After Chen Shiyu left, Xu's father and mother asked how Chen Shiyu knew their daughter.

"He is Academician Shen's grandson."

"The one you were helping with psychological treatment?"

"right."

Upon hearing this, Xu's father and mother nodded, and were even more surprised at the change in Shen Shiyu's mind.

I heard before that he was a quiet person.

But now it seems that he is more talkative than their little grandson.

This is quite a big change.

Xu Qingluo: “….”

Who says it’s not?

After Xu Qingluo finished her meal at Xu Shang's house, she followed Xu's father and mother back to the compound.

As soon as she returned home, she was angrily questioned by her two sons.

Ask her why she doesn't take them out to eat delicious food.

"I'll take you there another day."

"My mind is full of delicious food, be careful of the little fat man."

"No way, mom, don't try to lie to us."

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan puffed up their little faces and stuck out their round bellies to show Xu Qingluo that they were really not little fat kids.

Xu Qingluo looked at his two sons with amusement and reached out to touch their round bellies.

I looked at their chubby little faces again and laughed in my heart.

They look like two fat babies, aren’t they fat?

"Yes, yes, you are the thinnest."

Xu Qingluo patted her two sons' fat butts. With a light slap, the flesh on their buttocks bounced back.

It felt so good that Xu Qingluo couldn't help but take a few more photos.

"Wife, I'll take care of them."

"Go take a shower first."

Zhou Yuheng picked up one of his fat sons with one hand and stuffed them into their cribs.

Put your hands on their faces and let them sleep on their own.

"Tell a story."

"Not tonight."

"Why?"

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan stared at their old father. Zhou Yuheng looked at his two sons' watery eyes and explained patiently.

"It's too late."

The two children refused to go to bed and insisted on waiting for Xu Qingluo to come back.

We waited until nine o'clock in the evening.

"oh."

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan closed their eyes and slept obediently, with their hands placed on their bellies, their faces peaceful.......

Zhou Yuheng looked at his two sons with peaceful faces, and silently reached out his hands and placed them under their noses to feel their breath.

Live......Live......

———

Shen Shiyu was a man of his words, and he came to visit early the next morning.

Zhou Yuheng took him and his two children to the mountains to shoot birds for the whole morning.

When they came back, they all had a lot of harvest in their hands. Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan shouted that they wanted to roast the bird and eat it...

Bird: “!!!”

What a cruel kid!

"The bird isn't dead, why don't you keep it?"

Xu Qingluo was afraid that her two sons would really roast the bird and eat it.

He quickly stepped forward and took his two sons to popularize the knowledge that "all things have spirits".

"Okay, okay~"

What Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan fear most is their mother's nagging.

They usually have enough meat to eat, so they won't hold on to this matter.

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan want to raise the bird in a tree in the backyard.

Zhou Yuheng quietly made two bird nests and placed them on both sides.

One for each person, fair and just.

The two children were very protective of their belongings and no one was allowed to touch them without their consent.

"Little bird, grow up well!"

"When you grow up, roast it and eat it!"

The two children opened their most innocent mouths and said the cruelest words...