Qiao Tianchang saw that Qiao Moshang was becoming more and more dissatisfied with him, and when he saw that he had no intention of letting go, he immediately became unhappy: "How long do you want to hold me, kid?"
"This is my mother, I can hold her however I want." Qiao Mo Shang snorted. Although he said this was his father, he had not forgotten how this man had just trained him. Didn't he say that he would not be held by his mother? From now on, he will take the initiative to hug his mother, and she will not die of pain.
Qiao Tianchang glanced at Qiao Moshang, then stretched out his hand to pull Ning Mengyao into his arms: "If you want to hug me, find a wife to hold you."
Ning Mengyao looked at the scene with the sudden change in painting style and felt that it was a bit out of place.
"I said, what are you two doing? Tian Chang Shang'er is still young, and Shang'er is your father. You can't be so rude." Ning Mengyao looked at the two of them with a headache and said with a straight face.
"He's not young anymore." Qiao Tianchang said confidently.
"Let's go eat." Ning Mengyao didn't want to talk to this person who was even jealous of her own son. She hugged Doudou and didn't see him say anything. How come Shang'er's nose is not the nose and the face is not the face? It's really strange.
Qiao Tianchang and Qiao Moshang walked behind, deliberately keeping a distance from the three people in front.
"If you think clearly, then don't do anything that makes her sad again. Next time, Qiao Mo Shang, I don't care if you are my son or not, I will do it to you. You are my baby, but she is mine. I can't even bear to hurt a hair, why do you want to hurt her?" Qiao Tianchang said in a voice that only two people could hear.
Qiao Moshang was stunned for a moment. He had always known that Qiao Tianchang was very kind to them, but he had never said such particularly pretentious words. Today's precious words seemed to make him feel that something had changed.
"I will not do it again."
"It better be this way."
"Ah, by the way, you can actually call me Coffin, although I don't like this name very much." Qiao Moshang suddenly looked at Qiao Tianchang and said with a very strange expression.
"Um?"
"Well, I'll tell you later, after Tangtang and Doudou fall asleep." Qiao Moshang said with a relaxed look.
Because he found that it was not that difficult to tell them everything. They were different from those two people. Those two people were not worthy of carrying their shoes.
After dinner, after Ning Mengyao put Tangtang and Doudou to sleep, the three of them sat facing each other outside.
"Mom and Dad, you can actually call me coffin."
"Forehead?"
Qiao Moshang scratched his hair and said with some embarrassment: "How should I put it? My situation is rather strange. My name was once Coffin, but I was killed by my parents, and then I woke up. Then he became a baby, your child."
Ning Mengyao opened her mouth and looked at Qiao Moshang blankly: "It's exactly what I thought. Well, is this a resurrection of a dead body, a soul traveling through time, or a rebirth with memories?"
"It should be regarded as being reborn with memories." The first one was thrown away directly. What kind of resurrection? He also doesn’t understand about time travel.
"That's it. No wonder your mind is different from ordinary children, but why do your parents want to kill you?" Ning Mengyao asked strangely, how could any parents do something to their own children
Then Qiao Moshang told them a very clichéd story, that is, his parents killed him, the most outstanding heir of the Ling family, for the sake of his younger brother's future, and then the heir's position naturally fell to his younger brother. on the body.
"What kind of parents are these? They can do such a thing." Ning Mengyao felt confused, why did he feel confused.
"Who knows, because I have performed very well since I was a child. Before my brother was born, they loved me very much, but it was all for profit, but while they loved me, they were also very afraid of me. "Qiao Moshang suddenly laughed at himself.
"Afraid of you? Why is that? You have nothing to be afraid of." Ning Mengyao was immediately at a loss. What had his son done that was outrageous to both humans and gods? He is actually still feared by others.