"How deep is the generation gap?"

Chu Yiqin bent down and pinched his cheek, "Why did it become deeper after one trip?"

The child does have many wonderful ideas, which makes Chu Yiqin laugh and cry.

"Dadly..."

His little bun face was pinched into various shapes, and he glared at Chu Yiqin.

"You can't do anything."

He was extremely dissatisfied with his daddy, "You can't cut animal fruits, you can't pick me up after school, and you can't tell stories to coax me. You can't fight with me for mommy. Daddy like you is so bad."

Of course, it's much better than Baoer's father.

"The little bastard started to blame me? I don't like kids like you."

Chu Yiqin had the patience to accompany him to waste time.

I'll see what's wrong with him tonight.

Nono has something hidden in his heart. For children, things that adults think are irrelevant are about to break the sky in their hearts.

For example, picking up children in the trash can.

He felt more and more that he was a child picked up from the trash can, and Dad was not that good to him.

He is so pitiful.

He walked to the corner and squatted down.

Chu Yiqin touched his little head with his palm.

"Grow mushrooms?"

"Dad, you're bad."

His eyes were half-hung, and his eyelashes were curled, looking really wronged.

"Come here and go to the kitchen with me."

Chu Yiqin reached out and grabbed his little hand, "Isn't it just an animal fruit? I'll help you."

Although he doesn't like the appearance of a child as weak and bullied, he sometimes thinks that he is a six-year-old child.

He should not ask him by adult standards.

Chu Yiqin's childhood was not very good.

He was six years old and had no warmth, so he became sensible very early. He learned to be vigilant and safeguard himself in the struggle.

His growth environment is different from that of Nono.

"You don't know."

The child was stubborn, but he had already stood up and grabbed his big palm.

It was obvious that he wanted to give the young father a chance to see if he could satisfy him.

"Will you know when the time comes. Isn't it just cutting a fruit? Isn't it possible to have a mold?"

Chu Yiqin thought it was very simple. Although he had never done such a thing, he knew it a little bit.

"Don't talk big, the teacher says bragging is easy to get slapped in the face."

"Children, things that are difficult in your eyes are very different in the eyes of adults. You will know when you grow up that things that you can't do now will be easily accomplished when you reach old age."

"For example, stealing mommy?"

This is what the child thinks of.

"When I grow up, you will get old. When you get old, I will slap your butt and not let you see your mommy."

"Unfilial son."

Chu Yiqin didn't expect that the child's mind was full of these rebellious thoughts.

It's time to hit.

He was still very nice to him.

The butler took out the mold from the kitchen, and there was everything in the Chu family's kitchen.

After a simple cleaning, I took out a basket of unpacked fruit baskets.

"What are you going to eat?"

"Dragon fruit, apples, and bananas are also needed..."

Aunt Jiayi makes many kinds of them, and he also wants a lot of fruits.

"Why don't you talk about a basket?"

"Is that OK?"

Nono looked at him with clear eyes, he could give it to his mother.

Mommy will definitely like it very much.

"Can't."

Chu Yiqin slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his strong forearm.
Chapter completed!