years later.
In May, the weather gradually turns hot.
Tang Song's body was checked by Fu Jingsheng, and there was no problem.
Over one year old, the little guy is learning to walk in his own yard.
He wobbled and fell to the ground after taking a few steps.
Tang Si was sitting on the reclining chair, holding the newspaper in his hand, shaking it like that.
A posture, lazy and leisurely.
Song Yi went over and kicked his calf: "Could you catch him when he falls, and something will happen later."
Tang Si raised his eyes, looked at the little guy standing in the yard, and sighed slowly: "It's getting hot, he wears so much, what can he do wrong?"
"The altitude is low, and it doesn't hurt if the child falls." Tang Si raised his chin towards Tang Song: "Look, he didn't even cry, so it definitely doesn't hurt."
Song Yi: "..."
That's because Tang and Song didn't like to cry.
"Baby, come to Mommy."
Tang Song has short legs, and walks towards Song Yi with flickering steps.
His facial features look more and more like Tang Si.
Like it was carved out of a mould.
She knelt down, pinched Tang Song's face, then looked at Tang Si and said, "So you looked like this when you were young? You're so cute."
Tang Si glanced at Tang Song, snorted and didn't speak.
"Have you chosen the place to travel? I'll hand over the leave slip."
"Um."
Song Yi: "When the time comes, leave the baby with mom and come back after playing for a month."
Tang Song seemed to hear that his parents were going to abandon him, and he wanted to hug him while thrashing about.
She picked Tang Song up and sank a lot: "What if you don't get him something to eat in the future and raise a fat man in the future?"
Tang Si said indifferently: "How is it possible? Neither of us is fat, so how could he be fat?"
The genes are all like this, the parents are not fat, and the chance of the child being fat is quite small.
…
That night, Song Yi packed her luggage and things.
Tang Song was sitting on the bed, watching his mother tidy up with wide open eyes.
Tang Si came over after taking a shower, and saw Tang Song sitting there cutely.
He walked over and picked up the little guy: "You are sleeping, why are you sitting on my bed?"
With that said, he put the little guy on his own bed.
He whimpered to express his dissatisfaction.
"Get angry with me? I'll send you to kindergarten at the age of three."
Song Yi folded clothes, and always felt that Tang Si's behavior was very childish.
However, when he got up the next day, he was about to leave.
Just finished breakfast and found the suitcase was messed up by the little guy.
Song Yi: "..."
Tang Si stroked his sleeves: "I think he deserves a beating."
"... Calm down, he's going to take care of you."
"Where's your grandson, are you still sleeping?"
Song's mother came to pick up Tang Song at this time, and she heard the voice from all the way.
Tang Song was carried out with unhappiness written all over his face.
Song's mother: "Go out and have fun, and leave the grandson to me."
Tang Song is still dependent on his mother, he was weaned late.
At this time, it should be separated for a while.
Mother Song hugged Tang Song, and said, "You two go out and play as soon as you go out, get along well, don't quarrel, do you hear me?"
"No." Tang Si smiled: "I have such a good temper, so where can I get arguing?"
Song Yi glanced at him, this shameless kung fu is becoming more and more proficient.
Although, his temper is really good in front of her.
But ask Zhou Liang and the others, who thinks Captain Tang has a good temper
There is no mercy in training people.
Every time I watch him lead the team to train, it's like seeing a devil.
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I suddenly became lazy 〒_〒
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