"What's wrong with that? Brother Jie said that in Myanmar, the most important skill is to learn how to fight, shoot, and wage war. Nothing else matters. It's useless to know how to count but can't fight." The little boy already has a faint shadow of his father. In addition, he is used to hanging out with Wu Jie, so he speaks like a bandit.
"Baby, you are so young, you can't say bad words." Nanxi taught him patiently.
"My father also said that he is still a general."
"Dad was wrong. I taught him a lesson." Nanxi said, deliberately hitting her husband a few times in front of her son. "You see, even Dad has to accept punishment when he does something wrong."
Ba Chuang watched his mother acting in front of him, shook his head like a little adult, and looked at his father, "Dad, was my mother so naive from the beginning?"
"I spoiled her, so if I ask you to take care of her, just take care of yourself." Baru lowered his eyes and warned his son. What would happen if his wife, whom he had coaxed with great difficulty, was angered by this kid again?
Ba Chuang curled his lips, then nodded, "I'll remember, Mom."
"Good boy." Nanxi pinched his little face.
At this moment, Ba Chuang hoped very much that his mother would give birth to the little girl in her belly as soon as possible, so that she would have no energy to pay attention to him.
The car stopped at the hospital entrance, and the family of three got out.
Nanxi went to the flower shop and bought a few bouquets of flowers and some other things, and asked someone to take them to the hospital ward to see Fuchai and Poha who were receiving treatment.
She knew that Daozi was also sent to this hospital to treat his injuries, but she didn't expect that he would ask to see her.
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