Lu Dezhong's thoughts were interrupted by his son Lu Erbao's words.
Looking at the child's innocent face, Lu Dezhong couldn't bear to refuse.
"Of course!"
Lu Dezhong nodded and quickly agreed.
"Ah, ah, ah, I love paper airplanes the best!"
Six-year-old Lu Erbao jumped happily and waved his little hands.
"It's just a paper airplane, you're so excited about it, like no one has ever seen it before!"
Lu Dabao, who was doing his homework on the table beside him, curled his lips.
You act like you have never seen the world.
"Humph, it's none of your business!"
Lu Erbao was not to be outdone and retorted with his fists raised.
"cut!"
Rolling his eyes, Lu Dabao ignored Erbao.
As Lu Dezhong watched the children playing, all his fatigue from the day disappeared.
All that was left was a smile on his face.
The paper airplane had just been folded halfway when a voice came from the kitchen.
"Dad, come and help serve the dishes!"
Lu Dezhong looked at the half-folded paper airplane in his hand and replied towards the kitchen.
"It's coming soon, wait a moment!"
As he spoke, he quickened the speed of his hands, and in a few seconds, a paper airplane was folded.
After folding one, he picked up the paper next to it and folded the second one.
Whatever the younger son has, the older son must also have.
This is what he should give as a father.
He has always been impartial and treated both children fairly.
My eldest son, Lu Dabao, is ten years old this year and has just started the third grade.
After all, the eldest son is three or four years older, and compared to the younger son, he is already very mature.
She basically won't come up to him, make requests to him, or act like a spoiled child or anything like that.
However, since you are a child, you don’t need to be too mature. At least you should act like a child.
Most of the time, the eldest son acts like an adult and totally disdains the childishness of his younger son.
"Dabao, this is yours!"
Lu Dezhong put it directly on his desk regardless of whether he wanted it or not.
Then, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.
"childish!"
Lu Dabao curled his lips again, looking a little disgusted.
"You think it's childish, but I don't. If you don't want it, you can give it to me!"
As he said that, Erbao stretched out his claws.
"Let go of that paper airplane!"
With a snap, Dabao grabbed a book on the table and slapped it directly on Erbao's hand.
“Wow, wow…”
Lu Erbao was beaten and screamed in pain, tears streaming down his face.
The crying sound instantly alarmed the couple in the kitchen.
"Lu Dabao, are you bullying Erbao again?"
Tao Xiaohong ran out in a hurry and started cursing without asking any questions!
"He's still young, can't you be more lenient with him?"
This child is so ignorant. He is already ten years old, but he still doesn't know how to give in to his younger brother.
"Good boy, stop crying. Mommy can see where it hurts."
As she spoke, Tao Xiaohong took Erbao's hand and comforted him gently.
"Can you blame me for that? It's his fault for being so naughty!"
Dabao was a little unconvinced, turned his head, pouted and muttered something.
When Erbao saw his mother coming out, he went straight into her arms, crying and whimpering, feeling even more aggrieved.
"Are you trying to piss me off to death?"
Hearing that he was still being stubborn, Tao Xiaohong got furious.
She stood up suddenly, put the second baby in her arms on a stool beside her, and was about to go over to deal with the first baby.
"Xiaohong, calm down!"
Lu Dezhong, who came out with a plate, saw Tao Xiaohong about to hit his son, so he quickly pulled her back.
"Look at your son, he's really outrageous. He's grown up, but he's still so ignorant and bullies his brother all day long!"
When she mentioned her eldest son, she couldn't help but get angry.
She taught him every day that older people should give in to younger ones.
But what about him?
It went in one ear and out the other, and I didn't hear a word of it.
After you finish your words, he will do whatever he wants, and she will be so angry that she will die.
"Erbao, tell me, what exactly is going on?"
Putting down the plate of food in his hand, Lu Dezhong squatted down and moved closer to Lu Erbao.
Although Lu Dezhong is not at home every day, he is not blind.
The eldest son has a very stable personality and usually doesn't fight or compete with others.
If his youngest son had not been naughty and provoked him, he would never have hit him.
"My brother said paper airplanes are too childish and he doesn't want them at all, but I want them and he won't let me touch them!"
The second baby is already six years old and speaks very clearly.
It is easy to express the conflict between the two.
“Erbao, didn’t I fold it for you? Do you also have paper airplanes?”
Lu Dezhong wiped his tears and asked while looking into his eyes seriously.
Lu Erbao held back his tears and stopped crying.
Remembering the paper airplane his father had folded for him, he looked at his hands.
The paper airplane was still lying in his hand!
"But, I also want that from my brother!"
His voice grew fainter and fainter, until finally, nothing could be heard.
"Erbao, do you know that it belongs to your brother? It's wrong to do this!"
Lu Dezhong did not lose his temper, but instead talked to him properly.
After a moment, Erbao nodded, stood up like a man, and walked to Dabao's side.
"Brother, I was wrong. I will never steal your things again!"
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