After returning to the Jade Courtyard, Wen Zhigu was looking for a cloak for Ji Xubai and said to Xiao Jian: "Go find your hat and wear it. It's quite cold outside."
This was a program planned by the father and son yesterday. They said they wanted to go out and play after the birthday party.
The problem was that Wen Zhigu hadn't figured out what Ji Xubai could do after much thought, but she still listened to them and agreed to accompany the father and son out.
After listening to her mother's words, Wen Jian glanced at her mother who took the cloak and put it on her father. She snorted softly and said, "My mother is partial, so she knows how to take care of her father."
When Ji Xubai heard this, he was about to raise his lips proudly when he heard Wen Zhigu say calmly while tying the belt of his cloak: "You have hands and feet, how pitiful your father is. , I still can’t stand up now.”
Ji Xubai: "..."
When Wen Jian heard this, she jumped on the spot and went to put on her clothes and hat.
When Wen Jian returned to his room, Ji Xubai grabbed Wen Zhigu's hand and whispered a little aggrievedly: "I can stand up."
Wen Zhigu looked at him without saying anything.
"If you don't believe me, I'll stand up and show you..."
Just as Ji Xubai was about to try to stand up, Wen Zhiyu frowned and held him down, "Can you calm down?"
"Then I'm not pitiful."
"I know you're not pitiful."
Seeing that Wen was coaxing him, Ji Xubai didn't say anything more on this topic.
Fortunately, we finally got out smoothly.
Wen Jian was very happy along the way. It was a rare time to liberate the child's mind and want everything. Every time Wen Zhigu didn't say anything, Ji Xubai bought it with a wave of his hand while sitting in a wheelchair.
Normally Wen Zhigu would have criticized him, but forget it this time. Today is Ji Xubai's birthday. As long as what he does is not too excessive, let him be happy.
Later, when they were tired from shopping, Wen Zhigu took the father and son to a jujube tea stall to rest. Ji Xubai added, "Zhigu, just now I saw a pastry that looked quite delicious. We just left." On the way here."
Wen Zhigu: "...Why didn't you say anything just now?"
"I was so busy talking to you that I forgot about this."
Wen Zhigu stared at him and almost said, "Why didn't you die of hypocrisy?"
But in the end she went over and bought it for him. Yes, most men didn't like these sweets, so Ji Xubai was pretentious and kept asking her to eat this or that all day long. It was annoying.
Wen Zhigu was thinking as he walked back with the packed cakes. When he was approaching the jujube tea stall, Wen Zhigu heard what the father and son were saying and couldn't help but paused -
"Daddy, will you and your mother's biological brothers and sisters play with me?"
"What does it mean to play with you? I want you to love me well after I give birth."
"Oh, then I will love you very much."
"Do you like a younger brother or a younger sister?"
"Is it a choice?"
"No, whatever mother gave birth to is what she gave birth to."
"Then when will you and your mother have a baby?"
Wen Jian asked this question innocently, and Ji Xubai answered seriously: "Start working hard tonight."
Wen Jian had a confused look on her face, as if she was about to ask a magical question like "How do you work so hard to have a baby?" Wen Jian became more and more ashamed as he listened. He couldn't bear it anymore and walked back, "Xiao Jian, don't listen to your bastard father's nonsense." Eight ways!"