Ye Wanying chuckled, then lifted the person who was lazily leaning against her lap and brought them face to face with her:

"Come on, when was my birth date?"

Tuanzi felt a strange sense of familiarity with this scene, shrugged her shoulders, and then hummed twice:

"At home, Daddy's a big piggy bank!"

Ye Wanying instantly understood her son's words. "Big pig bucket" meant "big vinegar bucket," which sounded like something she would say at home. She hadn't expected her son to overhear it.

I felt a pang of embarrassment. It seems I can't say things carelessly at home anymore, otherwise my son might blurt them out from time to time.

What if it's something that can't be spoken of?

Just thinking about those unruly kids in the yard who often brought up stories of their parents fighting like demons made Ye Wanying shudder.

She reached out and covered her son's mouth, whispering in his ear, "You idiot, don't do it again, understand?"

Tuanzi blinked, clearly asking why not?

Ye Wanying thought for a moment, then continued to whisper in her son's ear: "Because everyone will laugh at us, so you're not allowed to do it again, understand?"

The little boy, who seemed to understand but not quite, seemed to realize that being laughed at by everyone was not a good thing, so he nodded in agreement. Only then did Ye Wanying release her hand from her son's lips.

Then, the sound of counting off rang out from the field. Tuanzi looked at Ye Wanying and asked, "Mommy, what are the uncles doing?"

"They're doing push-ups, it's good exercise, it'll help them grow taller."

Hearing Ye Wanying's words, Tuanzi immediately followed the soldiers' example and lay down on the ground: "Mommy, Tuanzi wants to grow tall!"

puff.

With your butt sticking out that high, are you sure you're doing push-ups?

And I didn't see any arms standing up, I just saw that buttocks twisting back and forth.

Ye Wanying couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha...Baby, how can you be so cute?"

Tuanzi pouted and frowned, "Mommy, don't laugh, I'm doing push-ups."

"Okay, okay, Mommy's not laughing anymore. You can continue, keep going!"

It would be strange if you couldn't hold back your laughter!

Queen Ye, who was still silently laughing, didn't notice the man approaching. It wasn't until he saw his wife laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down her face that he finally asked:

"What's so funny?"

Hearing the sound, Ye Wanying took several deep breaths before stopping, then pointed to the person who seemed exhausted and was resting on the ground:

"Your son!"

Gao Dan glanced at the person, his disdainful look returning: "What's wrong with my stupid son again?"

Mentioning this, Ye Wanying couldn't help but laugh again: "See for yourself!"

Sure enough, the little dumpling, who carries a ton of laughs with him, started doing his 'push-ups' again, making his dad chuckle and twitch his lips several times.

"Hey, why is he wiggling his butt? Does his butt hurt?"

Well, okay, if Ye Wanying hadn't known beforehand, she wouldn't have been able to figure out what that person was doing.

"Doing push-ups!"

Forehead?

Gao Dan finally understood why his wife had laughed so exaggeratedly earlier. If it weren't for his strong self-control, he probably would have lost his composure too.

As for the little dumpling, it was so tired that it couldn't do anything else, so it got up from the ground and asked very seriously, "Mommy, have I grown taller?"