He Siwu has given up on his mother's unloving behavior.

When He Yiting came back, he saw his son sitting on a wooden chair in front of the small bamboo house, boredly pulling the grass.

"Dad, are you back?"

He Yiting put down his things, held his son, and had some good things to play with.

When Sun Simiao heard the movement, she came out to watch the father and son make trouble.

To be honest, sometimes she thinks that this kind of quiet time feels good.

"I brought back a lot of things this time. The economy has been getting better and better recently, and a lot of material resources have become richer."

He Yiting put down his son and opened the two big bags he brought over.

Sun Simiao checked and nodded.

"When these supplies are used up, come out!"

Sun Simiao said carelessly.

She never intended not to let her son contact the outside world, and this year she was just afraid that her son's unconsciousness would cause trouble.

He Yiting blinked at his son.

He Siwu was so happy that he could finally go out.

Although he is only one year old, he speaks in three months and can speak normally in six months. Now he can communicate without barriers.

He Siwu is definitely not as casual as his name, but a super child prodigy.

In Sun Simiao's words, father is a genius and mother is a genius. If the child is not, just find a piece of tofu to kill him.

If He Siwu hadn't been very sure that his father had given birth to his mother, he would have doubted whether he had picked it up by his father when he went out, otherwise why would his mother be so fierce to him?

Because he knew the time to go out, He Siwu cherished his life in the forest very much and said goodbye to all the little animals he played with.

There was even a small animal that was really reluctant to let go and was very spiritual, and He Siwu had put it in the space.

"He Siwu, if you dare to bring these animals, then you can live here by yourself!"

After Sun Simiao discovered that there were animals in the space, she was so angry that she couldn't get angry!

If He Siwu took the little animals out, it would be easily noticed.

It is impossible to keep from letting those animals out, as once they are released, it will cause trouble.

Sun Simiao would never let this happen.

"The living things in your space are all reserved supplies on our dining table!"

He Siwu looked at He Yiting for help, but unfortunately He Yiting supported him unconditionally in front of his wife.

"Son, listen to your mother (big)!"

This is always the case.

He Siwu really wanted to go out and see if the people outside bully their children like their mothers and fathers.

There was no way, and He Siwu finally let go of the little animals. Although the little animals were reluctant to express his feelings to Siwu.

This year in the forest, Sun Simiao figured out a lot.

In addition, He Yiting had been careful to relieve her, but finally stopped getting angry and accepted her son's affairs.

"Mom, can I still get into space after I go out?"

Sun Simiao looked at He Yiting.

He Yiting squatted down and looked at his son's eyes:

"Son, you have to know that there are many people outside, and everyone has their own ideas. If you suddenly enter the space, you will be targeted by someone, and then your parents will be in trouble. So if you want to enter the space, it is best to get the consent of your parents. Do you understand?"

He Siwu nodded.

He just asked.

"In short, if you want to enter the space, you must find a place where there is no one. If you are not prepared to be seen by anyone except your parents, no one can do it!"

Sun Simiao added.

He Siwu nodded very well.

He was also afraid that his parents would be angry and would not take him out.

After leaving the forest, looking at the buildings and crowds that appeared in the field of vision, He Siwu's eyes were not enough.

The first stop was to take He Yiting to visit his grandparents.

Fortunately, He Haoxuan and his wife were not far from Sunjia Village, so they went to take a look together.

I also took the time to see my ancestors and my aunt. They hadn't seen He Siwu yet.

Since entering the place where human life is, He Siwu will not talk about it, but will keep reading.

He is very smart and knows that what he actually needs to do is not ask, but listen and watch.

Sun Simiao and He Yiting were not surprised either. As long as He Siwu liked it, he would do whatever he wanted.

"Mom, I want to eat cookies!"

When He Siwu saw a child holding biscuits on the train, he wanted to eat it very much.

Sun Simiao's face froze and forgot to prepare for the child.

He Yiting hurriedly pulled out a small bag of biscuits from his bag and handed them to his son.

"Eat!"

He Siwu took it well and ate it, looking like a biscuit.

In fact, it was the Qingdao biscuits that He Yiting bought at the train station, which was also the most rare cookie for children at this time.

The aroma and sweetness of milk conquers He Siwu.

He squinted his eyes and ate one piece after another.

Sun Simiao felt a little sad.

This year, I was really a bit harsh on my children.

"Dad, can I still eat biscuits in the future?"

Even the people sitting opposite their family of three felt sad.

How pitiful this child is.

So cute.

The key is that the little one is so lovable.

"I said big girl, where are you going?"

A middle-aged couple opposite him, and the woman asked curiously.

Sun Simiao talked about the place, and the woman opposite looked excited:

"That's a coincidence. We also went to Cang County!"

What's the thing?

Is this a coincidence?

There are only a few stations on this line, and there is a high chance of encountering it.

"That's indeed a coincidence!"

Sun Simiao responded with a smile.

"Big girl, how old is your child? It looks so cute!"

Praising children is a way to talk to any mother with her child and keep changing. The key is that although it is old-fashioned, it works.

"A little over one year old!"

Sun Simiao smiled.

It looks so easy to talk to.

"Really? Are all one-year-olds so smart?"

This woman's voice is a bit loud and has attracted a lot of attention.

He Siwu was a little scared, and so many people were staring at him.

"It is rare that you can speak so clearly after one year old! Your child is smart!"

Sun Simiao really wants to ask, how many words did you hear? Just say that the child is smart?

There is no sincerity to catch up with a conversation.

"Thanks!"

If you praise your children, just continue, what else can you do?
To be continued...