Xiao Lewu's infancy.
He has always been called a fairy baby by Lu Mian.
The little guy seldom cries, he makes two "ah" when he is hungry, rests by himself when he is sleepy, and stares at the toys on the crib for a long time when he wakes up.
Occasionally, he would cry a few times, so Lu Mian would hold him in his arms and talk to him about the stock market or the basic theory of programming to distract him.
Every time at this time, Xiao Leyu opened his big eyes and looked at Lu Mian without blinking.
I rubbed against my mother's arms again, and stopped crying.
Until later, Lu Mian found that every time the little guy cried, it was when Xiao Qimo was not at home.
She was very emotional, Director Qi would still take care of the children.
Director Qi brought the baby, and Xiao Leyu never made noise.
She took the baby, and the little guy cried from time to time.
Hey, headache.
—
When Xiao Leyu was two years old.
During the Chinese New Year, the little guy received red envelopes and received soft hands.
Not only the big red envelopes from Grandpa and the others, but also the red envelopes and gifts from Yeling Godmother, Uncle Ye Jinwen, Sui Yuan Godmother, Sikongjian Uncle, Uncle Yuren and many others.
While the adults were chatting, he sat alone on the side, quietly counting the banknotes in the red envelope.
One after another, piles of small money piled up next to the little guy.
He is young and has a lot of property.
Xiao Qimo saw his son counting the money with sideways eyes, and walked to him silently.
This kid received so many red envelopes, not all from the favors of his precious wife.
The brat will sit back and reap the rewards.
It's better to give it to my son than to please my wife.
He snorted softly and stretched out his hand, "Children can't carry huge amounts of property. Give the money to Dad, and Dad will save it for you."
Xiao Leyu first memorized the number 128, then raised his head and looked at his robbing biological father in astonishment. He couldn't believe how he even lied to a child's money.
Xiao Qimo frowned, "It's not that I won't give it to you, it will be returned to you when you grow up."
"No, I'll keep it myself." Xiao Leyu shook his head resolutely.
I have been tricked by my father a lot, and I have learned to be smart a long time ago.
The baby's small voice attracted Xiao Huazun's attention.
Xiao Huazun hurt his grandson like an eyeball, rushed over with a stride, and yelled at Xiao Qimo.
"Why do you even rob the child's money! When you were young, I never asked you to hand in a red envelope!"
Xiao Huazun protected Xiao Leyu, Qi Zhen and Xiao Jianli also came over to help the child speak.
Xiao Lexu glanced at his pale-faced father, sighed like a little adult, and said in a milky voice that was not very clear: "Father, I really envy you."
Xiao Qimo's forehead jumped suddenly.
The little guy continued: "I envy you for having such a generous and loving father. I am different, hey..."
When Xiao Huazun heard it, he was immediately happy: "Hahaha, my eldest grandson can really talk!"
Qi Zhen felt distressed, "Why is my grandson so miserable and unlucky..."
Xiao Qimo:? ?
Xiao Qimo pursed his lips and glared at the two-year-old little bun, who learned how to push and stomp at a young age, he really is a little bastard who came to take revenge!
"You are too young, and you won't spend money if you are given it! Why not..."
Xiao Qimo, who was about to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, didn't finish his sentence, the little guy took the lead and said, "Then I'll give it to mom!"
Xiao Leyu grinned, and held all the red envelopes in front of Lu Mian as if offering treasures.
"To mom." Who wouldn't please mom
Xiao Qimo: ...
Xiao Leyu hugged Lu Mian's leg, and looked up obediently and expectantly, "Mom, will you sleep with me tonight?"
Lu Mian didn't answer him, nor did she get the real appeal of her son.
He glanced at his assets lightly, touched his chin and said solemnly: "If you invest your money in the stock market, your assets can be multiplied by five times. Want to learn, I will teach you."
Everyone:
Xiao Lewu:? ?
Mom, I just want you to sleep with me, not to study.
—
When Xiao Leyu was three years old.
The little guy was holding a foreign language version of "Principles of Economics" and ran to his mother to ask questions.
For example, what does this word mean, what does this sentence mean
After turning a few pages, Lu Mian threw the book aside speechlessly, "Why did your father show you this kind of book?"
After finishing speaking, she held the child's shoulders and explained seriously: "You are only three years old, and you are not yet ready to learn these things. Go, mom will take you to play."
Which child does not like to play
Especially under the oppression of his own father, it is rare for him to be alone with his mother. Xiao Leyu nodded his head happily, so moved that he wanted to cry.
Mom still loves him the most!
He went out with his mother desperately, but didn't want to—
Chixiazong's training ground.
Lu Mian pointed to a row of country M spies who had just been caught by disciples of the sect, and said to him, "Son, you are growing up now, learning some moves to strengthen your body is better than reading books."
The spies shivered.
Xiao Leyu was dumbfounded.
In order to establish the correct three views for her son, Lu Mian explained one more sentence: "Don't worry, they are all bad people. Mom never bullies innocent people."
The spies accepted all of Lu Mian's moves with tears in their eyes.
Hematemesis, hematemesis, bone fractures, the scene was extremely tragic, forcing the spies to surrender one after another, confessing to be lenient.
Lu Mian carried the little guy to the stake with one hand and sat down, and asked, "Have you learned these tricks?"
Xiao Leyu, who was afraid of being beaten, was weak, pitiful and helpless.
Mom, I see you as the biggest villain...
Maternal love is like water in other people's homes, so why is it in his house that the mother's love is like water... soil loss
night.
Xiao Leyu was called to the study alone by Xiao Qimo.
"Why haven't you read this book?" The man tapped the book "Principles of Economics" a few times with his slender fingers, and asked calmly.
His tone and attitude were not harsh, but Xiao Leyu knew from a young age that his father's love for him was like oxygen in the Himalayas, very thin.
"Mom said I'm still young, so I don't need to read this." The little guy didn't speak clearly yet, but he secretly worked hard.
Xiao Qimo glanced at his son, knowing it in his heart.
He wasn't annoyed either. He flipped through a few pages of the book elegantly with his long fingers, and said in confusion, "Really? When I was three years old, I followed your great-grandfather to the company to audit."
Although at that time it was because his parents thought he was redundant, grandpa had no choice but to keep him by his side, wherever he went, wherever he went.
"And." The man smiled coldly: "Open your mouth and shut up 'my mother said', this kind of man is called Ma Baonan in society."
Don't think that he can't see that this kid is secretly complaining.
Xiao Lexu raised his head abruptly, clenched his fists in shock and grief.
"I see." Holding the book in his arms, he turned around and left with heavy steps.
"Wait." Xiao Qimo shouted.
After all, the child is a child, and thought that his father had found out in conscience that he was going to keep him, but he didn't expect—
Xiao Qimo conveniently stuffed him with a whole set of financial books on the bookshelf, "Come on, Dad thinks you can do it!"
Xiao Leyu was holding a heavy book, feeling a lot of pressure.
Sure enough, father's love is like a mountain... a landslide.
He went back to his room, and when he passed by Lu Mian's bedroom, the little guy looked at his mother nostalgicly and firmly.
"Mom, when I become stronger, I will definitely snatch you back!"
—
When Xiao Leyu was four years old.
I stayed at my grandmother's house during the summer vacation.
Yun Sang unwrapped a popsicle for him, took one for himself, and the two of them sat on the steps in front of the house, chatting while eating the popsicle.
"Nephew, don't put on a stern face all day long, just smile!"
Yun Sang stared at the grown-up nephew, took a bite of the popsicle, and raised her hand to rub the little guy's head.
This kid looked like his father when he was young, but when he grows up, he looks more like his mother. The more Yun Sang looks at him, the more he likes him, and he gives Xiao Leyu all the love that was missing from Lu Mian in his childhood.
Xiao Leyu calmly said, "Uncle, I am no longer a three-year-old child."
"Pfft, that's right, you're four years old." Yun Sang shook her shoulders, and her whole body trembled from laughing. Wouldn't his sister be so serious when she was a child
"Tell uncle, what are you worried about?"
Xiao Leyu obediently took a small bite of the popsicle and asked sincerely.
"Uncle, can you beat my father?"
"..."
The popsicle in Yun Sang's hand became less sweet in an instant, "Ahem, what aspect are you referring to?"
"It's all right."
Yun Sang thought to himself that this child is not picky, but the key is...
"In this world, the only person who can beat your father is your mother!"
Xiao Lexuan nodded his head, as if he really did.
He is still a four-year-old milk baby, but there is a kind of stability that does not belong to his age in his gestures. Coupled with his exquisite facial features and good looks, he is definitely a copy of Xiao Qimo or a copy of Lu Mian.
Yun Sang stared at the nephew curiously, "Why, your father bullied you? Tell uncle, uncle can still crush him in terms of momentum!"
"Well... no."
The education Xiao Leyu received from childhood was: a man who loves to sue is not a real man.
Although he is only four years old, he is already a man in his own right.
After all, Xiao Leyu sighed, "I just feel that my life is like an accident. I didn't leave enough time for my parents to prepare, so I came here in a hurry."
"..."
Yun Sang was stunned. Is this something a four-year-old child can say? !
What happened to the great nephew
It wasn't until the popsicles melted and the sugar water flowed into his hands that he came back to his senses.
The child's intuition was correct, Xiao Leyu was just an accident!
Accidentally conceived and unexpectedly born, Xiao Qimo's ability to recognize Xiao Leyu's son is entirely because of Mianmian's face.
However, no matter how straight Yun Sang is, he wouldn't say these things to children.
The man swallowed the remaining popsicles in one gulp, and took out his phone with a smile.
"Nephew, don't think so much, children should play happily. Come, uncle will give you a complete childhood."
He opened one of the most popular games at the moment, and grabbed Xiao Leyu.
"This game was developed by your uncle Lu Xi, do you like it or not?"
Xiao Leyu glanced at it lightly, then took the phone and logged into his account.
Yun Sang turned her head to look: full level? ?
Damn, he pretended it!
Xiao Leyu was not in the mood to tell his uncle such nonsense anymore, got up and swept the dust off his buttocks, and left.
"By the way, uncle." After the little guy walked a few steps, he suddenly turned around solemnly, and said lightly, "You are not young anymore, hurry up and find a other half."
Everyone in the family is in pairs, only the uncle is a single dog, and the uncle has no companions, so he can only come to him.
But he is also very busy, he has to study culture, programming, stock trading, boxing...
Yun Sang's pupils looked at the eldest nephew like an earthquake.
He was urged to marry by a four-year-old child? !