wild summer [rebirth]

The kind of person that Zhang Jingbei hates most is called 'other people's children. '

Oh, how obedient, how well-behaved, how well-educated, and how sensible other people's children are... balabala, how can you be like this, and then just compare and curse.

Zhang Jingbei is the heart and soul of the old Zhang family, who is not pampered and pampered on weekdays, I don’t know if there is no comparison, and the hatred of iron and steel will always burst out when there is a comparison with my parents.

Recently, Zhang Dashan finally had a few free days to rest at home for a few days. In just a few days, all his energy and attention were devoted to his little boy.

The cultural atmosphere of Xingyang Town is very good. From time to time, a few men, women and children who get up to exercise in the morning will run past the bluestone paths that are not too spacious. Zhang Dashan pays great attention to health preservation and physical exercise. Will seize the time to insist on exercising.

The days in summer are short, the sky is bright and white at five o'clock, and there is a faint red sun dancing happily from the white clouds, dyed with red yarn, and the long blue sky is just opening the curtain of the day.

It was already 35:[-] when Zhang Dashan came back from his run. Just as he was about to enter, he saw that Li Boyang, who was at the opposite door, had packed up and was waiting at the door of his house with a small schoolbag on his back.

Meticulous appearance, straight face, tightly pursed lips under the slightly profound facial features, Zhang Dashan was occasionally surprised by such a serious and upright demeanor of such a small child, and inexplicably wanted to face him squarely.

"Boyang, did you get up so early for dinner?" Zhang Dashan asked with a smile on his face, with a slightly short body.

Li Boyang looked back at the tightly closed yard opposite the Zhang family, rubbed his fingers uncomfortably at the keys in his pocket, thought for a while, and said, "Mom slept late last night, today I want to sit with Aunt Lin Wei I can go to school together with my car, is that okay?"

Zhang Dashan touched his head with a pleasant face, and glanced inside the door, "Go in, Beibei is probably eating."

However, within 3 minutes of entering, Zhang Dashan frowned, and ran upstairs to knock on the door. Zhang's mother by the bed was helplessly softly coaxing the small cocoon in the middle of the bed. Zhang Dashan couldn't help being anxious, "Beibei, wake up, mom made you your favorite polenta, and your favorite green vegetables, get up quickly, okay? We're going to be late."

Zhang Dashan came in a few steps with long legs, stretched out his hand and lifted the thin quilt. Seeing the tightly shrunk little dumpling, he couldn't laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to call him, "You son of a bitch, you are still sleeping late, let you sleep late yesterday." Don’t go to bed early, can’t you wake up? Look at Boyang in your aunt Tong’s house, he has already finished eating and waits there, why don’t you get up and pretend to be dead?” At the end of the speech, the tone was smug. It's a bit harsh.

The brat feels helpless. In his previous life, he was only calculated to be a cow and a horse. Now that he is back, he doesn't sleep for a while. It's just unreasonable!

"Mom, I'm sleepy..." Zhang Xiaobei rolled from one side of the bed to the other, rubbing one side of his eyes and slowly hugged Zhang's mother's waist, his voice was soft and dragged on for a long time Long, it seems that the decades of independence in his previous life have been fed to the dog, and going back to his infancy has also brought back his squeamishness.

Regardless of whether Zhang Dashan was blowing his beard and staring at the side, or pretending to be thunderous and rainy, Zhang's mother calmly coaxed a few words and hugged the little soft ball in her arms. She still didn't forget to laugh at him jokingly, "Come on, Mommy, did you wet the bed again last night?"

The little boy woke up suddenly, and reflexively pulled the quilt to cover it, and the two words repeated by Li Boyang sounded like thunder beside him, "Wetting the bed?"

"Ah bah bah, who, who wetted the bed?" The little brat, who had felt ashamed before, suddenly became even more upset, with his chin raised high, and he bared his teeth at him like a little game cock, grandma, even if I want to wet the bed, ah No, are you still entangled with your five-fingered girl while drawing the map?You deserve to be an old virgin, but in the end, I have to help you lose your virginity, ah bah bah!Grandpa is so generous.

Li Boyang didn't feel annoyed either, but hesitantly looked back and forth at the area covered by the sheet.

On the contrary, Zhang Dashan, who had been watching all the time, took advantage of the situation to lift the quilt, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and laughed a few times triumphantly. Seeing the dry and dry sheets, he silently felt a little regretful, and teased, "Oh, this time I’ve made progress, I thought I’d have to get a new bed sheet today.” Blinking eyes, she smiled again, “Aunt Tong said that Bo Yang stopped wetting the bed when he was three years old, you, you…” There was helplessness in her words and pampering.

Now Zhang Xiaobei was no longer in the mood to go back to sleep, and glared at Li Boyang angrily, feeling resentful, hating someone else's child the most.

Zhang Jingbei has a surly temper, and his temper is quite erratic and capricious. It is not worrying to provoke cats and dogs usually.

But Li Boyang was the opposite of him, Li Tong taught him as a modest gentleman, usually behaved in a very orderly manner, even to the point of being rigid and rigid, in order not to let him grow up and be with him in the future Same as father.

However, the greatness of genetic genes cannot be corrected and destroyed through the environment and human efforts. The things that are engraved in the bones of people cannot be changed. There are many factors. Everything or things must be within the scope of his ability to control.

Therefore, his approval does not require any opinions and suggestions from others.

After taking a long time to wash up, seeing that the time is pointing to 45:[-], and the clock will start at [-]:[-], in a hurry, Mama Zhang has to put the milk that has already been soaked in the water bottle and ask him to take it to school to drink. , I took the lunch box and put two steamed buns and boiled eggs in, then took the two children to school.

When they arrived at the school gate, Mother Zhang carefully hugged the two of them and got out of the car. She turned her face and told Zhang Jingbei to eat up all the breakfast. into the classroom.

In class, Zhang Jingbei felt a little sleepy after the excitement, and yawned several times while clutching her chin. Fortunately, she still remembered that this was in class, but she was obedient and did not make small movements as frequently as before, so she was always careful. The homeroom teacher, who was wary of Zhang Jingbei's demons in the middle, was relieved.

The lunch box in the drawer was put there when it was taken out, and it has not been touched since then. Li Boyang was thinking about Zhang’s mother’s instructions just now, and Zhang Jingbei urged Zhang Jingbei several times after class to no avail. up.

Zhang Jingbei has a bad spleen and stomach, and has a small appetite. When eating, he is forced to force him, and he doesn't even want to move his mouth after a few more mouthfuls.

There was a 15-minute break in the middle of the second class. Li Boyang held the still warm lunch box and stared at Zhang Jingbei. He opened his mouth and said, "Eat."

The little boy curled his mouth and turned his head, "I'm not hungry."

"You promised Aunt Lin Wei that you would eat all of it." Li Boyang opened the lunch box and stuffed one into his mouth. Seeing someone frowning and about to throw up, he raised his thick eyebrows, "How dare you?"

The little boy trembled in fright, stared blankly at him with the bun in his mouth, and finally wriggled his lower lip for a long time and took a bite of the bun slowly.Oh my god, it's so cool and frantic--it's so possessive, I almost thought it was the guy from the previous life who could freeze to death at a glance, and he came back, he was so scared to pee, right?

Touching his swollen stomach, Zhang Xiaobei stuffed the half-bitten egg yolk into his mouth with tears in his eyes. The child with obsessive-compulsive disorder at the same table couldn't afford it!

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Girls who are diving, take a bubble, hey, show off your big white teeth, and be happy every day~haha