Have you taken the temperature? Just give it to me. You are not afraid of burning him. This is your own son, not picked up from the trash."
Why are there so many things? It’s just like when I first started taking care of my children, I was worried about this and that?
I said angrily: "If you don't want to take care of the child, then don't take care of it. Don't you have Alan?"
"Alan Alan, you know how to turn to Alan for everything. Alan has a hard time raising children during the day, and you have to torment others at night. Is this Alan's child?"
Tang Xinrong was so anxious to eat that he almost grabbed the bottle by himself. Han Yichen put him directly on the bed and let him eat by himself.
He looked like he wanted to free his hands to fight with me.
I said, "You've only been raising the child alone for a few days, and you're just blaming me like this?"
He was not convinced and said: "To accuse the child? The child has been crying for a long time and you can still sleep. You shouldn't accuse him?"
Also, you, you are always thinking about how to fall in love with a man, so naturally you don’t treasure Tang Xinrong.
In short, you will have children with other men in the future. You are his unique mother, and he will not be your unique son."
"Han Yichen, what are you talking about?"
"Am I talking nonsense? You know better than me. You and I are different. Tang Xinrong is my unique son."
I just felt a surge of passion coming out and said, "You can also have a son with another woman, and no one will stop you."
Then, he got angry, slapped me against the wall, and asked fiercely: "What did you say?"
He almost pushed me against the wall, and I said: "Oh, I was wrong. Didn't you already have a child with another woman? Didn't you want me to have an abortion for her child?"
What does it mean now? If you want a son, just have it with another woman. Depending on your status, wealth, and power, there are many women who want to get it from you.
As long as you have seeds, giving birth to children is like laying piglets, basket after basket..."
"you……"
Han Yichen's face turned red with anger and he wished he could just raise his hand and slap me in the face.
However, he digested this inexplicable anger and said: "Are you still hating me for what happened back then?
I am doing this for the sake of my child. Look at our current situation, do you think it is fair to him?"
He pointed at Tang Xinrong. Tang Xinrong was holding the bottle and looking at us surly as if he was worried about someone snatching the food.
Then he turned his body very cleverly and blocked the bottle. He didn't know what his parents were talking about?