Besides, even the most hard-hearted person would instantly soften when hearing his child calls his father.
"That's when,"
Jiang Yuman raised her eyebrows. "When did he become such a genius? He can even teach himself. Can't you?"
Children need adults to teach them when they learn to speak, and Fu Jingchen usually doesn't teach his father at all, so she is the only one who does it.
"I know."
Fu Jingchen held Xiaoyi and walked to her side, "Thank you."
Not only thank her for teaching the child, but most importantly thank her for making him a father.
The man in front of me had deep eyes, filled with deep emotion.
Jiang Yuman glanced at Fu Haitang beside her, turned her outstretched hand, and patted the dust off his shoulder.
Fu Haitang instantly found himself as a light bulb and tactfully went into the room.
Seeing her come in, Fu Siyi called out in a loud voice: "Dudu, Dudu."
While speaking, he moved his hands and feet together like an octopus.
Fu Haitang didn't even turn his head.
In the yard, Fu Jingchen couldn't do anything at all and could only follow his wife around.
But I still enjoy helping pass things from time to time.
He was a scout and could tell if Jiang Yuman was looking at something for a second and he would help hand it over without Jiang Yuman having to ask.
In other words, Xiang Lifeng didn't know that he had put this book on it, otherwise, he would definitely be heartbroken and ask him what kind of magic potion he had drunk.
Jiang Yuman took the things and turned her head slightly, and she could see that both the father and son were looking at her.
Fu Jingchen was fine, but Fu Siyi was too young. Whenever he saw her, he would flutter his arms and legs and laugh like a little duck.
One is big and the other is small. The big one is cool and handsome, while the small one is cute and lively.
Looking at Haitang's room and seeing that the door was closed, Jiang Yuman pointed to her cheek.
Fu Jingchen understood and lowered his head to kiss her.
Xiaoyi's eyes rolled around, and he was very confused.
…
that's all,
After he opened his mouth and said "Dad", Xiaoyi seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and slowly, he became more and more accurate with each passing day.
Only the two words "dudu" still have no improvement.
In addition to the baby's poor pitch, the most important reason was that Fu Haitang went to the art troupe. He saw his aunt less often, and his pronunciation was not accurate.
When Fu Haitang first joined the art troupe, he had to start from scratch and learn the basics, so he had no time to go home.
After five days away, Jiang Yuman specially prepared a meal for her. Seeing that she didn't eat much, she asked, "Why don't you eat more?"
In just five days, I lost so much weight.
"I'm full."
Fu Haitang hugged Xiaoyi and buried his head in his chest, making him laugh.
"You're not at home, and when he wakes up he looks around here and there."
Jiang Yuman said, "I thanked you at the beginning, but now you have probably forgotten."
"Ah? Xiaoyi, have you forgotten me?" Fu Haitang became anxious when he heard this. He taught for a long time and was not satisfied until he heard his nephew utter a "dudu".
At noon, Fu Jingchen came back and saw his sister, and asked, "Why did you have time to come back?"
"The leader of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe is here. The director and choreographer are busy receiving him, so we are free to move around." Fu Haitang said
The leader of Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe is here?
Hearing this, Jiang Yuman knew that the opportunity had come.
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