Who’s The Boss? - v2 Chapter 1

Rainbow kids started to grow teeth, on the eve of the beginning of spring in the coming year.

In early and mid-February, the entire southern city was immersed in the celebration of the coming Spring Festival.

Nantah is already on winter vacation. Song Qingcheng no longer goes out. He stays at home with his son every day. The five-month-old child can prop up his whole body with his hands while lying on the bed. He wears a velvet animal jumpsuit in the air-conditioned room. Occasionally, he secretly turned over and raised his head, looking at the busy adult with his dark eyes.

Hengyuan is a large group. Regardless of the senior staff or the employees, it will officially start to rest on the twenty-eighth lunar month.

At the end of the year, the children’s dad’s meals followed one after another.

Song Qingcheng didn’t need to go to school, so he carried the child to the master bedroom at night.

At eight o’clock in the night, Yu Tingchuan was still outside socializing, Song Qingcheng, with Yu’s help, wiped the child’s body, the little guy’s body was puffy, lying on his mother’s lap without crying, letting the smell be familiar Of women apply diaper cream to themselves.

After helping the child put on pajamas and pajamas, Song Qingcheng put him back on the bed.

When I bent over, I couldn’t help kissing the little guy’s cheek.

After Yu Sister-in-law left the master bedroom, Song Qingcheng went to the bathroom and quickly came out with a hair strap. He raised his hand and tied his long hair while standing by the bed. The little guy was lying on his back on the bed and turned his head to look at her.

Song Qingcheng whistled at the child.

The Rainbow Kid giggled, as if he really understood it.

Then, the little fat man turned over skillfully, lying on the bed and uttering the syllable of ‘dadada’.

It was also when Yun Bao was yelling, Song Qingcheng found something strange. She turned on the crystal lamp in the bedroom, and with the bright light, she gently opened the child’s mouth. Sure enough, one of the lower teeth showed a pierced tooth, and there was a **** beside it. Not obvious.

Thinking of these two days, the child was full of harassment, catching something and biting something, Song Qingcheng loosened his eyebrows, then laughed, picked up his son, let him sit on his lower abdomen, and bent his legs to block it. The child’s back and both hands don’t forget to protect the child’s body: “Did you miss Dad today?”

Rainbow kids can already sit up, but they can only sit for a few minutes at a time.

At this moment, the stocky little **** was sitting on her mother, the whole body suddenly leaned forward, the little fleshy hand just pressed on Song Qingcheng’s chest, dangerously, stabilized her center of gravity, and then screamed’ba’. —Ba—ba’.

Song Qingcheng played a song “Don’t Look At Me Just A Sheep” on her mobile phone.

In the bedroom, cheerful children’s songs linger.

The little guy was in a good mood. Under his mother’s teasing, he screamed happily, and finally lay on his mother, his saliva dripping on Song Qingcheng’s neck.

Song Qingcheng hugged her son and turned to the side, and let the little friend Yun Bao lie back on the bed. The little guy yelled ‘ba-ba’ and wanted to continue playing with her.

“Don’t be naughty anymore!” Song Qingcheng deliberately scowled.

The little guy didn’t reach out to grab the tissue again.

At around 9 o’clock, Song Qingcheng soaked half a bowl of rice cereal for his son as a supplement.

When Yu Tingchuan came back, he happened to catch up with Song Qingcheng to feed the child to eat rice cereal. The child Yun Bao was holding a rubber toy, stuffing it in his mouth from time to time, turning a deaf ear to what his mother said. Seeing that he was so uncooperative, Song Qingcheng couldn’t help but slap the child’s ass.

The little guy narrowed his mouth and stopped biting toys, as if he was about to cry.

Song Qingcheng felt helpless, because the child did not drink milk at night, it is impossible not to be hungry right now, she stretched out the spoon with rice cereal again, her tone of voice remained strong: “If you don’t finish these, I will take it tomorrow. All the toys were thrown away.”

Maybe he noticed that she was unhappy, so Yun Bao children stopped making noise and ate a spoonful of rice cereal obediently.

After eating the third bite, I started to vomit.

Song Qingcheng always felt that he was deliberate. Even if he was only a few months old, he still had all the dexterity he should have. He was kindly persuaded to eat two spoons, and then tried the same trick again, all vomiting on his saliva pocket.

In the education of children, Song Qingcheng never spoiled him.

She casually put the children’s bowl on the bedside table. Just planning to use force to teach the little boy, Yu Tingchuan opened the door and came in. Seeing her half-raised hand and her son with rice paste on her face, she probably guessed what was going on. , Put the key on the chest of drawers entering the door, and said with a smile: “It seems that it is not time for me to come back.”

“…” Song Qingcheng didn’t say a word.

Yu Tingchuan came over and took her son from her arms and lifted it up: “Dad didn’t see Yun Bao for a day. Our Yun Bao seems to have grown up again today.”

The child is familiar with his father, and likes to be lifted up in this way, he laughs a little crazy.

However, the little guy is also particularly vengeful.

Being held in his arms by his father, the little friend Yun Bao lay on his father’s shoulders, as if he had a backing backstage, and suddenly threw the rubber toy in his hand at Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng who was hit in the knee: “…”

That bowl of rice cereal was eaten by Yu Tingchuan to his son.

Even after returning from the dinner, Yu Tingchuan was already tired, but taking care of his son, he still did not slack off. Song Qingcheng stood aside, looking at the little friend Yunbao who was eating rice cereal. Yu Tingchuan lowered his head to coax his son’s gentle words. , I have to admit that the child really likes this father more than her.

Joice came to Nancheng on February 14, and Mu Yiyang was with him.

On this day, Song Qingcheng drove to the airport to pick up people.

At the end of 2017, she had successfully obtained a driver’s license. In addition to the teacher at the driving school, Yu Tingchuan also taught her in her free time, so she passed the road test once. After getting the Beetle, after two months of driving, Unfamiliarity has become a habit today.

The Beetle was’sponsored’ by Yu Linjiang.

When she accepted the scooter, the little friend Yun Bao also got his word-Xicheng.

Chairman Yu said: “Success is as good as water, and learning is accomplished.”

As for the name Chi Yun, Yu Linjiang has always sneered at him.

Song Qingcheng didn’t feel anything wrong. The night before the child was registered, Yu Linjiang called, but instead of discussing it, he ordered the couple to report “Yu Xicheng” as the name on the hukou book.

In this matter, Yu Tingchuan rarely followed his father’s advice.

Song Qingcheng was not stupid. He quickly realized that when he wanted to come to Yu Tingchuan, he didn’t like the name “Chi Yun” very much, even though he never admitted it, only saying that he respected the wishes of the elderly.

“Then your dad wants to take the child to the old house, why don’t you respect his old man’s wishes?”

Mr. Yu: “…”

Mrs. Yu said again: “Your dad is really honest and black.”

Mr. Yu sighed softly, and took the shoulders of his wife who was quite prejudiced against him: “I really want to be called’Chi Yun’, then let them help me change it.”

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng’s lips couldn’t help but bend slightly, and then slowly said: “Since it’s all set, so be it.”

“Xicheng, Chi Yun, the difference is actually not that big.”

Yu Tingchuan asked her: “It really doesn’t matter?”