Lu Qingyang couldn't help laughing when he saw his son's greedy look. He reached out and gently tapped his chubby little face: "You only know how to eat. What a pity, you have to wait a little longer for these good things."
Thinking of milk powder, Lu Qingyang asked casually: "Is there enough milk powder recently?"
"It's enough, but the little one has such a huge milk requirement and eats so much. Look how chubby he has become."
"What's more, the little one has such a huge milk intake and eats so much. Look how chubby he has grown."
The little guy is indeed a lot stronger than his sister. His arms and legs are like lotus root nodes, and he feels heavy in my hands when I hold him.
Pan Yun, who had just finished wiping his hands, came over immediately upon hearing this. He looked at his chubby grandson with a smile on his face. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch the little boy's chubby cheeks:
"Being able to eat is a blessing. Our head has a good appetite, so he's strong and healthy! He grows fast! Grandma likes our head's sturdiness!"
Little Yuer in his father's arms seemed to understand what was being praised by his brother. He pouted his little mouth slightly and made a "hmm~" sound, as if he was protesting a little.
Lu Qingyang immediately understood and bent down to kiss his daughter's face: "Our little Yu'er eats well and grows up delicately, just like her mother, right?"
Xiao Yuer was coaxed immediately. He rubbed his little face against his father's neck and hummed with satisfaction.
"Okay, okay, let's eat!" Aunt Liu brought the last dish to the table and greeted with a smile.
…
The moonlight outside the window was like water, and the military compound was quiet.
The two little kids were now sleeping soundly on the small bed in the room after being coaxed to sleep by Aunt Liu, occasionally humming in their sleep.
Lu Qingyang and Shen Moxiao finished washing up, changed into comfortable pajamas, and lay down on their beds side by side.
Chen Mo leaned back on the pillow, closed her eyes, and gently pressed her temples and eye sockets with her knuckles, with a hint of fatigue between her brows.
"What's wrong? Are your eyes uncomfortable?" Lu Qingyang turned sideways and looked at his wife with concern.
놛 noticed that she has been reading for a long time recently.
"Well," Shen Mo let go of her hand, sighed, and opened her eyes, with a slight redness under her eyes. "My eyes are swollen and dry from reading those professional books."
As she spoke, she couldn't help rubbing her eyes.
Lu Qingyang pulled her hand distressedly.
He exchanged a bottle of eye drops from the space and said, "I'll give you some eye drops. It will make you feel better."
Shen Mo sighed comfortably, her body relaxed, and she enjoyed her husband's considerate care.
However, after a moment of silence, she seemed to remember something unpleasant, her brows slightly furrowed again, and her tone became somewhat indignant.
"You don't know, there's a boy in school lately who's been annoying me!"
"Oh?" Lu Qingyang's fingers continued massaging, but his voice became quiet. "What's going on?"
"There's just a student in our department," Shen Mo curled her lips, "relying on his family's background or something, he feels so good about himself! I've clearly rejected him several times. I told him I have a family and asked him to leave me alone, but he still doesn't give up. He hangs around our classroom door every day, finds all kinds of excuses to talk to me, gives me some inexplicable gifts, and tells me not to use such words to deceive you. Give you a chance... He's simply sick!"
Shen Mo became more and more angry as she spoke, her fists clenched tightly. "Today, after school, she blocked me at the library entrance again, saying she would treat me to a movie! I was so... angry that my hands are itching. Brother Qingyang, can I just punch her? Let her wake up!"
Lu Qingyang listened to his wife's description, his eyes gradually turned colder, and his fingers massaging her stopped slightly.
Of course, I know Chen Mo's personality. She's straightforward and sharp. If she gets angry, she might resort to violence. But...
"Xiao Mo, fighting in school is not allowed."
"Why?" Shen Mo was a little unconvinced, "You deserve a beating!"
"Of course you deserve a beating, but you can't do it. You're a student. Fighting in school, no matter what the cause, is subject to the school rules. It will have a bad impact on you. You're not alone now. You have me, Little Tou, and Xiaoyuer. I can't let you take any risks or get into any trouble over this kind of nonsense."
"Then... then let you keep pestering me like this? It's so annoying!"
"Of course not. What's your name? Which department are you from? What does you look like?" 놛 asked in a series of questions.
Shen Mo was stunned for a moment, looking at her husband's eyes that suddenly became dangerous, and suddenly realized something: "You...what do you want to do?"
"Don't worry, I won't do anything rash, let alone fight in school."
Lu Qingyang seemed to be lost in thought. "Tell me who you are, and leave the rest to me. Outside of school... some of them are 'technical solutions' to make you remember that some people's ideas cannot be violated. If you do, you will pay the price. Moreover, I guarantee that you won't be able to find any evidence against them, and you will never dare to bother you again."
"Yeah." Shen Mo described his appearance. "Your name is Zhang Wei?"
Lu Qingyang couldn't help but complain: "Such a common name?"
Shen Mo wondered: "Is this a popular name?"
"No matter whether it's popular or not, you're in big trouble." Lu Qingyang smiled sinisterly.
…
Zhang Wei has been feeling like a restless rabbit in his heart lately.
He set his sights on a female student named Shen Mo in the university.
This girl is so different from other girls!
Those tricks that worked so well on other girls, like passing a piece of paper with a sour poem on it, or just walking along for a while during class, all fell flat on their face when it came to Chen Mo.
Flowers? Flowers are so precious these days, and after much difficulty, she managed to get a small bouquet. But Shen Mo didn't even glance at it. She just handed it to the auntie who was sweeping the floor next to her, saying, "Auntie, take it home and put it in a vase. It smells so good!"
It made my face turn green.
Writing a love letter? I racked my brains to copy a Pushkin poem, but the next day, my typo-ridden "masterpiece" was somehow posted in a corner of the department bulletin board, with two words written in red pen next to it: "Sassy!"
It attracted a crowd of onlookers to watch and laugh.
As for blocking the road and chatting up people?
Shen Mo frowned, her eyes like knives tempered with ice, and she looked as if she was about to punch him at any second.
But the more this happened, the stronger the evil in Zhang Wei's heart became.
Zhang Wei from the Medical College is a big shot. How many girls are flirting with him?
Why is Chen Mo so tough?
After thinking it over, he slapped his thigh and said: It must be that girls are too shy.
This is a public place, and I'm a college student in the new society. I have to pay attention to the impact. I'm sorry.
Yes, that must be it.
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