The Shura Field of the Big Brothers

Hurrying to the living room, the loud cry of the little guy was really frightening, and Cui Minhao was so frightened that he didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

"Oh——Why is Xiaomumu crying? Dad hugs me, don't cry..."

It can be said that he tried his best to coax him, but the little guy didn't appreciate it at all, he just kept crying with his mouth open, and didn't open his eyes to see who was hugging him.

"Be good, be good! Xiao Mumu won't cry, daddy is here, daddy hugs, be good..."

He coaxed him until his voice was almost hoarse, but the little guy in his arms still kept crying, and he worked harder and harder, feeling like he was crying out all the energy of feeding, but his voice was still so loud.

But at this time, Han Xiyun leaned leisurely at the door of the room, putting her hands in her pockets and "watching with cold eyes".

"Oh! You still want Aunt Liu to rest assured? Taking care of us is really not easy, you really think clearly..."

Tremendous stress!

With the cry of the child on one side and her sarcasm on the other, Cui Minhao felt his head was buzzing.

At this moment he really wanted to yell, for fear of scaring the little guy, he had no choice but to beg for mercy: "Xiyun, I was too fierce just now, my fault, but Xiaomumu is innocent, look—"

"He's just hungry, come on, I'm going back to code."

Han Xiyun turned her head blankly and was about to go back to the room, regardless of their "father and son" feelings.

"Then what should he do? Didn't you say he was hungry? No feed?"

Cui Minhao was really in a hurry, his brows were tightly knit and he was at a loss.

"Aren't you capable? Solve it yourself!"

Immediately afterwards, there was only a "bang", and the door was mercilessly closed.

"I, I, I... how to solve it?"

Cui Minhao looked down at his chest in embarrassment: I am a man!How to solve this kind of thing?
Ever since, he was completely stunned.

After a while, a woman's ruthless voice came from the room: "Why are you so stupid! Go make milk powder!"

"Oh! Yes! Milk powder! Yes, make milk powder, milk bottle, warm water, Xiao Mumu, wait for Dad on the bed first, and Dad will make milk for you right away."

He was in a hurry here, he quickly put the crying little guy back on the bed and went to look for a feeding bottle, while the woman in the room leaned against the door to eavesdrop on the movement outside.

In fact, she also loves her son, but if she wants to drive away Cui Minhao, she can only be cruel.

"I'm sorry son, just hold on a little longer, and I'll make it up to you when I force Uncle Cui away."

Hearing the panic outside, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

It's not that she is unfeeling, but it's really funny to imagine Cui Minhao's appearance at this time.

But when she heard her son's cry, she couldn't help but also shed tears: "Just bear with it, bear with it, and your son will be fine."

Just when the little guy was crying so hard that his voice was hoarse, she finally couldn't help opening the door and going out. At this moment, Cui Minhao had already soaked the milk and picked up the little guy.

The little guy's face was full of tears, his mouth was wide open, and he was staring at him eagerly, like a little bird waiting for the mother bird to catch bugs and come back to feed, so pitiful and cute.

"Oh—be good and don't cry. Dad will feed you immediately. Don't cry, don't cry. If you cry again, Dad will feel bad."

Cui Minhao coaxed gently, and slowly stuffed the bottle into the little guy's mouth, and the little guy hurriedly began to give in, sucking on the pacifier vigorously.

This battle of drinking milk—I have to say that the survival instinct of human beings is too strong.

Seeing that the little guy knows how to protect the feeding bottle with two small hands, he looks like he is afraid of being snatched away, with tears in his eyes, staring at him, Cui Minhao feels that his whole heart is about to be cut off by him melted.

"Hey, little Mumu, drink slowly, don't worry, Dad didn't fight with you, Dad just helped you hold the bottle, trust Dad, I won't fight with you..."

Han Xiyun saw this scene in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. With wet eyes, he turned around and hid in the room again.

Hearing the sound of the door, Cui Minhao turned his head to take a look, and said a few words if he saw no one: "Xiyun, don't worry, I will take care of Xiaomumu."

Han Xiyun covered her mouth in excitement and choked up, slid down the door, sat down on the floor, hugged her legs and began to bury her head and cry...

Several days passed, and Aunt Liu didn't come to help them again. Cui Minhao suffered too much by himself, and had to do housework and take care of the two little ancestors.

In the early morning, he didn't even bother to shave his beard, his hair was messed up when he woke up, and he rushed to the morning market to buy fresh ingredients before washing his face.

After getting ready for breakfast, he has to coax the child again, take him to the park to play Tai Chi with the old man, and dance square dance with the aunts...

Sometimes when the child cried in the middle of the night, he had to run out of his dream, and he didn't even have time to put on his pants. He dared to run into other people's room to help comfort the child with just a pair of big flower pants.

What's even worse is that sometimes I forget to lock the door when I go to the bathroom, and Han Xiyun sees the needle and hugs the baby to go!

She did know how to close her eyes and slowly move into the toilet, yelling "Cui Minhao catch it" and throw the child there. Of course, this was also done under the condition of slowly developing a tacit understanding.

Anyway, in the past few days, Cui Minhao has successfully turned himself from a 20-year-old teenager into a 40-year-old uncle in order to take care of the baby!
Seeing that it was less than a week before the start of the university, Cui Minhao finally couldn't help it.

"Han Xiyun! Let's go shopping together later."

"No."

"If you don't want it, you have to! Look at the fact that you've been staying at home for the past few days. If you don't leave the door, if you don't leave the door, school will start soon. Don't develop social phobia by then."

"No, besides, how about we go shopping with the children?"

"Of course we go together!"

Han Xiyun was still burying her head in typing, but when she heard that she was going together, she immediately stood up in shock: "No way! Shall I take him to go shopping with you?"

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

"It's a big problem! Big brother, then the three of us will probably be the focus!"

Cui Minhao understood what she meant, and almost laughed out loud with a poof.

Then he immediately cleared his throat, turned around and put his hands in his trouser pockets, and added unhurriedly: "Don't worry, I won't tell others that we are not a family of three."

"Cui-min-ho!"

"hold head high?"

Cui Minhao smirked, and immediately snatched the child away while Han Xiyun was not paying attention: "Do you dare to come and try?"

While Han Xiyun was still in a daze, he quickly ran out of the room holding the child, "Hey, little Mumu, Daddy will take you to sing Little Star!"

"Singing Little Star—Cui Minhao, where are you taking my son—"

So sudden, so caught off guard, Han Xiyun really lost her footing this time, with a loud shout, she quickly grabbed her bag and chased out of the room.

Seeing Cui Minhao running out with her son in his arms, she changed her shoes after standing for a second, opened the door and ran down the stairs in a hurry...

Yes, she went out, Choi Min Ho's "trick" succeeded.

On the [-]th floor, she also managed to finish the challenge in one breath, but Cui Minhao ran upstairs at that time, while she ran downstairs.

"Cui Minhao! Let me catch you, you must be dead—don't run—stop for me—"

Seeing that Cui Minhao ran out of the community and stopped a car on the side of the road and didn't know where he was going, she was also anxious, and after stopping the car, she chased after him: "Master, hurry up, catch up with the car in front, hurry up!"

Actually...

If he had taken Han Muxia away, Han Xiyun would not have jumped in such a hurry.

The point is that her son is not only Han Muxia!
"Master, hurry up! Catch up with them, and I'll give you more money, hurry up!"

"Little girl, so anxious—are they robbing you of your money?"

"Oh no! My computer! Money is not important, my computer is my tool for eating."

"Okay, then you can sit still, you even snatched the little girl's computer, let's see if I don't catch up with you!"

This master driver is also considered righteous. To help catch the "robber", he speeded several times, and he didn't know how many tickets he could get.

Soon, two taxis stopped at a large shopping mall one after the other. Han Xiyun took out a handful of money from her bag early on, and threw it in through the window after getting out of the car: "Thank you, master!"

She was also running fast, the driver originally wanted to ask if he needed to call the police for her, but he had already run away.

Seeing that Cui Minhao was right in front of him, the distance between the two was less than 50 meters, and he was still holding "two children".

"Cui Minhao! Hurry up and stop! I can spare you—"

After all, after running eighteen flights of stairs, she was a little exhausted after not exercising for a long time, and leaned directly outside the gate of the shopping mall out of breath.

Through a glass, Cui Minhao stuck out his tongue at her frightenedly, her son was also very happy, his small mouth was grinning, and he spit out many small bubbles.

"Huh - Cui Minhao, I won't play with you anymore, stop quickly, I'm almost out of breath."

"Then you promise me to go shopping?"

"Come here, go shopping, I can't go shopping! How can anyone be like this, holding the child and threatening the old mother, huh—"

Seeing that she was also out of breath last time, Cui Minhao was finally satisfied, and knew to come out and help her in.

As soon as you enter the shopping mall, the lively atmosphere comes at once. Watching the pedestrians talking and laughing, people feel a lot more relaxed.

The shopping mall is full of beautiful things, and people are dazzled by it. Han Xiyun raised the corner of her mouth unconsciously, and turned her head to meet Cui Minhao's smiling face.

"Humph!"

She immediately put away her smile and looked down at her son.

I saw the little guy holding his fist and licking it non-stop, licking it with gusto, and tsk-tsk.

"Wow—brother, is your little hammer sweet?"

Asked by her, the little guy stopped his mouth and glared at her, and then continued to give his finger.

"Tsk tsk tsk! How can this little mouth be so greedy?"

This time the little guy ignored her, Cui Minhao couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, hey, it's natural for people, and you must have been like this when you were young."

"I won't do this, look at my hands—are there any traces of this?"

"Pfft—hahaha, no hahaha..."

They talked and laughed while walking, and became enviable characters in the eyes of others.

In the eyes of passers-by, they are a sweet and loving "little couple", young "little parents"!
(The author is getting married tomorrow, nervous, and insomnia. First, I will publish the novel to find sleepiness. Please forgive me for the slow update recently!)