The system forced me to complete the strategy script

Little Tan Song, who is six or seven months old, can no longer hide his naughty and stubborn character, and his motives for doing things are difficult to guess, which often leaves his mother and father confused.

He is already able to eat solid food and has obvious teething. He loves to bite people, bite things, and drools. The saliva towel needs to be changed from time to time.

The weather was hot in summer, so all Chen Jiyue wore for him was a bunny backless and open-butt bellyband that was convenient for defecation.

Many of the things used by little Tan Song were made by Chen Jiyue patiently, stitch by stitch. As a father, he has successfully overcome the "gender bias" that he has been disciplined by society for a long time in the process of adapting to his identity.

Yes, as the wife said, I am both a man. If I don’t love my son, it means that I don’t identify with my gender at all.

If you don’t like yourself, you don’t support your own gender rights, and you look down on yourself, then what about others?

Don't belittle yourself, live calmly, and don't be blindly charming and submissive. This is the best way to look at your own heart and human nature.

As for women being superior to men, and being treated differently, I have never been looked down upon by my wife. All I can feel is to be respected and cherished.

Chen Jiyue is still developing new beauty formulas. He likes his career. When he has to take care of the children alone, he can also distract himself from the random thoughts that fly around when he is alone.

He knows that his wife supports him and will never restrict him from pursuing his favorite career and interests.

The wife is also very good at taking responsibility. Over the past few months, she has shared the responsibility of taking care of Song'er with herself, and has never been a hands-off shopkeeper, so there is almost no pressure on her to raise her children.

When Song'er is a little older, she can run her own stall again, which makes her very hopeful.

I have a wife, children, and a career. I have really become better with the help of my wife...

It's just that when the wife is busy, I really miss her.

Chen Jiyue's movements slowed down, and the corners of his mouth drooped at the thought.

I can't even think about it, I'll cry just thinking about it.

Wife, I seem to be becoming more hypocritical and sentimental under your indulgence...

Tan Yu laid a special safety area for children's toys on the floor of the room. Baby Tan Song played happily on the soft floor, rolling around, hugging and biting this toy, and hugging that toy.

If Yuanbao comes closer to look at him curiously, he will bite Yuanbao without any seriousness. There is no way, Yuanbao loves him as a new member of the family. Even if it hurts, it will not bluff. At best, it will stay away a little.

Chen Jiyue took good care of little Tan Song, and his negative emotions after giving birth were largely eliminated by Tan Yu's careful company.

When his figure returned to its former peak and the horizontal scars on his belly were no longer visible, all the uneasiness and grudge in his heart disappeared.

Once, Tan Yu thought of playing with his son the exquisite silver spoon that Dan Qiu had given him before. But to his surprise, Chen Jiyue said that he had forgotten where he put it.

Tan Yu didn't think much about it. Indeed, she couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked for it at home. When she dreamed about it at midnight, thinking of her husband's past mistakes, she suddenly felt that there was another possibility...

Tan Yu laughed sarcastically, lowered her head and hugged her husband, who was sleeping peacefully after loving her in her arms. Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, just buy a new one as a replacement.

Tan Yu's indulgence and understanding of Chen Jiyue became deeper and deeper as time went by. When it came to anything related to her husband, she could not think without partiality.

In being loved, Chen Jiyue also learned to let go of his bad thoughts. With the backing of love, his darkness also became brighter.

Whenever he saw Tan Yu teasing their son in different ways, he would always be secretly envious. These annoying little emotions would only ease when he was close to his wife.

So many times, when Tan Yu was breastfeeding, Chen Jiyue hung on her like a sloth.

He followed Tan Yu's pace of having to breastfeed at the same time. Little Tan Song was young but had a lot of needs.

If he doesn't notice the feeding or patting on the back, he will cry at the top of his voice and won't want to eat anymore.

Chen Jiyue put her arms around Tan Yu's waist and rested her head on her neck from behind, looking as dependent as a newborn baby that cannot live without its caregiver.

"Master Wife~"

"Yeah~"

The dual physical and psychological attachment and love made Tan Yu's weight in Chen Jiyue's heart extremely heavy.

Chen Jiyue himself knew that in his heart, no one was as important as his wife, not even his children.

He didn't know if his mentality was right, nor did he know how other wives got along, but he didn't feel anything was wrong.

His wife has given him a new life, so he should be devoted to her. He just wants to follow his heart.

Even if the child is extremely annoying, Chen Jiyue can still have a relatively calm mind. He dotes on little Tan Song, but he will not give in on certain principled matters.

Just like now, little Tan Song, who has all kinds of strange demands, started crying and clamoring for the rabbit doll that his mother gave to his father on the bed.

He had pointed his finger many times in the past, but Chen Jiyue never responded directly to him.

In Chen Jiyue's heart, he didn't want to give his own dolls to his children to play with.

Whether he was selfish or abnormal, he didn't want to.

Song Ming obviously has so many toys, why do you still want to snatch mine from me?

Dad is also a human being, and there are things he doesn't want to do.

Chen Jiyue put down what she was doing and walked over to pick up little Tan Song who was crying pitifully.

"Stop crying, okay? Song'er has so many toys, so why don't you compete with daddy for toys?"

Little Tan Song hugged her father tightly and grabbed her father's messy collar. He hummed softly and kept rubbing in Chen Jiyue's arms.

"Woooooooo..."

Little Tan Song kept pointing to the other side of the bed. Chen Jiyue pretended not to understand and walked out with him in his arms.

"Song'er, let's see if mother is back, okay? Look, the flowers on the tree are so beautiful. Come, let's pick a bunch of fresh ones and hold them in our hands to smell the fragrance~"

The child has all kinds of strange ideas, and his attention is quickly attracted by the fragrant flowers, and he keeps kneading them and putting them up to his nose.

Seeing that Chen Jiyue was done coaxing him, he no longer pretended to be positive and cheerful, and just walked around in circles with little Tan Song in his arms.

Sitting on the stone bench, Yuan Bao ran over to get close to him. Xiao Tan Song held the fragrant flowers in his hands and cheered with open hands, his buttocks jumping up and down.

Yuan Bao also kept spinning around to tease Tan Song, even if his hair and beard were pulled, he would not fight back.

"Tsk, Song'er, don't do this to Yuanbao. The dog will feel pain too. It just won't cry as you please."

Yuan Bao was very grateful to his male master for rescuing him from his little master's ignorant hands, and his tail wagged happily.

Little Tan Song seemed to understand, but he judged from his father's bad tone that he was blaming himself.

He couldn't bear the slightest anger, and was noisy and fluttering.

Chen Jiyue had no choice but to coax her, "Okay, okay, if Song'er doesn't cry, let's continue walking around and looking at the flowers."

Little Tan Song also has two small bow-tie-style knots tied on his head. The thin red ribbon makes him look even sweeter, of course, unless he is crying.

Little Tan Song was coaxed so that she cried less, and the corners of her mouth turned down, sobbing slightly, which was endearing.

Chen Jiyue also wanted to cry. It was only after he had a child that he realized how difficult it is to raise a child.

He loves to think wildly, and he is also a highly sensitive and needy person. If his emotions consume too much, he will also get tired.

He really wants his wife's comfort and embrace now.

Wife, it's getting dark, come back soon, I miss you so much...

Chen Jiyue's eyes turned red and she coaxed herself in her heart, "Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, I've become a father, I can't cry anymore..."