Leilei immediately dragged a small stool, and this time he sat down for his mother who was standing next to him and holding her eyebrows.

Of course, Ning Yunxi's heart was moved. He lowered his head and hugged his son with his hands, kissed his son hard in the face, and then moved a small stool for his son. The family of three sat on the balcony to repair bicycles.

Meng Chenhao held the hammer and carefully hammered the curved wheel support.

"dad."

"Oh." Meng Chenhao responded to his son while working.

Leilei reached out his little hand and wanted to help his father beat it. That hammer was a very interesting thing in the eyes of the three-year-old child.

With a wife watching from the side, Meng Chenhao pulled his son's small stool closer to him and tried to get the hammer for his son.

The hammer head was a little heavy, and Leilei's little hand could hardly grasp it, but he tried hard to hold it, and he was a little man who couldn't admit defeat.

"A man is small and ambitious." Meng Chenhao said that his son, who wanted to try everything.

Leilei dumb his cheeks and looks at his father with small eyes: One day I grow up, I am as strong as my father.

To say that, Meng Chenhao, a father-in-law, was as said by outsiders, and was cultivated by his wife as a teacher, and helped her son with a hammer head.

Ning Yunxi looked at the father and son with his hands on his chin, never tired of watching.

After changing his wife's bicycle to a new tire, Meng Chenhao took off his work-related labor protection gloves. Leilei lowered his little head and began to fiddle with his father's car repair tools, preparing to help his father put all the tools into the toolbox.

When Meng Chenhao saw it, he had to say to his son: "Aren't you afraid that your hands are dirty?"

Leilei shook his head: I'm not afraid~

"I'll ask you if you remember to wash your hands?" Meng Chenhao was always thinking about whether to have roundworms in his son's stomach.

Leilei said: "Teacher Zhu said that children should wash their hands."

It’s different when you enter kindergarten. You can talk to your parents with what the teacher says.

"Your teacher said you want to wash your hands, don't you dare to wash your hands quickly?"

After his father said this, Leilei stood up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Ning Yunxi followed his son. His son was too young and it was difficult to wash his hands at the bathroom himself.

After washing his hands, Leilei sat on the big bed with his mother to read a storybook. From time to time, the sound of his father debugging his mother's bicycle came from the balcony. The sound of the bicycle tires rolling, like a crisp wind chime, which attracted Leilei's little head's attention.

"Mom." Leilei raised his little head and said to his mother, "Young aunt said, "Tell me, my mother's bicycle."

"Your aunt said you have taken your mother's bicycle, right?" Ning Yunxi replied to her son with a smile, "Okay, when your father repairs the bicycle, mom will take you for a ride one day."

Leilei was happy when he heard this, and put his little hands on his mother and said that he wanted it.

The problem is that my son is too young. At that time, the little girl was six years old when she was riding on her bicycle. If her son wanted to ride her bicycle, she needed to install a bicycle seat for her. Meng Chenhao heard the request of the mother and son and promised them to find a bicycle seat for them the next day to install it.

Late at night, Ning Yunxi coaxed his son to sleep.

Meng Chenhao walked out after repairing his bicycle. Two old men, Grandpa Meng, had long wanted to ask what was going on, and caught him and asked, "Is Yunxi's bicycle smashed?"
Chapter completed!