Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

The funny thing is that Fu Rongmo would applaud every time Wen Qian sang a line, she was very eccentric, which made Wen Qian spend more time playing with him.

Ning Wenru saw that Fu Rongmo's sticky Wenxi looked like a piece of brown candy, and felt uncomfortable: "Otherwise, let's go fishing." It's the beginning of spring, and the fish in the river are plump.

In the north there are only seas but no rivers, and Wen Qian has never experienced the joy of fishing.

"Okay, Aunt Ning, I've never fished before."

"That's just right. I'm a good fisherman. When I was young, I even caught fish with my bare hands." Ning Wenru remembered the fun of catching fish when he was young, and his eyes became more gentle.

Fu Yicheng had never fished before, so he didn't refuse Ning Wenru's proposal, and the family went to the river with great interest.

When Fu Rongmo saw the water, he wanted to rush into the river, but Wen Qian hugged him: "Tangyuan, the river is very dangerous."

If another person hugged him, he would probably cry. Wen Qian's words made him entangled, for fear that he would not see anyone for two days if he made Mommy angry.

Although the boss was unhappy, he still resisted the desire to go into the river.

Although the river is not big, it is still very deep, and there are no guardrails on the riverside. Adults are scared when they see it, let alone children.

"The glutinous rice balls must be obedient, there are monsters eating people in the river." Shen Qing knelt down in front of Fu Rongmo.

Fu Rongmo had heard these stories from Mommy a long time ago. Every time Mommy finished telling them, she would say it was a lie. With her by her side, there was nothing to be afraid of. Grandma still wanted to use these to lie to him.

Shen Qing didn't expect Fu Rongmo's reaction to be so cold, and the tight face looked too much like Fu Yicheng.

Fu Yicheng handed the finished fishing rod to Wen Qian: "Be careful."

"Got it, it's not interesting for us to do fishing, or we should gamble." How can we motivate without rewards?

Ning Wen Rulai became interested: "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet that tonight's dinner will be ready. If whoever catches the least fish, how about making tonight's dinner?"

Everyone has enough money to gamble, so it's better to gamble something interesting.

"Okay, let's start now." Ning Wenru flicked the fishing line. Regardless of her slender arms and legs, she flung it quite far, but Wen Qian was not far behind, and she didn't fling it out the first time.

Provoking Fu Jinan's ridicule: "Wen Qian, you dare to make a bet at your level? Don't say you let us do it on purpose."

Fu Yicheng glanced at Fu Jinan in vain, took Wen Qian's fishing rod into his hand, and swung it vigorously, farther than Ning Wenru and Fu Jinan's.

Fu Jinan's voice that was halfway through the ridicule was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter it.

Wen Qian looked at Fu Yicheng adoringly, but she had never seen him fishing before, why is he so good?
"Thanks husband."

Fu Yicheng was pleased by Wen Qian's calling him "Husband". She also called him Ah Cheng when she was most intimate, and the word "Husband" was rarely called.

Angrily, Fu Jinan took back the fishing line and re-flashed it several times, but it was not as far as Wen Qian's, which aroused Ning Wenru's disgusted gaze, and muttered in a low voice, "It's even more brave than not being able to."

The son is young, so he is naturally strong. He is not like Fu Jinan, an old bone.

Fu Jinan became even more depressed.

Fu Yicheng seemed to be intentionally trying to get Fu Jinan off, deliberately being a short distance away from Wen Qian, and now Wen Qian became the one with the farthest fishing line.

Fu Rongmo stayed quietly for a while, then became bored, restless in Wen Qian's arms: "Mommy."

Wen Qian's eyes widened, and she was stunned by Fu Rongmo's "Mummy".

Fu Yicheng turned his head in surprise, and Fu Rongmo actually spoke.

Another thing that surprised Wen Qian was that Fu Rongmo called her with a touch of drama.

Ning Wenru, Fu Jinan and Shen Qing were far away, so they didn't hear them.

Seeing that Mummy didn't respond, Fu Rongmo yelled again, he wanted to go down to play.

"Baby, you can talk!" Wen Qian couldn't close her mouth in surprise, she didn't have the time to guess what Fu Rongmo wanted to do, she picked him up and turned around three times on the spot.

Fu Yicheng's smile widened: "Call me Dad."

Fu Rongmo glanced at him: "Mommy."

It made Wenxi laugh out loud. It seems that the baby is called her so quickly because she has been influenced by her opera accent these days.

Fu Rongmo didn't give Fu Yicheng any face, and Fu Yicheng's smiling face collapsed again. Wen Qian couldn't bear Fu Yicheng's loss, and guided Fu Rongmo in a soft voice: "Call Dad, learn from Mommy."

Fu Rongmo kicked his legs and became impatient, even his mother stopped barking.

Only then did Wen Qian realize that something was wrong with him: "Do you want to play Tangyuan?"

Fu Rongmo nodded in relief, wrapped his hands around Wen Qian's neck, and pointed to Ning Wenru, who was going to his grandparents.

Wen Qian forgot everything about her fishing rod bet: "Call me Mommy again and I'll carry you over."

Fu Rongmo obediently called out, and Wen Qian fulfilled his wish in a good mood.

Seeing his grandson coming, Ning Wenru happily put down his fishing rod, only seeing his grandson: "What's wrong with the glutinous rice balls?"

Fu Rongmo didn't speak, just stared at the lake, and regained the tranquility just now.

Seeing that he came down obediently, Wen Qian turned around and went back to fishing. She couldn't stop her smile. Tang Yuan really called her "Mommy" just now. She always thought he would call Fu Yicheng's father first, but she didn't expect that he would call Fu Yicheng father first. Call her first, she is not ready.

Fu Yicheng didn't want to admit that he was jealous. This kid rebelled every day. He liked one a day. Fortunately, the fishing rod was strong, and after a while, fish would bite the rod.

When the long arm was caught, a big fish was thrown up, and Wen Qian stood up excitedly: "You're lucky."

Fu Yicheng is in a group with her, so what he catches naturally has her share.

After a while, Fu Jinan also had a fish biting the rod.

But what I didn't expect was that Fu Rongmo suddenly yelled loudly, scaring the fish away. Fu Jinan stared angrily, but when Ning Wenru stared at him, he instantly lost his temper and could only wait for the fish again.

But the second time and the third time, Fu Rongmo still made trouble, and it was when the fish bit the rod. Fu Jinan couldn't help it: "Fu Rongmo, you did it on purpose."

Fu Rongmo did it on purpose, his parents had already started filling the second barrel, and he didn't want them to lose.

Ning Wenru also noticed it: "Why did the glutinous rice balls scare the fish away?"

Fu Rongmo babbled a few times, but he only knew the word "Mummy" and couldn't answer Ning Wenru's question.

However, Ning Wenru dotes on his grandson, and thinks he is cute no matter what: "Why are you so fierce, maybe the glutinous rice balls are for fun, at worst, I will cook when I go back."

Fu Jinan was not comforted at all, he put down the fishing rod and hugged Fu Rongmo back into Wen Qian's arms: "This brat deliberately made trouble."

Fu Rongmo shrank his neck, looking like he was being bullied by his grandfather. Fu Yicheng and Fu Jinan didn't deal with it at first, but upon seeing this, he decided that Fu Jinan was bullying the younger: "If you don't like glutinous rice balls, just tell me Well, why make excuses."

"Okay, Fu Rongmo, you are full of drama at a young age." Fu Jinan was surprised by Fu Rongmo's two faces.

Wen Qian was not happy after hearing this: "Uncle Fu, if you don't hurry up, you really won't be able to win against us."