The wheels of time are always spinning, never stopping for a moment to rest.
Especially after having a child, seeing him grow up in front of me day by day, unconsciously, I can feel that time waits for no one.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, four seasons reincarnation.
It's just a blink of an eye, and Yan Chichi's child is now at the age of carrying a small schoolbag to go to kindergarten.
September 1st, the first day of school.
Under Chen Jinyao's worrying instructions the day before, Yan Chi got up sooner or later. The curtains were closed and the environment was dark. He blinked his big eyes, looking at his father on the left side and his beautiful mother on the right side for a while.
Not long after, they woke up.
Intimidated by Yan Cheng's expressionless face, he was fearless in the face of danger.
Duan Duan was kneeling and sitting on the bed, with Lian Gen's forearm on his hips, and said confidently and unreasonably, "You can't be late for school."
Yan Cheng took out the pillow under his head and covered his face, sighed and squeezed for a long time, stretched out his hands to rub Yan Chichi's face, and patiently reasoned with him, "But Chichi, it's still early, the kindergarten teachers are still Didn't wake up."
"I know," he said.
Then he brushed away Yan Cheng's big palm, turned around and lay on Chen Jinyao's body, "Mom, get up, you promised me."
Chen Jinyao's eyes were sleepy, her voice was a little hoarse: "What do you promise?"
"Promise to choose clothes for me." Yan Chichi said seriously, then tilted his head and thought for a while, "Make me look handsome!"
"..."
There was a moment of silence.
Chen Jinyao said angrily: "You are just like your father."
After a pause, he reached out and tapped his little nose, "It's all peacocks."
Little Douding, what a handsome boy!
As soon as the words fell, Yan Cheng took up the conversation.
"Don't." He flatly refused, unswervingly wanting to distinguish himself from his son, "This kid is better than blue, I can't compare."
Yan Chichi: "?"
It was Yan Cheng who sent Yan Chichi's child to the kindergarten.
Because of the way.
When they got there, they parked the car, and Yan Cheng walked on the road with Yan Chi in his arms, automatically forming a beautiful landscape that people will never forget.
On the first day of school, the kindergarten seemed to explode with excitement.
Many children were breaking free from the arms of the teacher, crying loudly when they looked at their parents pitifully or left without turning their heads or hesitating again and again.
Yan Cheng thought that Yan Chichi's children would cry too.
Father and son looked at each other.
He didn't even have time to say anything.
The little guy took the initiative to hold the teacher's hand.
He raised his head and chest, and sincerely waved his little claws at him.
"Goodbye, Dad." He said firmly, without any nostalgia.
Yan Cheng: "..."
**********
Little friend Yan Chichi is a chatty sweetie.
Coupled with the appearance his parents gave him.
The chubby buttocks on his belly emphasized his cuteness.
Therefore, he often fascinated the female teachers and female students in the kindergarten, he, ah, flirts without knowing it.
But I really enjoy the feeling of being watched by everyone.
Until he went to middle school,
His title of Kindergarten Grass is under threat like never before.
A new classmate has been transferred to the class. The new classmate likes to be alone, doesn't like to talk, and often tenses up his little face to look like he is thinking...
But just these few things can attract girls' candies.
Little Yan Chichi frowned, feeling angrily in his heart.
He pointed to the seat where the new classmate was sitting, squinted his eyes and asked his deskmate: "Why does everyone like her now?"
The tablemate rubbed his chin, and answered him in the tone of someone who had been there: "Because the princes on TV are all cool and attractive."
After a pause, she looked at him: "Have you ever seen the prince thinking about it every day?"
"..." Little Yan Chichi felt that he had been shot in the knee, and fell to the ground covering his chest. After a long while, he licked his lips and summed up the new classmate with an idiom he had just learned, "I see, it's as cold as ice." .”
So, through this soul reminder.
Little friend Yan Chichi was enlightened in an instant.
And make amends! ! !
The habit of chattering was dropped very suddenly.
Force yourself to hold back,
Thus became a taciturn melancholy little handsome guy.
Suddenly there was no chattering from Yan Chichi's little friend at home.
It's a little uncomfortable to be quiet all of a sudden.
On weekends, after dinner, the family activity is watching a movie.
Usually at this time, Yan Chichi's children would be so fussy that they would knock down the house, but this time, he was not excited at all, and just sat on the tatami in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a picture album and accompanied Duni.
"It's not like you Chichi." Chen Jinyao handed him the lollipop he wanted to eat, and couldn't help but pat his little head.
The little head was raised slowly, and the big black grape eyes seemed to be filled with stars all over the sky, "Mom, have you been fascinated by me who is so serious?"
"..." The corners of Chen Jinyao's eyes twitched, and he suppressed a smile, "Yes."
After understanding the cause and effect,
Chen Jinyao rolled her eyes and almost laughed out loud.
"Yan Cheng, look at what you have taught your son to be!"
Yan Cheng looked confused: "The conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't do anything."
In fact, how can children understand these messes.
It's just that after the attention that was focused on him in the past was dispersed, he noticed the gap, so he made abnormal behaviors to make up for the gap.
When looking directly into Yan Chichi's innocent and clear eyes, for a moment, I really didn't know what to say.
Therefore, Yan Cheng became the backer.
As the saying goes, like father, like son.
Purely a disaster.
Yan Cheng squinted his eyes, walked over and picked up his son.
Then take it to the study room, and call it: ideological education.
I don't know how Yancheng educated his mind, but the result was "returning to the basics", and Yan Chichi became himself again, becoming a happy chatterbox.
He doesn't care whether he is the focus of the crowd now.
After you don't care, you are relaxed.
You don't have to worry about your idol baggage anymore.
later.
When he regained attention,
Every moment, surrounded by little girls,
He suddenly realized, how annoying, really annoying!
Isn't it good to let him be a quiet and beautiful boy qaq
Oh boy, it's all fickle.
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Friday, before school.
In the middle class classroom on the first floor, the head teacher is assigning homework to the children.
"Kids, this weekend's homework is a composition."
"The content is related to your father, you can think about the topic yourself."
"You don't need to write or draw. The teacher will give you a recording pen. Just tell the recording pen what you want to write. It will be handed in when you go to school next Monday."
The children are very enthusiastic and eager to try.
They all answered "OK" in unison.
Little Yan Chichi blinked, thoughtful.
Yan Chichi's child has always been given little red flowers in kindergarten.
In the words of the head teacher, he is excellent.
On this point, Chen Jinyao also agrees, and agrees with the term "excellent". When other children are more playful, Yan Chichi's child will always distinguish the priorities, and his homework will usually be done when he returns home.
In this way, in the remaining time, you can relax and play, and you can also do what you like and read your favorite extracurricular books.
So, after school, Yan Cheng took her home.
The first thing he did was rush to his father's study.
Before the study door was closed, he told Yan Cheng and Chen Jinyao with a serious face: "Mom and Dad, you can't come in and disturb my homework."
"..." Yan Cheng and Chen Jinyao looked at each other, "Oh."
"Pull the hook." The chubby thumb slowly stretched out.
Chen Jinyao bent down and stretched out her hand: "... pull the hook."
Only Yan Cheng snorted disdainfully.
Little Yan Chichi's ears are sharp, and his mother glared at him fiercely.
Yan Cheng: "Don't worry, I don't want you to disturb me and your mother yet."
Chen Jinyao: "..."
In the study.
Little friend Yan Chichi sat on the ground.
He was holding the recorder given to him by the teacher in his hand.
He pursed his lips, looking a little nervous.
The little eyebrows frowned.
He was thinking seriously about how to write the composition about his father.
About fifteen minutes passed.
He pressed the button of the recorder.
After taking a few deep breaths, he explained the content.
He also added plays by himself, with both voice and emotion.
""Yan Chichi Kid Robbing a Marriage"
I used to be the little flower girl at my mom and dad's wedding.
The mother at the wedding was beautiful, like a princess.
No, it's not like, it's a princess.
There is a beautiful mother in front of her.
i think... uh...
My father wants to marry my mother like a toad wants to eat swan meat.
Yes, the toad wants to eat swan meat.
Me as a little knight,
I really can't bear to see this scene.
So, I mustered up the courage of my life.
Cut off my father's beard.
Finished cutting,
As soon as I turned my head, what I saw was my father's ashen face.
He was even gnashing his teeth.
I made up my mind, made myself not afraid of power, and faced the enemy head-on.
However, my snatching marriage failed.
I watched my father pick up my mother and leave in front of my eyes.
But I, who have no strength to restrain the chicken, can do nothing.
Things come to an end.
As long as father treats mother well,
I am willing to take a step back.
It's just that I never expected it.
My father is exceptionally small-bellied.
I have already surrendered and surrendered my mother to him,
He actually wants to settle accounts with me after Qiuhou! ! !
It was the day after the wedding.
I was careless for a while, and he caught me right away.
I was picked up by him like a chick,
I got his pants off! ! !
Then…
Then…
And then... woo woo woo
He spanked me three times, three times!
My white and tender little butt, I'm afraid that it will be so tight even if I sit on it! ! !
I can just imagine the slap prints on it.
click to the end,
Some things are inconvenient to say,
If I say too much, I will cry, really.
Later, I was at my grandma's house, watching TV with my grandma.
After an exchange with grandma,
Grandma criticized Dad for me,
My dad's spanking was wrong.
He is domestic violence.
In my mother's words, my father is a beast in clothes.
The knight is still there.
One day, I will grow up and save my mother.
Before that, I have to bravely say no to domestic violence.
Fight to the end with my dad!
Although the robbery failed.
But I believe that justice is never late. "
Yan Chichi wrote this recording composition very seriously.
After I finished, I listened to it a few more times,
The more I listened, the more I was satisfied, and I felt that I would definitely win the little red flower again this time.
He stood up, patted his butt, and rushed out of the study like a rocket.
"Mom and Dad, I think the composition is great."
His eyes were shining, and he raised his head with an expression of begging for praise.
Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Really? Show Dad?"
Yan Chichi shook his head, "No, I have to show the teacher first."
There was a moment of silence.
He held his head high and proudly said: "I used a lot of words I learned on TV, Dad, let me tell you quietly, for example, I added the sentence 'there is no power to restrain a chicken'."
"Oh, that's quite impressive." Yan Cheng nodded in praise generously.
However, what he never thought of was...
At Monday afternoon.
About half past two.
He was in the company, and the secretary informed him that he could go to the conference room for a meeting.
There was a gap just after the voice fell.
The phone rang.
The caller ID was Yan Chi's class teacher.
At first, he thought that Yan Chi had committed something in the kindergarten.
Quickly answered the phone.
Well, the head teacher was not kind.
Said to let him find time to come to kindergarten,
She wants to talk to him.
The tone sounded like that of the dean.
It made people break out in a cold sweat for no reason.
Until she got to the point: domestic violence.
Yan Cheng: "..."