I wanted to usurp the throne, and I eloped with the leader Zai

Today is an unusual day for the port mafia. The burly men wearing black sunglasses and holding submachine guns stand upright and stick to their posts, waiting for the news from the hospital, only to betray them with trembling fingertips. relieved their anxiety.

Today, their leader is going to give birth.

Sorry, it's the leader's wife who is about to give birth.

Conscience Society Animal Zhongyuan Zhong also paced near the delivery room of the hospital, and when he saw someone coming out, he immediately chased after him and asked, which scared the little nurse to tears.

"How is the leader of our family? Is he still alive? Is Madam okay?!"

The nurse tried to comfort her: "The family members calm down! I just came out to alternate!"

It started from the moment when my wife failed to play games in the delivery room, and she couldn't stand it and threw the game console angrily, clutching her stomach and screaming for pain.

For a good production environment, I bought the best obstetrics and gynecology hospital in Yokohama.

It is very troublesome to have a baby, it is best not to come a second time, and, I want a little padded jacket, don't bring me a black heart jacket.

Why should my young and beautiful wife suffer this kind of crime?

Lying on a luxurious hospital bed, eating an apple that Osamu Dazai had peeled, playing games and blowing on the air conditioner, I thought of this, and sighed deeply, lamenting how hard it is to be a first-time mother.

Osamu Dazai was more nervous than I was because he was so busy. Those who didn’t know thought he was having a baby. After a while, he went to the children’s clothing store to buy a bunch of pink skirts and asked me if they looked good. After a while, he went to buy another bunch. I drink milk powder for myself, and sometimes hold my hand in the middle of the night and say, will I not want him after I give birth, crying more sadly than me.

I:"???"

big brother?Are you suffering from prenatal depression? ? ?

So I hired three psychiatrists to counsel Dazai Osamu in turn, but Dazai Osamu didn't get better, the three doctors became depressed, and the depressed little Zazai curled up in my arms pitifully, jealous at the air.

I comforted him: "Zai, you are the cutest, and I won't dislike you for being a yellow-faced husband after giving birth."

Osamu Dazai burst into tears: "Madam, you really love me."

I took it for granted: "Yes, wait and peel two apples for me, and then go buy my favorite creme brulee, and also buy the new jump."

Don't forget when you're done crying.

One second before Nakahara Nakahara, whom Osamu Dazai just ordered, went to run errands, and the voice of my game failure came with the pain in the next second. I grabbed Dazai's arm with a groan, and Dazai also wailed. Fuck it, it hurts my wife to death!

When the bell rang, Osamu Dazai and I were crying and were pushed to the delivery room by the doctors and nurses who rushed over after hearing the sound. They couldn’t separate the two of us who were crying to death, so they could only keep cheering us up. The nurse on the far side Even holding a light stick.

"Leader, take a deep breath, it doesn't hurt! Just pass it, don't hold your breath!"

"Ma'am, the leader is dying, please take it easy!"

"Ah! Leader, don't give up on yourself, come here, the leader has faded, color it up!"

"Ma'am! Stop pulling, the leader's arm is about to come out! No, it's about to fall!"

The lights in the delivery room made me dizzy, and my stomach was like a mackerel fighting a slug for [-] rounds, and there was a ghost crying and wolf howling next to me. I was upset when I heard it, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

However, listening to Osamu Dazai crying like he was dying, I suddenly felt no pain, my stomach was warm, and the pain from kicking me to death just now was much less. meat, eh?It really works!

My eyes lit up when I got the incredible information, Osamu Dazai, who was crying, thought I was in pain, so he held back his arm that was about to be torn off by me, grabbed my hand, and immediately stopped crying.

In fact, Osamu Dazai, who was so afraid of pain that he was dying of pain, had a reassuring smile on his painful face, and Dayi stretched out his other arm awe-inspiringly: "Hey, ma'am, pinch it, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt at all."

But your fucking tears burst out several times!

It is true to say that I am not moved. Osamu Dazai sacrificed too much, tears filled my eyes, and I pinched harder.Osamu Dazai held back his tears and said that he didn't feel any pain at all. He held my hand and said a lot of words. Intermittent and soft crying came out. I know that he really tried his best.

I nodded, and then said with a smile, "Dazai, although you cry miserably, you are really a man."

Osamu Dazai: "Whoa, Ma'am~"

Me: "So can you go out, you are too loud."

Osamu Dazai: "???"

Compared with our behavior of spreading dog food in the delivery room, the Central Plains outside the door is very old. He walked back and forth several times, frowning, and the new nurses who came and went comforted him.

"It's okay, it's like this for the first time, don't worry, your wife and children will be safe."

Zhong Yuanzhong also covered his ears, and closed his eyes in pain: "But the leader has been yelling for a long time, is it so scary to have a baby!"

The delivery room opened, and the worried Zhong Yuanzhong also hurried over. It was the leader who blinked his poached eyes and cried to stay, twisting on the hospital bed like a caterpillar.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rushed forward: "Madam is all right, where is the child?"

"The baby hasn't finished yet. The husband is too noisy. The wife asked us to throw him out, saying that men will only affect the speed of her childbirth."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" No, I can, I can do it!Let me stay and continue!Osamu Dazai was tied up on the hospital bed with a bandage in his mouth, and stared at the door of the delivery room unwillingly. The nurse ruthlessly pushed him to the next operating room for orthopedic surgery.

Nakahara, who witnessed everything, was also moved: "Dazai, I admit that you are half a man."

By the way, in the past, Osamu Dazai's combat effectiveness in Nakahara Chuya's heart was 0.5 mackerel, and the degree of splashing a splash with a flick of its tail.

In the end, the child came out, but Osamu Dazai did not come out from the operating room next door. I heard that the doctor specially administered double anesthesia to make Osamu Dazai faint.

The moment I pushed it out and opened my eyes again, I first turned to the nurse and asked, "Where's Dazai?"

The nurse poured me a glass of water: "Father and son are safe, sir is next door, and the child's dumb hair is very similar to yours."

Daimao is the last stubborn.

She opened the curtain in the middle, and the tortured Osamu Dazai put his plaster face on his face like dead ashes, muttering, Madam didn't despise me, how can I lose my family status, I am the cutest...

It's over, postpartum depression after giving birth!

Osamu Dazai, who was wandering alone, saw my eyes lit up, my mouth shrunk down, and he made a hugging gesture with his hands wrapped in plaster, aggrieved. The nurse with sharp eyesight immediately put our beds together, Osamu Dazai hugged me smoothly.

He put his head on my neck: "Ma'am, am I useless?"

I hugged him tightly: "No, Dazai is the most reliable man."

The two of us looked at each other affectionately, the nurse who hesitated to speak sighed, and quietly went out to help us close the door.

Cat Dazai, who seemed to be drenched by the rain, shrunk slightly, with a blush on his lovely face, and asked expectantly, "Then, can Madam..."

I closed my eyes and kissed him, and was immediately greeted more enthusiastically.

After 5 minutes, I coughed: "Don't worry, you are the cutest in my eyes, I think about the child's name."

I proudly akimbo: "It's called Little Curry, don't you like curry very much?"

"Ma'am..." Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai's eyes widened slightly, his kite color was covered in a layer of mist, and then he hugged me into his arms and rubbed me happily, "What a good name, as expected of Madam. "

"Right! I also thought of a name, and the coffee is also good, don't you like it very much?"

"...Well, let's call it Curry!!!" Osamu Dazai, who was very excited for some reason, immediately made a decision for his child.

Wife slave Dazai Osamu resolutely sold his child to make his wife happy, cheating on his son was nothing, he was so cruel that he even cheated himself.

My physical fitness is very good, and now I am alive and kicking. Because of Dazai’s physique, I said very tenaciously that he is fine. In the end, the two of us decided to leave the hospital and go home. When I drove Dazai back to our two warm little homes , I always feel that something seems wrong.

……

Nakahara Nakaya, the nanny who was forgotten in the hospital holding her baby: "???"

"What about people?"

"Ran?"

"Hey, isn't it—"

A series about raising children~

"stare----"

"stare----"

In the warm living room, one big and one small stare at each other unwillingly, and the similar faces show dislike for each other.

Osamu Dazai pointed to the small foreign dress on the floor: "Do you want to wear it?"

The baby is indifferent: "That's what girls wear."

Osamu Dazai picked up the little skirt and justified it as a matter of course: "Who stipulated that boys can't wear skirts, let me wear them!"

The baby backed away in disgust: "Dirty adults, lolicon?"

"Shut up, who told you to be a black heart jacket, caramel sauce obviously wants a small cotton jacket, so that she will be happy!"

Little Curry with black hair and kite eyes frowned, patted the floor with his little hands, tried to stand up with his short legs, and questioned his old father who had worked so hard to raise him with his childish voice on his hips.

"But mom likes me, whoever cares about dad, he's not as cute as me anyway."

Osamu Dazai: "!!!"

Regardless of his father's darkening complexion, the three-year-old curry stretched out his hand naturally: "I want to drink milk."

"...I want to drink milk, okay~" Osamu Dazai smiled disdainfully.

When I came home from get off work, the room was in a mess, like a devil entering the village to sweep up. When my wronged son saw me running straight over, I hugged him distressedly.

"Baby, mom is so worried about you, what's wrong?"

The son's chubby face was full of grievances, he bit his fingers, lowered his big watery eyes, turned his head and glanced behind him, as if hesitating to say or not, his little face became more and more languid.

"No, Mom." The strong son tried his best to raise his smile, looking pitiful.

I saw it, okay, Osamu Dazai must have bullied my lovely son, his face sank, and my son immediately took my hand when he saw this.

"Mom, it's not like this. Daddy is only too hungry to drink up my milk." His small body is written with reliability, and the fluffy seaweed head is poked and fluttering in the wind, standing stubbornly , cutely took out a small rope from his pocket, "And my father also taught me games that can exercise the cervical spine."

Holding the small rope, my complexion is getting worse and worse.

Is this fucking person doing things?My old lady worked hard in Hong Kong and gangsters to earn money to support the family, not to mention Osamu Dazai took care of bad children at home, and even robbed other people's milk, it's too stupid, absolutely can't be tolerated!

Pulling the little curry, I bumped into someone who was carrying a fruit plate and wearing a little yellow duck apron, and I was angry on the spot.

Little Curry handed me a chicken wool blanket, and fanned me enthusiastically with a small fan.

"Caramel sauce, I'll give it to you, huh?" Osamu Dazai was stunned. He glanced at his son with a bright face behind his wife, and immediately understood that people's hearts are sinister, but how could a child actor who just debuted be as good as an Oscar winner.

"Caramel sauce, I was wrong. It's because my son refused to wear a skirt for you." Osamu Dazai changed the subject, and pitifully brought the topic to the child. My little skirt.

Feeling bad, the son turned around and ran away, caught off guard by fate's nape.

"No——" The son flapped his arms and legs in mid-air, watching the pink and tender skirt getting closer and closer.

I'm sorry, mom really... Really want to see Xiao Zhengtai in a skirt!

Satisfied, I put away the camera, and with a wave of my hand, I forgave Osamu Dazai. Only the flushed son dared not speak out and stared at Osamu Dazai. He grabbed his clothes with his little hands, steamed from his head, and opened his mouth. Zhang Yihe.

You wait,

It's nothing to be jealous with my son. I wish I could stay with my mother 25 hours a day to see him wait for his father to get old and not remove the oxygen mask for him, and then hire a professional black man to carry the coffin and put it on the speaker for three days and three nights. Good luck. Put a cover on the cloth and blow the suona, invite everyone in Yokohama to a feast.

The smiling Dazai Osamu dismissed it, his rank was too low, he was too lazy to make a move, and immediately swaggered back to the bedroom with his wife in his arms and applauded for love.

Don't forget to return a provocative look.

Little Curry: "!!!"

In fact, I can see: "..."

Tired.

The big and the small are fighting openly and secretly, but in fact, partnerships can also kill people.

Little Curry has an IQ that is incompatible with ordinary people since he was a child. He is always reluctant to play with other children and plays games by himself. I have always been worried that he will become autistic. I secretly poked at the Wall-climbing Kindergarten to see who doesn’t know what’s good or what’s wrong. How dare you bully my son.

Think about it, his physical skills are as touching as his father, he is arrogant and awkward, and he likes to tease people, a proper high-cold academic bully character set, what if he is bullied?

As a result, I found out that my son, who was so weak in my eyes, broke the kindergarten facilities lightly and coldly pointed out the various shortcomings of the little chubby in front of him. The double critical blow of physical attack and verbal attack, who can bear it.

So, he became the boss of the kindergarten, and he didn't have any hair in a radius of ten meters.

Sorry, I forgot the strange power that my family has inherited from generation to generation. Stupid hair and strange power coexist.

The teachers who heard the news were all deceived by his appearance, and he was too good at talking, which coaxed the teacher into a ecstasy, and no one pursued it.

Later, I found out that Osamu Dazai taught him this.

But I'm still worried that he has no friends, hey, what should I do if I don't have friends, I don't want him to become a poor adult like Osamu Dazai who has no friends and is brave all by himself.

I called and asked Zhongya to pick up Curry on a cool motorcycle. Children like Ultraman and Transformers. Motorcycles are a boy's dream, and my son can definitely do it.

As a result, he also called me that day, saying that all the children were crying in fright, and he forgot that there was a row of black lizards behind him.

I completely gave up my plan to spy on my son's campus life.

Until one day, I was watching TV at home, and the little curry who came back from school came home with a heavy dusty atmosphere, clutching his hair, which seemed to be dying, with the flame of meeting a powerful enemy in his eyes, and went back to the room and closed the door , I looked dazed, and Dazai next to me was thoughtful.

"This is meeting some kind of friend. Congratulations, ma'am." His eyes lit up, and he looked at me affectionately, "The little bastard who got in the way finally stopped, so that the two-person world between me and my wife will be more. "

Honey, are you sure?Your son is like a rookie who will hurt both sides!Even the dull hair is wilted!

The son who came out of the retreat to eat stared at the coffee in front of his father with deep hatred, and suddenly raised his head and asked me with tears: "Mom, curry or coffee, which one do you like?"

"???"

"What about curry and pears?"

"???"

Honey, these species are different!

I was taken aback, and gestured to Dazai with my eyes, but Dazai smiled and said nothing, looking like he was watching the show, making it clear that he was cheating on his son, so I could only follow my heart: "Mom likes creme brulee."

Little Curry: "..." QAQ

Isn't this more aggrieved, looking like she's about to cry!

In the end, it was Osamu Dazai who came out, and the elder and the younger were discussing something in the room. In this harmonious father-son relationship, is it true that only men understand men?

With the blessing of his father, the son regained his strength, but the other party also had the blessing of his father. In the end, he completely became Dazai Osamu and his father. The father became more and more cheerful, and the child became more and more humble. Watching the battle between the bosses, they hugged each other tremblingly.

In order to show that he is different from Osamu Dazai, the poor child put a bandage on his right eye, and the smell of the second disease became stronger. He went out early and returned late every day.

In the end, the child with frustrated self-esteem cried and told me to sell Dad to the pet store. The mackerel was very popular, and he decided to sell it at a low price.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowyen

The author has something to say: sell mackerel at a low price, four for one dollar!

Dad is the most dangerous when it is safe, and even more dangerous when it is dangerous.