Ye Wanying took the egg from her son and squatted down again: "Sweetie, can you tell Mommy who gave you this egg?"

The two old men also ate steamed buns and drank plain water this morning.

Where did you get those eggs, kid?

The little dumpling reached out and scratched its head, seemingly struggling with the question: Should it tell or not?

Ye Wanying wasn't stupid; she could naturally see the little expression on her son's face.

"What? You're still keeping it a secret from Mom? Sigh... even our little dumpling has secrets now!"

How could a little person possibly see their own mother sad?

Although his heartbroken expression was just an act by his heartless mother, the little boy was genuinely worried.

"Mommy, Mommy, no, Tuanzi would never have any secrets from you!"

puff.

Sure enough, the most obedient son in the whole world is still the most precious son.

The little guy's hand was still on his mother's face, and every now and then, he would kiss her a few times with his little mouth.

"Mommy, Tuanzi will never keep any secrets from you, so don't be sad!"

That's a sweet tongue...

Ye Wanying was naturally very satisfied: "Okay, baby, give Mommy another kiss, and Mommy won't be sad anymore!"

Well, of course I won't hold back if I can take advantage of my son as much as possible right now!

In a few years, this little guy might not be so easy to talk to.

Indeed, with the excellent genes of Master Gao, this little dumpling seems destined to take the aloof route!

After all, looks and charisma are what really matter!

Now that they're young, they can act cute and charming, but as they get older and grow taller, it will become much more obvious.

"Mwah, mwah, mwah."

Suddenly, the sound of the little guy making kissing noises rang out.

Ye Wanying hugged her son tightly: "Alright, now can you tell Mom who gave you the eggs?"

The little figure, nestled against Yingying's chest, nodded: "Mmm."

"good!"

"Yes, it was given to me by an uncle."

"Uncle? That uncle? Do you know him?"

The little man shook his head.

Don't you recognize me?

Why would someone give you eggs if they don't even recognize you?

Who's such a big, dumb guy?

Fortunately, the little man had good expressive ability and an even better memory, and he recounted the events of the morning in detail.

It turns out that the little person met a man while using the toilet. The man even helped the little person urinate, so the two suddenly became good friends. Afterwards, when the little person came out of the toilet, he bought an extra egg for the little person when he bought breakfast.

cough.

The matter is actually quite simple; there's really nothing complicated about it.

Ye Wanying asked a lot of questions, but there was nothing wrong with them, so she didn't pay any more attention to it.

However, I hadn't noticed it before, but this time, I suddenly felt that my son was no longer suitable to stay with me for long periods of time.

How can a little boy spend so much time with his mother?

They need to spend more time with their father; it will be better for their future development!

First of all, the fact that my son went to the toilet this morning already revealed the problem.

Ling Jin couldn't possibly go into the men's restroom, and the little guy kept refusing to go into the women's restroom, so in the end, the little guy had to go in by himself.

But she was too small to reach it, and that's when that man happened to help her. And that's how this whole series of events unfolded.

Ye Wanying gently put her arm around her son's lower back and asked, "Sweetie, do we still stand by our promise that we'd go back to school after the New Year?"

The little guy paused, and the struggle on his face became clear once again.

Can you say it doesn't count?

Of course not!

Which child likes going to school?