Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

The special assistant himself was ashamed of the change in emotions at that moment.

He walked around the room with Erbao in his arms, trying to comfort him, but he didn't notice that Dabao was also in a state of collapse.

Dabao: When will daddy give us two rooms to sleep in! It's so noisy!

Later, he couldn't comfort Erbao anymore, so he handed Erbao to the others in the secretariat to look after him, and went to find the child's father.

Song Jiajun followed the special assistant immediately after hearing this.

Erbao was tired of crying and was taking a break. When he saw Song Jiajun, he started crying instantly, and his voice was much louder than before.

Those who didn't know would think that he had suffered a great injustice.

The people in the secretariat had never been so eager for the boss to appear. When they saw Song Jiajun, not only Erbao cried, but they all wanted to cry too.

The secretary holding Erbao felt that she was almost deaf.

Song Jiajun walked in front of Erbao, skillfully lifted Erbao into his arms, and then threw him into the crib.

"Don't cry, mom is sleeping, I'll beat you if you wake me up!"

When Erbao saw Song Jiajun, he stopped crying, lying on the bed contentedly and smiling at his father, showing a few small teeth.

Song Jiajun turned his head away from the kid.

I said that you shouldn't have a child so early, it's really terrible!

If it weren't for you, he would still be sleeping with his wife in his arms!

After returning to the office, Erbao stopped crying, and Dabao started humming.

"What are you humming about?"

Song Jiajun found it strange that his eldest son seemed like an adult who had not drunk Mengpo soup and was reincarnated.

Except when facing a little girl, he basically didn't smile and rarely cried.

Dabao couldn't speak, so he just kept humming there. Song Jiajun had no choice but to carry him around the office.

Dabao: I hate you for being a piece of wood! Can't you see where my hand is pointing!

Song Jiajun found that it was okay when he didn't coax him, but the humming became louder when he coaxed him.

At this time, he finally realized that Dabao's chubby finger had been pointing in one direction, and when he turned around, the little guy's finger would change direction.

Song Jiajun followed the little guy's finger and looked at the door of the lounge.

"Want to find mom? You still know where mom is!"

Song Jiajun didn't want the child to disturb his wife's sleep, but Dabao was crying hard, so he had to carry him into the lounge.

Dabao, who was crying loudly, stopped crying when he saw his mother, and obediently stuck to Lin Wanyue to play by himself.

Erbao was lying in the crib and refused to do it. Where is the person! Where is the person!

Song Jiajun just heard Erbao start crying again. He sighed resignedly, debt collectors, all debt collectors!

After putting Erbao on the bed and lying side by side with Dabao, both babies stopped crying.

The fence that was installed because Lin Wanyue fell to the ground while sleeping came in handy at this time.

The two children can already climb by themselves. It is much safer with the fence. No one of the three of them will fall to the ground.

Lin Wanyue felt a stinging pain on her face while sleeping. She opened her eyes dazedly and saw Erbao scratching her face.

The little guy saw that she woke up and was still smiling, and slapped her twice.

"Husband!!! Look at your son!!"

When Song Jiajun, who was talking to the planning department in the office, heard Lin Wanyue's voice, he immediately got up and went into the lounge.

As soon as he entered, he saw Erbao being beaten by Dabao, and Dabao was still shouting.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with my wife?"

Lin Wanyue complained with her hair that was just scratched by Erbao: "Erbao scratched my face! Look!"

The man felt so distressed when he saw the red marks on the little girl's face. The skin was scratched!

The little girl's face was very tender. When had she ever suffered such a crime?

Song Jiajun first moved Dabao away, then picked up Erbao and went to cut his nails. He looked back at Dabao and put Dabao on too.

Dabao: I really know how to thank you!

As a result, Song Jiajun continued to talk to the people in the planning department while cutting Erbao's nails, and the special assistant held Dabao in line beside him.

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After returning home in the evening, Lin Wanyue played with Dabao and Erbao in the children's room.

This room was specially designed by Song Jiajun after Lin Wanyue became pregnant. At the beginning, he thought that there would be a daughter anyway, so he designed it half pink and half blue.

In the end, two sons were born, so they just used it like this.

Dabao didn't know what he saw and crawled away, and crawled back with something in his hand.

"Mom..."

Lin Wanyue smashed the comic book in her hand on her face, and then suddenly sat up: "Dabao, did you call mom? Call again!"

"Mom..." Dabao shouted and sent the things in his hand to Lin Wanyue.

DabaoThe first one handed over the skirt of the doll that Song Jiajun had prepared for his daughter.

The doll had been taken away by the second one, and only the little skirt was left.

Lin Wanyue hugged the first one and kissed him hard, "The first one should give the skirt to mommy!"

She didn't expect the first one to react. After all, the child was less than one year old, and it was very smart to do so.

But she didn't expect the first one to actually nod, and then handed the little skirt to Lin Wanyue again.

Lin Wanyue accepted the little skirt, "Thank you, our first one, mommy likes it very much, the skirt is very beautiful!"

At this time, Song Jiajun came in after finishing his business, holding the milk powder for the two children before going to bed at night, and the milk for his wife before going to bed at night.

Lin Wanyue couldn't wait to share, "Hubby, Dabao just called me mom!"

Song Jiajun raised his eyebrows and looked at Dabao, squatted down and shook the milk powder in his hand, "Call daddy to hear it."

Dabao turned his head and buried it in Lin Wanyue's arms, leaving only a small butt for Song Jiajun.

The man laughed angrily, if he didn't want to call, then he didn't, what did it mean to point his butt at him!

On the contrary, Erbao drooled when he saw the milk bottle. The child who was usually too lazy to lift his butt crawled very fast.

The little hand grabbed Song Jiajun's arm and shouted anxiously.

Song Jiajun looked back at Erbao, whose saliva flowed onto his arm, and said lightly, "Your brother can call mom, when will you call?"

Erbao's clear eyes only had the milk bottle, and he was very anxious.

Song Jiajun deliberately refused to give it to Erbao, and shook the bottle in front of him, making Erbao blurt out: "Dad..."

The bottle stopped shaking, and when Erbao's little hand was about to touch the bottle, Song Jiajun moved his hand away again.

"Call me again."

Erbao followed suit, "Dad..."

The man was satisfied, and Erbao was satisfied too, holding the bottle and drinking tons of milk.

Song Jiajun stretched out his hand and poked the little butt that was still facing him, "You kid, call me."

The little butt was unmoved, and buried in his mother's arms attentively.