An Wen was amused by his serious words, pinched his face, and said, "Are you going to talk about freedom with your mother now?"
"According to the space, when people leave the mother's body, they enjoy the freedom of the body, that is, the freedom of the person." Xiao Xuebi said solemnly, and put on her sunglasses while speaking.
"Personal freedom... Do you think your mother will control you?" An Wen asked.
"Dad's mouth can't be pried open even with my Transformers, but facing you, mom...he won't last long."
Little Xuebi shook her head to express her understanding of her father, and at the same time grabbed a denim jacket next to her and put it on, looking left and right in the mirror.
"The glasses won't work."
After speaking, he walked into the pile of clothes and began to look for his big sunglasses case.
"Okay, I admit it, I won't let you participate in the show, so from now on you stay at home, and if you dare to run around outside of school, I will break the legs of your father and son." An Wen said, crossing her chest.
Chu Qichen, who was eavesdropping behind the door, looked down subconsciously.
Little Xuebi, who was sitting on the ground, heard something was wrong from her mother's tone, and she seemed to be serious this time.
"If you break my leg, Uncle Xia will support me when he comes."
Little Xuebi knew that An Wen couldn't stand Xia Jin the most.
"If your uncle Xia dares to come, I will break his legs. It's not that mom is bragging to you. All your uncles are not enough for me to beat. If you don't want them to lie in bed for a while, don't call Go over and ask for help." An Wen said forcefully.
"But we all promised him. It's not good to miss the appointment. Last time, Uncle Xia Jin was late to shit and Mom scolded him." Little Xuebi got up, puffing out her small chest to reason with her mother.
It's a pity that An Wen doesn't like this.
"In civilized terms, if you say those two words again next time, I'll give away your Transformers." An Wen reached out and lifted Little Sprite from the pile of clothes, and put it on the bed.
"Mom, you can't be unreasonable. Dad said that unreasonable people can't move an inch." Little Xuebi got up from the bed, still wanting to reason with her mother.
"Come in." An Wen called out.
Chu Qichen looked around, waved to Chu Ma who was listening not far behind, and hinted, "Go in!"
Chu's father had a gloating expression of "you want to be beautiful".
Chu Qichen could only walk in by himself.
"I heard that you and little Xuebi said that I can't move forward if I'm unreasonable?" An Wen asked.
With a serious face, Chu Qichen walked to An Wen's side and said to Xiao Xuebi: "No, your mother is right in this family."
But as soon as An Wen looked away, Chu Qichen immediately gave Xiao Xuebi a wink.
Hold on, son.
It was the first time for Xiao Xuebi to see her father Bingshan's rapid face change, and she was dumbfounded.
Seeing Xiao Xuebi's expression as if she had been hit, An Wen softened her heart, and said, "As long as you don't appear on the show, mom won't control you."
Chu Qichen took a step back secretly, clenched his fists in front of his chest to cheer him up.
Come on!
Three heads suddenly appeared at the door, with three faces eating melons, and then the three eyes focused on Chu Qichen, who was dancing and cheering for Little Sprite.
Chu's mother looked relieved and said, "Our son has become more lively."
Father Chu regretted: "I forgot to bring my mobile phone, I should take a picture."
Grandpa Chu: "Little great-grandson, come on!"
"Mom, I can't promise you, if I'm on the show, grandma, they and Andrew can see me." Little Xuebi said seriously.