Chapter 5 Yaoshi Wudian (additional update for Golden Cute @ number one toner)

"Jijizi, let you go up and educate Meng Xinzhi, which country did you educate?"

A sound came from the stairs on the fifth floor to the rooftop.

This sound is very nice, especially when it is called [Jijizi].

When you arrive at [Dream Heart], you become emotionally unresponsive.

Dad calls her Axin, and mom calls her full name.

A title, closeness and alienation appear immediately.

Meng Xinzhi has conditioned reflexes to this sound.

She hurriedly let go of her father's hand.

Let's stand attentively.

It was just a matter of just giving a military salute, waiting for the review of the highest commander in the family.

There was no longer the relaxed attitude of being with dad.

Meng Xinzhi was very afraid of his own mother.

From the depths of the soul.

If others think you are sick, you can go home to find your mother.

My mother thinks you are sick, what else can you do?

Sing aloud: [I want me to find my dad]?

If it is any other situation, this trick will definitely work.

When you meet your mother Menglan, you will be temporarily sexually disabled when you come to the scene.

In the original words of my father, this is called [openly repairing the plank road and secretly traveling to Chen Cang].

"Lan Lanzi, education is not something that can be achieved overnight, especially a stubborn person like Ah Xin, who must have to educate him well. It's so big that if you don't have education, you will go astray."

Zong Ji was completely on the side of his wife.

No moral integrity, two sides and three swords.

Meng Xinzhi has long been accustomed to such a father.

The world is big, and the wife is the biggest.

It's so good, my wife is the best.

——Why does this sentence look so familiar?

When it comes to my mother Menglan, Meng Xinzhi sang the best song "I have to find my dad wherever I go".

Her good father will only "delay gratification" on her mother after she leaves.

Protest on the mouth is of course essential.

From the bottom of my heart, Meng Xinzhi doesn't mind.

In fact, since she was a child, she has been very keen on eating dog food from her parents.

Most of the time she can grow up so healthy and happy, she is supported by dog ​​food.

In Meng Xinzhi's cognition.

Parents can give their children the best inheritance.

Never helps arrange everything.

It’s not like saying “We are all for your own good” at any time.

Instead, teach children by example.

See how mom and dad do it.

Meeting how parents fall in love.

Learn how parents work hard to achieve their goals.

Such parents will not spend all their energy on children.

Compared to parents who always say "Do you know what your parents have given up for you", parents who teach by words will give up more room for their children to grow.

Mengxin is uncertain whether Menglan is a good mother.

After all, this woman gave birth to her at the age of eighteen and kept her from having a father until she was six years old.

The memories before the age of six were already very blurred in Meng Xinzhi's mind.

She only remembered hazyly that her mother seemed to be a very mature person who could solve all problems.

It can install light bulbs on the top and repair sewers on the bottom.

My mother's life was restarted this year when she was twenty-four years old.

After having a father, my mother became the youngest childish ghost in the family.

My mother's childishness is keeping pace with the times.

The more people she has in her family, the more childish she is.

Before she became pregnant with her clan intention, she was just as naive as her eldest daughter Mengxin.

When Zong Yi was three years old, his mother made another qualitative leap.

Childishness - not as good as three years old.

This also leads to Meng Xinzhi's growth experience being different from that of most people.

Because she is often educated by her father: [Axin, you have to give in to your mother].

Yes, it is the tone of other people's parents who ask their elder brothers and sisters to give in to their younger brothers and sisters.

Just add a sentence later: [Your mother is still young].

At the beginning of memory, Xiao Mengxinzhi didn't want to let go.

But she just had a father.

As a complete daddy fan.

Since it was what my father said, she reluctantly agreed.

Once you give it, you'll give it to this point.

Meng Xinzhi has always believed that it was because she had the fate of father and daughter with Zong Ji that she would have the story of Ji Jizi and Lan Lanzi.

As a matchmaker, Meng Xinzhi only has pride in his heart.

So she didn't mind eating her own dog food at all.

It's just a pain for Xiao Ayi.

Menglan did not allow Zong Ji to have a small cotton jacket, not one, let alone two.

She was unwilling to share her husband with other women, and even if the two "women" were born by her, she would still have no discussions.

Very domineering.

Even when Zong Yi was only five or six years old, Meng Lan would speak some shocking language when she was anxious.

For example, [If you have the ability to find your own husband, why are you pestering my husband for?]

The nerves of Zongyi are not as stubborn as Dream Heart, and they are not able to accept "delayed gratification".

She couldn't accept her little self, so why did she give in to someone who was so big as her mother?

In this way, Xiao Ayi often felt so wronged that he cried.

Every now and then I ran to Mengxinzhi to find comfort: "Sister, sister, I have a problem."

“What’s the problem?”

"Did our mother have a disease that will never grow up?"

Zong Yi blinked his eyes in a flash, as if he was filled with tears, and as if he was filled with stars in the sky.

Meng Xinzhi hugged the little Zong Yi, hooked her nose, and responded gently: "Yes, the root of that disease is love."

Zong Yi seems to understand it, "My sister, can that be cured by the disease called love?"

Meng Xinzhi touched Zong Yi's head: "No, my sister, the disease our mother has had is no longer a doctor for our father."

"Ah? Then Ayi is too miserable."

The little girl held back tears and shedded her nose pitifully, lay on Meng Xinzhi's shoulder and sobbed, "I can't grow up, my mother hasn't grown up yet, right?"

Meng Xinzhi didn't mind Zong Yi using her shoulders as tissues, and reached out to touch the back of her head, comforting her: "Ayi doesn't cry, this is not a bad thing. Only good love can make people continue to be childish."

Meng Xinzhi didn’t know where so many great principles came from.

Maybe it was because she had to give in to her mother since she was a child.
To be continued...