Chapter 568: Mother is sweet, Daddy is smelly
As soon as he entered the door, Zixu knelt on the ground with ease and recounted the conversation between his brothers just now.
It contains warnings from his two older brothers and his hope for having more younger sisters in the future, and the description is so vivid and moving.
Mo Jinchuan: "..."
He knew that this brat was itching for trouble.
Before he could open his mouth to lecture her, Jiaojiao, who was sitting on his lap watching the fun, clapped her hands and said excitedly, "Hello, sister. Jiaojiao likes sister!"
The little girl's innocent words made the two of them blush.
Mo Jinchuan coughed lightly and said, "Get up, and don't talk nonsense in front of your sister from now on.
Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Got it." Zixu used his hands and feet to get up from the ground, patted the non-existent dust on his knees, and added slowly, "I'm not talking nonsense."
After saying that, he quickly hid behind Zi Yan, revealing a pair of cunning eyes and said, "Today is my sister's birthday, Daddy, don't be violent."
Glancing at An Yi next to him, he added, "Uncle An Yi can't do that either!"
As for the others...
They couldn't catch him at all, so there was naturally nothing to be afraid of.
But it was different for his father and Uncle Anyi. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't compare to a light tap of someone's toes.
Is it so great to be able to do Qinggong?
When he grows up, he will also practice such good light skills, and see how they can catch up with him.
Mo Jinchuan was amused by his self-righteous look and said solemnly, "Okay, I won't beat you today."
Zixu chuckled, as if he understood his thoughts, and said, "Master said that today's work must be done today, and there will be no settling of scores later."
Afraid that he would deny it, he hurried to Song Yanxi's side, pulled her sleeve and said, "Aunt, please be my witness. Adults cannot lie to children."
Song Yanxi laughed and teased him deliberately, "Third Young Master, I'm really sorry. It's not appropriate for me to interfere in matters between you and your father."
Zixu put his hands on his waist and said confidently, "Why can't I control it? If I say I can, I can."
As if he had thought of something, he frowned and asked, "Is it because my sister called you mother and I didn't, so you are unhappy and don't care?"
Song Yanxi was stunned and hurried to explain.
Zixu opened his mouth faster than her and shouted loudly, "Mother!"
As if afraid that Song Yanxi couldn't hear clearly, he shouted three times in one breath, his eyes full of pride.
It seems to be saying, it’s up to me to call people.
Song Yanxi felt her cheeks burning when she heard the continuous call of "Mom".
This child, this child...
Mo Jinchuan touched his nose and felt embarrassed as well.
It was not his intention to raise his child like this.
The key is that the eldest, the second, and even Jiaojiao are all very well-behaved and worry-free, but this little third...
Zi Yan and Zi Heng looked at each other and turned away at the same time.
That look of disgust was as if the six words "This is not my brother" were written on his face.
Jiaojiao was also surprised by her third brother's words. She smacked her lips and suddenly shouted, "Third brother is so loud, so great!"
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little subtle.
Mo Jinchuan said dryly: "The children are just too happy. They are not usually like this."
Song Yanxi smiled lightly and nodded, indicating that she understood.
The reason why Zixu acted like this was simply because he didn't want to be beaten. It was just a child's nature.
If we have to say who is wrong, the fault should be on Mo Jinchuan as the father.
Sticks won't solve the problem.
Especially a child like Zixu, who is clearly used to being beaten.
Even if he was afraid, he was afraid of the pain of being beaten, not of being punished for making a mistake.
If this continues, as he gets older, the stick will become less useful.
By then, he couldn't beat his own son, right?
After spending some time with him, Song Yanxi felt that although the Third Young Master had a somewhat eccentric personality, he was not at all bad-tempered.
If someone could patiently guide him, with his intelligence, he would definitely understand his father's painstaking efforts.
Thinking of this, Song Yanxi reached out and touched Zixu's head, met his expectant eyes and said, "Don't worry, Third Young Master. I will bear witness to what happened today."
As she spoke, she turned to look at Mo Jinchuan, a smile in her eyes as she said, "I think with the prince's character, he would never go back on his word."
Mo Jinchuan's lips curved slightly, "Of course."
Seeing the two of them smiling at each other, Zixu also laughed, feeling happy that he had successfully escaped danger.
The two brothers standing aside also had smiles in their eyes.
But what made them happy was that this palace was finally going to welcome a hostess.
And they will finally have a mother.
No matter how their mother treats them in the future, as long as their father and sister like them, that's enough.
As for the clingy third brother, they would naturally keep a close eye on him and not let him reveal his true nature too early and scare people away.
Seeing that everyone was laughing, Jiaojiao was happy from the bottom of her heart. She twisted her little butt and rubbed it, trying to get off Mo Jinchuan's legs.
A pair of small eyes stared straight at Song Yanxi's legs, and his intention was obvious.
She wants a sweet and soft mother, not a stinky father.
But she couldn't say it out loud, after all, her eldest brother said that it would easily hurt her father's feelings.
Jiaojiao didn't want to make her father sad, so she couldn't say it.
Just when the little girl thought she was acting discreetly and her little butt was about to be suspended in the air, a big hand grabbed her back.
From above, my father's voice could not be denied, "Auntie is tired, just sit still."
"Oh." Jiaojiao responded, and her whole body suddenly looked like a wilted eggplant.
That aggrieved little look is enough to melt one's heart.
Song Yanxi was about to say something when she saw Mo Jinchuan silently shaking his head at her.
It clearly said: "You don't have to spoil her."
But who can resist spoiling such a cute little kid?
Anyway, Song Yanxi can't do it.
She shook her head at Mo Jinchuan and lip-synced, "Let me do it."
By not directly refuting him, I've already given him face. I hope he won't be ungrateful.
Seeing the clue from her eyes, Mo Jinchuan laughed, but had to pretend to be serious and said: "You can only hold her for a quarter of an hour, and you can't cling to your aunt, understand?"
Hearing this, Jiaojiao's eyes, which had been as pale as frost-bitten eggplants just a moment ago, instantly lit up, and she nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay!"
She looked so excited that Mo Jinchuan even doubted whether she had heard what he said clearly.
This is a good thing. All the children like her, so there is no need to worry about them not getting along in the future.
As for the child being too clingy, we will just deal with it slowly over time.
Finally, he sat on Song Yanxi's lap, hugged her and took two deep puffs, then smiled sweetly and said, "Mother, it smells so good!"
Zixu tilted his head and asked, "What about Daddy?"
The little girl was in high spirits and blurted out, "Daddy stinks!"
After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said. She shook her head like a rattle and said, "Daddy doesn't stink, he just has a little strange smell."
Mo Jinchuan's face froze slightly, and then he heard Song Yanxi ask, "Jiaojiao, what does it smell like?"
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