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    Fu Jiyan directly covered his son's fleshy face with his big palm, sweeping the trash aside as if sweeping it away, and then answered the phone with a smile on his face:

    "Wife~"

    "What's wrong with my son?" he asked.

    Someone glanced at the little man over there who was eavesdropping with his ears pricked up, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly:

    "I don't care about your precious son. He is obviously the one who is trying to get along with you and me!"

    Isn¡¯t it just a case of porcelain?

    "what happened?"

    Su Zhixiao didn¡¯t know what exactly happened to the father and son. The child was so sad that it was hard to ask any questions.

    No, we can only question his father.

    Someone was lazily sitting on the armrest of the sofa, tapping his legs, and said slowly:

    "What else can happen? I just built a chimney that will collapse at the first touch, saying it is a castle for you, and then if it does collapse, you will blame me.

    It won¡¯t work if you help him pile up another one, and it won¡¯t work if you pay him ten more. If so, I¡¯ll call you to file a complaint.  "

    On the phone, Su Zhixiao was so happy that she couldn't help but raise her lips:

    "You destroyed his castle and you still have the nerve to say that someone is cheating on you?"

    Children, don¡¯t you just accept death?

    And, as long as you find the right method, children will be easy to coax.

    "Okay, stop saying that his castle looks like a chimney and is ugly. Just build another one with him, and then praise it for how beautiful it is."

    "No, I don't like lying!"

    "The ugly ones are just as ugly, and the ugly ones are said to be good-looking. That's really against your will!"

    "Then don't complain about him being noisy, hang up, someone is coming."

    "Hello"

    Beep beep beep, the other party still hung up the phone.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Putting the microphone back to its original position, someone glanced at the little boy beside him again.

    ¡°Fu Zhizhou, I¡¯ll give you two choices. One, I¡¯ll accompany you to pile up another one, and two, sneak back to the room and sleep.¡±

    There is no third option!

    Children are used to crying once, crying twice and crying three times.

    No, it¡¯s starting again.

    And this is what Fu Jiyan can't stand the most.

    "Shut up! If you cry again, I'll beat you up!"

    The child was really frightened, and his sobbing suddenly became much quieter.

    But, just now.

    "Fu Er, who do you want to beat?"

    Huh?

    "Uncle?"

    Seeing Fu Feishen, although the child was still dropping golden beans, his two fat legs were already running towards the door.

    "Uncle, uncle, uncle!" I shouted several times in succession.

    Fu Feishen picked up the little man and said:

    "Tell your uncle, is your dad bullying you?"

    ??Fu Feishen is one of the children¡¯s two biggest supporters at home, but now he doesn¡¯t look timid at all:

    "Uncle, my father is bad, and he even threatens Porridge!"

    Sure enough, Fu Feishen glanced at his brother here with a very unkind look.

    ??Moved her butt away from the armrest of the sofa:

    "What? Your uncle is back. You think you have a backer, so I can't deal with you, right?"

    What a beautiful thought!

    If a father wants to beat his son, it is absolutely natural!

    "However, I just talked about it, and I never actually took action!"

    Fu Feishen hugged his little nephew and walked a few steps forward. When he passed someone, he took a deep look:

    "You go to the study and wait for me."

    Then, just carry the little man upstairs.

    Super Daddy is back, and it looks like he won¡¯t have to suffer anymore tonight.

    There is no need to tell stories, hold and feed water for a while, or coax him to sleep.

    Damn it, I am so happy from the bottom of my heart!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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