Before he could seriously express his thoughts on understanding the national affairs, Yan Zhuo suddenly realized and quickly adjusted the station with the remote control. Kou Qiu was a little happy, thinking that the other party understood his thoughts, but he looked at it carefully, oh hehe.

Ultraman.

Yan Zhuo sat down beside him and touched his head, "Nannan is tired of seeing that, aren't that? Then let's take a look at this with me."

Kou Qiu: "..."

No, is this not much better?

But he looked at the child beside him with a serious and focused look on his face. Thinking about the other party just used pocket money to buy ice cream for himself, he couldn't say this anymore, so he had to sit next to him in a grievance and watched the entire three episodes of Ultraman.

After reading it, he only expressed his feelings to the system: [Since you can fight away, why don’t you go up and use this move to fight the enemy away?]

The system said: [It is probably to preserve a little mystery.]

Kou Qiu didn't understand at all. He could clearly use his ultimate move, but he had to wait until the end, which was a waste of his time.

But Yan Zhuo was enjoying himself and wanted to explain to him: "This is Tiga, there are also Seven, Terro, Leo..."

Kou Qiu looked at all these, but he didn't see any difference.

Only the system said carefully: [He...did they distinguish each other by the size of that kind?]

Forgive its impurity, this tights can't see anything else except that place.

Four-year-old Kou Qiu felt a lot of sadness, Ultraman and the antenna baby were just one of them. What made him sad the most was that no matter how he persisted, Yu's mother always felt that he could not take a bath by herself.

"I can!" He tried hard to hold on to his little pants that were about to leave him, trying to argue, "I can!"

His face turned red, and he didn't know how to stop Yu's mother from approaching. After holding it for a long time, he put it in a soft sentence: "Male, men and women will not kiss you!"

Then he was knocked on his head by Yu's mother.

"Why don't you kiss me?" Yu's mother sneered, "I am your mother-Nannan is only four years old, why did she learn these things?"

She watched her youngest son stand in the yard with her underwear in panic, her upper body was as bright as a fish with water. Her eyes were wide and round, and her elbows were like lotus root nodes. She seemed to have met a big girl who had met a puzi. She couldn't help but feel funny and let go.

Kou Qiuru received a general amnesty and hurriedly put on his clothes again.

He thought he had escaped, but he didn't expect that Yu's mother didn't believe that he could take a bath. Although he didn't get started, he quickly went to the next door to call for help. After a while, Yan Zhuo's little face poked over from the gate of the yard and shouted: "Nannan."

Kou Qiu shivered and pulled his clothes tighter.

"Boy Yan is not a woman, right?" Yu's mother hugged her arms and said Liang Liang, "Let me wash you, okay?"

Kou Qiu said quickly: "No!"

Yu's mother said, "Then I'll wash it for you?"

“…”

Kou Qiu's eyes looked between the two of them, and finally put down his hand in his fate, turned to Yan Zhuo, pouting his mouth, and wanted to cry a little.

Yan Zhuo poured a scoop of water out of the bucket and said to Yu's mother: "Auntie, go in, I'm here."

Yu's mother didn't understand that her son was about to be seen again - Guang's sadness, and she smiled at Yan Zhuo and said, "Brother Yan, come in and eat a melon later before leaving, ah."

Yan Zhuo responded crisply, "Okay."

After Yu's mother closed the door, he turned his head, looked at Kou Qiu, and reached out to test the water temperature.

"Nannan, come here."

Kou Qiu passed by slowly, and Yan Zhuo didn't urge him. He tried hard to lift the heavy ladle and poured it onto him. He was only six years old. He helped Kou Qiu take a shower, and most of his body was splashed. In the end, he had to roll up his shorts legs, scoop out the remaining water in the bucket, and rush over Kou Qiu's now chubby feet.

After rushing, he reached out and pulled his younger brother who was two years younger than him.

"Go away," he said, "going in and eating watermelon."

The TV was on, and the host inside laughed loudly. Kou Qiu took the delicate watermelon, and chewed his little white teeth seriously, spitting out the black watermelon seeds. The electric fan was turned on, and the wind was quite strong, and the remaining little heat was completely blown away. After Kou Qiu finished gnawing one piece and turned his head, he realized that there was a piece of watermelon seeds in front of him.

Yu's mother also saw it and said in surprise: "Whose is this?"

Yan Zhuo was still holding a small toothpick in his hand, and he didn't raise his head: "I gave it to Nannan."

Yu's mother sighed a few times, looking at Yan Zhuo's calm appearance, as if she was looking at a gold brick.

"It's great," she touched Yan Zhuo's head and sighed, "It hurts so much. If our Nannan is not a boy, let her marry you. In this way, Chunlian and I can still be in-laws."

Yan Zhuo wiped his hand on the paper, raised his head, a little confused.

"Auntie, can't Nannan marry me if she is a boy?"

“…”

Yu's mother was stunned for a moment. When she realized her reaction, she couldn't help but laugh so hard that she fell back and forth.

What are you laughing at? Yan Zhuo didn't laugh at her at all, looking straight at her with a serious expression. Yu's mother touched the head of six-year-old Xiao Douding again and coaxed him, "You can marry, you can marry..."

She turned her head to look at Kou Qiu again, and smiled in a tone, "Nannan, would it be good to marry Boy Yan?"

Old Cadre Kou had no expression on his face and just wanted to hehe her.

OK? Not good.

Even at the age of four, my heart has already belonged to you. I will know my lover for several lifetimes, thank you.

The Yu Yan family has a good relationship, and their neighbors are all right. Over the past few years, they really want to be a relative. Unfortunately, Yu Jian, who was picked up, originally thought it was a girl, but later she found out that it was a boy, and she couldn't help but feel regretful. Fortunately, Yu Jian was still young at this time and was four years old and didn't know anything. In order to satisfy this thought, Yu's mother secretly bought many small skirts and tried to coax Kou Qiu to wear them.

"Nannan looks at this," she shook a small skirt embroidered with sunflowers in her hand, and tied a beautiful bow on the ribbon on her head, "Is it good to look good? Will mom wear it for you?"

Her youngest son looked up at her coldly, then moved his gaze back, and looked at the TV intently.

"I don't wear it," he said, "that's a girl."

"Nonsense!" Yu's mother coaxed him, "This kind of boy can also wear it. You have pants underneath, and you don't wear anything. Mom has bought it all, so I'll try it on, okay?"

not good!

Not good at all!!

I am a dignified socialist successor, why should I dress up as a woman as you wish?

Yu's mother shouted again: "Nannan..."

Kou Qiu turned his head to look at her, he hesitating a little. He thought about it, but he stood up and moved towards Yu's mother without saying a word.

Yu's mother was so happy that she carried him over.

"My daughter is so good!"

She hugged the youngest son's head and kissed her several times on the pink and tender face. The youngest son didn't say a word and let her kiss her. She just looked at her smiling face and quietly moved her head toward her place, slowly leaning against her arms.

He said to the system in his heart, [Azai, look, I have a mother too.]

The system's nose suddenly calculated and said: [Bad...]

【So it was this feeling,】Kou Qiu leaned tighter again, his voice was muffled, and he took a light breath,【So it was this smell.】

This is the first time in so many worlds that he has a mother. His mother gives him a good feeling. He will help him organize his clothes with a smile, remember his preferences to cook for him, and buy him all kinds of small things. Even the Nannan who calls him when he sees him seems different from others. He leans in such a person's arms, like he is still soaked in the amniotic fluid in his mother's belly, warm and moist, and indescribable peace of mind.

If it is for such a hug, if it is for such love.

——He can.

He buried his head in Yu's mother's arms and pursed his lips tightly. Yu's mother pulled him up, but she didn't feel the youngest son's abnormal emotions. She just took the skirt over and helped him put it on.

There is also a small hat with two thighs of orange-red curly hair hanging down from both sides of the hat. The tiny brim of the hat just completely covers Kou Qiu's hair. With the black and shiny leather shoes and white socks, it looks like a shy little girl with an apple-faced face, very delicate.

Yu's mother was straight, not only wanted to see it by herself, but also called Yan's mother next door, "Does she look like it?"

The mother Yan smiled so hard that she couldn't stop and she brought Kou Qiu over novelly, touching her head back and forth, "Oh, it's so painful. Look at this face and look at this eyes!"

The eyes were particularly beautiful, round and large, with black and white, like two transparent glass beads, very clean. The mother of Yan looked at it and felt that the eyes could not even reflect the dust. She couldn't help but hug him tighter and touched his face.

"Auntie wants to recognize you as your goddaughter," she smiled, "Is that okay?"

"What kind of dear daughter?" Yu's mother pursed her lips, "Seeing that Yan Zhuo loved him like that, I'll take her back as a wife, I won't accept your dowry."

"real?"

Yan's mother said, "Then I'll call my son to come over and kowtow to his mother-in-law. Don't refuse to admit it later."

She really called Yan Zhuo over. Yan Zhuo was about to be in the first grade. She was reading a book next door, but when she was called, she immediately came over and looked at the two adults, "Auntie, mom?"

Then his gaze slid down and he saw Kou Qiu, who looked desperate, paused.

He seemed a little afraid to confirm. He looked closer and looked for a while, touched his eyelashes again, and then shouted: "Nannan..."

"Are you pretty?" Yan's mother joked, "When you grow up, you will be your wife."

Yan Zhuo nodded seriously, "Okay."

Nannan is very good. She is good-looking, obedient, clean, and she holds her clothes with her white hands. She is so obedient that she just wants to leave two marks on her round face to see if she can get rid of milk. Yan Zhuo thinks that her wife is so good.

Yan's mother teased him, "Then how will you treat your wife in the future?"

Yan Zhuo replied like a little adult: "I will give him all the delicious food, buy him clothes, and buy a house."

Yan's mother said: "How big is it to buy?"

Yan Zhuo thought about it, felt a little distressed, and turned his head uncertainly and asked, "How big is the Forbidden City?"

The larger the Forbidden City, the bigger the house you give to Nannan.
To be continued...