Song Lingchen frowned in disgust. "No, I'm not going anywhere. You're too naive."
Liu Zhiyuan walked up to him and asked softly, "Okay, tell Mom, how childish? What happened to you in the experience class? Tell Mom."
Song Lingchen propped his chin up with both hands, looking listless. "The teacher pointed at something and asked excitedly, and those children happily answered the teacher's questions. How childish!"
Liu Zhiyuan could only explain to him softly,
"It's not that the other kids are childish, it's that you know more than the others. That's why you feel that way. Kindergarten is actually very interesting. Today I saw the teacher bring a lot of toys for you to play with."
Song Lingchen puffed up his cheeks again and retorted, "But the teacher doesn't allow me to dismantle those cars!"
Liu Zhiyuan had to explain again,
"Yes, you can't be as casual in kindergarten as you are at home. Mommy tells you, not every child likes to take apart toys. If you take apart the toys in the classroom, will the other children lose their fun?"
"Then I'm not happy!"
"You can't do that. You have to go to kindergarten. And you have to understand that only our own toys can be disassembled at will, not other people's toys. Didn't Dad tell you before?"
Liu Zhiyuan honestly felt that having a gifted son was sometimes quite troublesome. For example, this time, she was really troubled by the explanation.
Only after bringing up the big tiger Song Ling did Song Lingchen restrain himself a little. But he was still not satisfied, "They are all little nymphomaniacs, always calling me handsome, even the teacher calls me that."
Liu Zhiyuan opened her red lips, not knowing how to answer them. After thinking for a moment, she could only say, "They say you're handsome, and they like you. Do you understand?"
Song Lingchen was too proud, "I don't want to understand!"
Liu Zhiyuan was tired of explaining and had to keep a straight face.
"Well, no matter what you say, you can't not go to kindergarten. The only choice you have is which kindergarten to go to. It's up to you."
Song Lingchen was very unhappy, "Don't go, just don't go! It's annoying!"
Liu Zhiyuan's good temper was almost worn out, and her voice became a little louder. "You said you wouldn't go, so you're not going? I think you're annoying!"
Song Lingchen turned around and ignored her.
Liu Zhiyuan was angry, her face flushed, and she almost gritted her teeth.
"Song Lingchen, no matter what you say today, I will let you go to kindergarten. I was happily discussing this with you, and if you talk to me like this again, I will call your father directly."
Song Lingchen's shoulders trembled, and a hint of nervousness flashed in his bright eyes. But he still refused to compromise: "You only know how to threaten me, you're annoying!"
"You are the annoying one! You are unreasonable and don't listen to adults. It's really annoying!" Liu Zhiyuan was angry.
Song Lingchen retorted to her: "You're annoying! I told you I don't want to go, and I just don't want to go!"
In the end, the two people quarreled again.
Finally, Liu Zhiyuan took the initiative to call Song Ling to complain.
Song Ling heard her panting voice, and that magnetic voice was transmitted through the radio like a clear spring: "Calm down first. If you can't handle it, wait for me to come home."
Liu Zhiyuan was really angry. The doll was hers and she couldn't control him. She was really annoyed and could only complain to her husband.
"Honey, I'm angry and my head hurts. I worked hard all day to choose a kindergarten for him, and then accompanied him to a trial class. He didn't listen at all and didn't want to go to kindergarten. I'm really dizzy."
"Calm down, ignore him for now, and wait for me to go home and deal with this matter. If you are in a bad mood, ask your friends to go shopping with you." Song Ling's voice was filled with pampering.
Liu Zhiyuan was comforted a little, and spoke softly and tenderly. "Husband, tell me, did we give birth to the wrong child?"
Song Ling rubbed his eyebrows awkwardly and said seriously, "This possibility does not exist."
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing.
"Well, who told you that the little rascal is the same as you? I'm telling you seriously now, I won't talk to that little rascal until you come back."
"Okay, ignore him, ignore him!" After more than four years of marriage, Song Ling continued to indulge and pamper her.
Liu Zhiyuan's heart was getting happier and her mood was getting better. "I'm going shopping. I've made an appointment with Sister Yanran to go shopping. Honey, if I see any handsome clothes, I'll buy them for you, but I won't buy them for that little rascal Song Lingchen."
Song Ling's voice was very soft, "Okay, be careful."
night.
Liu Zhiyuan returned home with a full load. She bought two sets of clothes for herself, two sets of men's suits, two ties, and also bought gifts for every servant in the house.
She happily distributed gifts to everyone. It's true that women go on a shopping spree when they're feeling down. After the shopping, I felt really good.
When she came back, Song Lingchen was watching cartoons in the living room.
Every time Liu Zhiyuan came back from shopping, she would give him the things she bought as gifts.
But this time, not only did she not do that, she didn't even look at him.
The servants and the kindergarten teachers all had gifts.
In fact, he doesn't want gifts, he just doesn't like the feeling of being ignored.
He turned around and angrily yelled at Liu Zhiyuan, "Do you know that you've been wasting money all day? It's all because of my dad!"
When Liu Zhiyuan heard this, she stuck out her tongue at him.
"You can't control it, you can't manage it. Your dad is happy to spoil me! I know your dad spoils me, but you still make me angry. Let's see how he'll deal with you when he gets back."
Song Lingchen snorted coldly and turned his head to continue watching the cartoon.
But inside, he was nervous and usually afraid of his father.
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