Yueqin rarely encountered such a child, a child who was extremely aggressive while crying.
After he said that he had to be his child in the future, the child was even more blown up, stood up from the bed, walked from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and said in a murmur—
"What a joke, I won't be your son!"
"I'm rich, and everyone has to listen to me! I don't need a dad."
"Don't you just cook a little bit better? It's just a little bit delicious. I don't believe that I can't find 10 Michelin chefs to make this taste!" Raise another parrot! Find another loving couple to come back and show me their love every day!"
"Okay, Dad knows that Dad's cooking is delicious, so don't brag." Yue Qin fed a spoonful of cream to the emotionally unstable child.
"I didn't praise you." The child ate some cream, and the sweet taste was not unpleasant.
"Okay, no compliments." Yue Qin looked at the child and said, "Can we talk now?"
The child said awkwardly, "I don't want to talk to you."
"I just want to know what's going on." Yue Qin asked, "Is it caused by Kang Kang's birthday wish?"
This is actually not difficult to guess, because this child has always wanted to go back to his body, and he has been mentioning the birthday cake. The first thing after returning is to let Xiaokangkang come to the children's room, and the candles on the cake in the room are also been burned.
Mr. Kang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to actually be able to guess.
"It's obvious." Yue Qin said, "I can only know a rough idea. Xiaokangkang doesn't know why, and he doesn't want to tell me these things. Would you like to tell me?"
The tone of the big dad is similar to before, sitting there, the whole person is like a big mountain, not only gives people a sense of security, but also very tolerant.
The child's tone was still awkward: "He couldn't speak because he thought he was a bird, so he made a wish to be a talking bird."
The child paused for a while before saying, "I also made a wish that my parents would have a smart child."
Yue Qin looked at the child, and it was obvious that this child was the smart one. Yue Qin was a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, he didn't realize the consequences of saying this at that time."
Mr. Kang muttered this sentence in his heart, remembering what he said after being drunk at the party before. At that time, he didn't think about what kind of consequences his words would bring to others.
The child refused to think about it and stopped quickly.
"I'll help him say sorry to you." This incident really affected this innocent child.
"It's none of his business." Mr. Kang's face was red, his heart was like a tight string, and he was still saying: "It's the one who helped fulfill the wish. Can the understanding be any more superficial?"
"I thought about asking him to make another wish on the cake, but it didn't work."
"It's okay." Yue Qin patted the child's head: "Dad will find a way."
Yue Qin is a person who can give people a lot of sense of security. He is rarely overwhelmed by difficulties in life. When he says this, it makes people feel that there is no need to worry about this matter.
The child's mood was now stabilized, and he nodded.
After the business was settled, Yue Qin said, "Dad will cook something delicious at noon. Welcome to our family?"
Unexpectedly, the big dad is still a very ceremonial man
The child was stunned for a moment. He is no longer someone's son, and naturally he is not as natural as before, so the child refused: "Forget it."
"Sukiyaki?"
"No, I don't like eating these."
"Charcoal grilled steak?"
"I really don't like eating these." The child continued to refuse.
"Baked rice with honey sauce chicken wings? You can eat honey sauce chicken wings next to me while I'm making bao rice."
"Yue Qin, don't worry, I will definitely help you take care of your son's body." The child finally couldn't hold back.
"What do you call me?"
"----" The child is very unnatural: "Forget it, it feels strange to be called Dad."
Mr. Kang is different from other children. The matter of his parents is his eternal heart disease, and the dynamite keg explodes at one point.
"Next, you have to eat the food I made, live in my house, and go to the kindergarten that I paid for. Do you think it counts?"
"I'll double the money back to you in the future," said the child.
"Children, don't use money to solve everything, call me Dad." Yue Qin took the child off the bed: "You don't have more than a dozen Michelin chefs now, only me, every meal you eat in the future will be I am doing it, you are sure not to call your father, be careful I will cook you dark dishes, such as watermelon fried meat."
"Can watermelon be fried with meat?" Mr. Kang's face was distorted: "Xia Sheng won't let you do this."
"Your mother doesn't know anything about cooking. If I tell her that strawberries can cook meat, she will believe it."
Mr. Kang recalled, indeed, the concept of the violent mother's cooking and stir-frying was that the big father cut the vegetables, prepared the ingredients, and poured them into the pot according to the steps.
"dad--"
"It's not natural enough," Yue Qin said, "your mother doesn't know about this. Mom will go to that charity show in a while, try not to distract her. The three of us, father and son, will solve this matter together."
Mr. Kang thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Then I have to be my brother, Kangkang can't call me my brother."
"He called you brother?"
"He said that the elder brother came to the house first, and the younger brother came to the house later."
Yueqin suddenly remembered something, this child said how the child came here by blowing a candle and making a wish.
It turns out that this sentence corresponds to this matter.
"Okay, you are a brother, you are already 6 years old." Yue Qin said, "Can you call me father now?"
Mr. Kang was stunned for a moment when he heard the other party say his age, and then he was faced with calling him Dad.
Mr. Kang used to call his father, and the obstacle was not big. Anyway, at that time, he was bearing the body of his son and his identity as a son.
But... Now the other party knows that he is not his son, he is just himself.
"Dad." Mr. Kang whispered, but fortunately this time, the big dad didn't pick on the thorns.
After the child finished shouting, his entire face was flushed, and he felt a little embarrassed, so he pulled his legs and ran outside.
The big dad remembered the most important thing at this time, grabbed the child who was about to run out, and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"