Little Zimo looked at her with a silly look on his face, not understanding why his mother suddenly said this.
Bei Yutang couldn't help but pinch his chubby little face when she saw his little appearance. "Whenever you meet someone you like in the future, remember to give her flowers."
Little Zimo said with a straightforward and cute face: "I only like my mother."
Bei Yutang laughed unkindly, then kissed him hard on the face.
At this moment, a young girl's voice came from a carriage, "Hey, you're so old, but you still want your mother's kiss. How shameful!"
Xiao Zimo and Bei Yutang heard the sound and looked towards the carriage passing by them. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a plump, pale girl with baby fat made a shy gesture towards Xiao Zimo.
Xiao Zimo's face suddenly turned red, and he silently looked at the contemptuous look cast at him by the little girl opposite.
On the way back, Bei Yutang noticed that Xiao Zimo was hesitant to speak. Bei Yutang couldn't bear to watch it, and was really worried that the little guy would hurt himself.
"Mo'er, what do you want to say?" Bei Yutang asked.
Xiao Zimo's eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at her.
Looking at his guilty look, I roughly guessed what he wanted to say.
Bei Yutang continued to ask patiently, "Tell me. Tell me what's on your mind. Don't keep it in your heart."
Little Zimo tilted his head back, and his fair and tender face turned pink, making people want to pinch it. However, Bei Yutang still held back.
After the little guy had prepared himself mentally, he said in a soft voice, "Mom, please don't kiss my face outside anymore."
After saying this, the little guy lowered his head guiltily.
Seeing that his mother hadn't responded for a long time, he felt very uneasy. He couldn't help but secretly glance up, and his eyes met Bei Yutang's. He saw that his mother was looking at him with a smile, not angry at all.
Even though he didn't see that his mother wasn't angry, he still couldn't help but want to say, "Mom can do it at home."
Bei Yutang looked at this warm-hearted little guy and added this sentence because he was afraid that he would be sad.
"Okay, mother promises you that she will no longer kiss you in front of outsiders. Our little Mo'er is already a little adult." Bei Yutang rubbed little Mo's head lovingly.
Seeing that his mother really didn't mind and was not sad, Xiao Moer breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt a little guilty in his heart, as if he had done something unforgivable.
"Mo'er, mother will tell you a story." Bei Yutang said at this time.
When Xiao Zimo heard her words, his mind was immediately diverted to this, and he looked at her with burning eyes.
Bei Yutang spoke slowly.
On a hot day, a father, his son, and a donkey were walking down a dusty street. The father rode the donkey, while the son led it. A passerby said, "Poor child! How can you let a grown man ride lazily on a donkey with such composure?"
When the father heard this, he immediately got off the donkey and let his son ride on it.
But before he had gone far, a passerby's voice rang in his ears: "How unfilial! This little fellow is riding on the donkey like a young master, while his poor old father is running beside him."
This hurt the child, so he asked his father to sit behind him.
At this moment, a woman pointed at the father and son and said, "Oh, my God."
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