Domineering CEO Is My Son

Chapter 44: Who are they in trouble? (One more) (Who has an accident?...)

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Mr. Kang was not upset, nor was he unhappy.

Displeased children are on hunger strikes to get their parents' attention.

President Kang is different. He is an adult, and he just wants to be alone for a while.

Therefore, he also specially came out to scoop up mutton radish and rice, in order to prove his maturity and not to be upset.

Who would have thought that the milky white soup is actually spicy soup, who would have thought of this

Mr. Kang was so hot that his tears fell. The young couple had already come in, and the big father poured milk for the child. Xia Sheng watched from the side, both distressed and funny, the little parrot stood on her mother's shoulder, tilted her head, and sang to the crying boss—

"twinkle Twinkle Little Star--"

Mr. Kang was really embarrassed and threw it to his grandmother's house. He couldn't eat any more. He drank two mouthfuls of milk that his big father handed over, and his mouth was not so spicy, so he hid under the quilt.

After hiding in the quilt, I found that my snot was about to come out, so I came out and took out a pack of paper to wipe my tears and snot.

It is very pitiful.

"I'll come." Yue Qin said to his wife.

Xia Sheng nodded, she was really not good at dealing with this kind of thing, she would be fine with this kind of thing when she was a child.

Fortunately, Yueqin is good at it.

All of a sudden, only the big dad was left in the room, picking up the mutton and radish that the child had eaten two mouthfuls, took out the spicy ones, and brought back a bowl of non-spicy ones.

"Want to chat?"

The child hid inside, but did not refuse to chat.

"Is it because Teacher Little Parrot has absolute pitch?" Yue Qin asked in a low voice.

He actually heard the child sing softly just now.

"It's really uncomfortable that others have it, but I don't have it."

The child rolled over and said, "Who would be sad about something that was never there?"

"You're young, and you're quite a philosopher." Yue Qin said, "Dad didn't have such a good consciousness as you when he was a child. At that time, there was a child in our yard who had a children's bicycle."

"What is there to envy about a bicycle?" The child pursed his lips.

"When you grow up, you'll think what to envy with absolute sound." Yue Qin said with a smile.

Mr. Kang, who has grown up: "..." He doesn't envy others for having an absolute sense of sound.

Speaking of bicycles, the two of them actually had the same childhood, and bicycles were very popular in China for a while.

He also saw a group of boys running around on bicycles when he was a child, and he didn't envy him at all, because he had a row of bicycles in his house, but... he never rode it.

Because other children learn to ride a bicycle, most of them are supported by their father or mother in the back to maintain their balance.

Seeing the child like this, Yueqin was obviously very sad, but it was actually normal. The psychiatrist said that the child in this period was in the stage of omnipotent narcissism, and he felt that he was the center of the universe, and that he was the best child in the world. Can't compare to yourself.

Now I suddenly find that others have absolute pitch, but I don't, it will indeed be a big blow.

But this is also the first step in establishing a relationship between people and the world and others. Only after taking this step and acknowledging and accepting the existence of others will you realize that other people in this world are also people, people who are as important as yourself, and others. People also deserve some talent.

"You don't have an absolute sense of sound. Dad gave you another thing, okay?"

At seven o'clock the next morning, Mr. Kang was picked up from the bed on time and accepted the gift his father gave him——

a small bicycle.

"I don't want it." Mr. Kang shook his head.

He remembers the first time he rode a bike, he fell off it, and he took the bike to pieces.

In the end, I was so angry that even the asphalt on that road was changed.

The kid's bike was short, not like the big bikes he used to ride, but he still didn't want it.

"Try it." Yue Qin picked up the fully armed child and put it on the seat.

"Didn't you say to respect everyone's choice?" the child shouted.

"Silly child, in addition to respecting your choice, the meaning of parents is to force you to do something you don't want to do." Yue Qin said as a matter of course.

"Otherwise, according to your preferences, you haven't eaten rice, sukiyaki, or mutton..."

"Try it first, if you really can't learn it or really don't like it, we won't learn it." Yue Qin said: "Our children can't give up without trying."

Yue Qin was holding the little bike.

The bicycle was stable at first, and Mr. Kang felt a little relieved when he rode it, but soon the people behind him let go, and Mr. Kang suddenly panicked——

"Dad! Daddy!"

"Don't be afraid, push hard, if you fall, Dad can pull you up in advance."

However, there was no consolation in those words, and the child went directly to the bushes next to him.

However, when he was about to plunge in, there was a big hand that pulled the man back.

After going back and forth two or three times, Mr. Kang suddenly found that his father could really bring him back every time, so the more he went to the back, the more courageous he became, the more relaxed his body became, and he was able to balance instead.

When I rode out for the last time, several people were watching: "This kid has a good balance!"

"It's amazing, I can't ride a bicycle when I'm so old, and other children can already."

Mr. Kang rode his bicycle and was very happy. This was the first time he had overcome a huge difficulty.

When he rode by his father's side, the big father said, "Now you have a skill that others don't have. I still can't ride a bicycle."

Mr. Kang's heart was broken: "You can't, you teach me?"

"It's enough to master theoretical knowledge, and it's not too difficult."

Mr. Kang: "..." Whenever he thinks he knows enough about the big dad and the violent mom, the young couple can always refresh his knowledge in various novel ways.

Make him realize that people are multi-faceted.

When they went back, the little parrot got up.

Mr. Kang looked at the parrot, feeling a little guilty, and whispered, "In the future, I will teach you how to bike."

"Boss?" The little parrot didn't quite understand what the boss was saying.

The little parrot has been very happy these two days, his parents didn't recognize him, so he doesn't need to think about letting him go to elementary school, junior high school, high school and university in the future.

He used to be a bird that couldn't speak. He couldn't learn anything his mother taught him, and he couldn't sing with his mother, and he was still a bird that couldn't fly, so he couldn't perform flying high for his mother.

Now he's a talking bird and can sing with his mother and perform flying high with his mother.

Mr. Kang saw that this little parrot didn't understand anything, it was simply the favorite appearance of capitalists.

However, although he is a black-hearted capitalist, he will not rob a child's parents.

The next day at school, Mr. Liu said to Kang Kang early in the morning, "Student Kang Kang, you seem to be looking forward to the rehearsal of the art show last week. We will start this week."

In a class, basically all the children have to participate.

Of course there won't be rankings, it's just a show, their class's repertoire is spring is coming, there are trees, flowers, and little bees.

"I don't want to play a flower." Mr. Kang Mi's servants

Mr. Liu was really not surprised at all. Kangkang was different from the other boys in the class. When the other boys knew they were going to play a flower, they didn't react much.

Because they haven't formed a fixed mind-

Boys are trees and bees, girls are flowers, and acting as a girl is a very shameful thing.

Mr. Liu felt that there was no need for this, so he let everyone choose their own roles and play whatever they chose. Girls can play trees and boys can play flowers.

"As we agreed, we will play whatever role is drawn." Mr. Liu raised his spirits. As a teacher, he must not be persuaded by this child.

"People should have a spirit of resistance." The child said, "Teacher, don't you want to train us to be people who dare to protect our hobbies?"

"But the teacher is going to be an evil character this time, so that you can understand that it doesn't matter if your resistance is unsuccessful once or twice," said Mr. Liu.

Mr. Kang snorted and leaned a little closer: "Then let's make a deal."

"You help me change the role to Su or Bee. Then I can-"

The child lowered his voice and whispered like a devil: "Help you find the principal and ask for a salary increase."

Teacher Xiao Liu's eyes widened, this kid...

Thirty minutes later, Mr. Kang still played the role of flowers with other children.

Mr. Kang read the lines expressionlessly, and stretched his waist--

"The flower bones are awake-"

The other teachers burst out laughing.

Mr. Kang stood on the stage, thinking in his heart that there is nothing worse in this world than now.

When school was over in the afternoon, Mr. Liu suddenly came over.

"Student Kangkang, will you go to the teacher's house with Mr. Parrot today to play?"

Mr. Kang looked at his kindergarten teacher and took a half step back, "My dad said that little boys should learn to protect themselves when they are outside, and can't go to a strange aunt's house."

President Kang was just joking, but it turned out that his kindergarten teacher didn't laugh, and didn't look at him with the expression he wanted to hit but couldn't hit him like before.

Teacher Xiao Liu looked at him with a kind of pity, that kind of——

The sympathetic look of the child who had no idea what tragic thing had happened to him.

He has experienced too much with this look-

"What's the use of money for such a small child? Mom and dad are gone."

"Oh, poor."

"I heard that there are still a lot of relatives. I don't know who will be in the hands of those family properties."

The child's hands were shaking, and his voice was trembling. Looking at Mr. Liu in front of him, he asked, "Who happened to Yue Qin and Xia Sheng? Or did the two of them have an accident together?"