"Can he take me there?"

"It's certainly true. Although he is a bit fierce, he is not gentle, and he is messy in his work. He can't even wear clothes, but... he is also a good person."

Huo Qinqi just wanted to be a kind father and make up for the lack of fatherly love for so many years, but he never expected that he would eat and play all day, and his son's evaluation was just...

Good man!

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The next day was the weekend. Jiang Xiaowai originally wanted to go find a little accident, but was stopped by Tang Wan.

"Your aunt just came back, and their family should get together well. Don't always disturb her." Tang Wan looked at her son angry, and seemed unhappy, "Or what if I take you to the godmother's house and play with her younger brother and sister?"

What my godmother said was naturally Ruan Mengxi.

"I won't go." Although these children grew up together and had a good time, Jiang Xiaowai was always with a little accident and had a different relationship.

"Why don't you go? My godmother said she missed you a few days ago."

"I don't like playing with Juanjuan."

Tang Wan was so amused and crying: "What kind of scroll?"

"Just curly." Jiang Xiaowai still gestured on his hair twice.

Tang Wan was silent...

Speaking of the little man in the Qi family, it is also quite funny.

Ruan Mengxi has always been worried that he will become Qi Zeyan's version 2.0 and will give him a small oily head all day long.

The result is good.

This child is born with natural curly hair.

And it curled very irregularly.

Qi Zeyan took his child to an event one time, hoping to create a small greasy head for his son, which is the same as the father and son, and he is also very loving.

As a result, he underestimated the curly degree of his hair. He had just finished a small greasy head and a tuft of small curly hair was raised on the top of his head.

Later he tried several times and used many different hair waxes. In the words of Ruan Mengxi, fortunately, my son had a lot of hair, otherwise he would have been tossed away sooner or later.

However, the effects are not obvious, and Qi Zeyan decisively gave up the idea of ​​creating a 2.0 version of the small oil head.

Who would have thought that a small oily head would produce a small curly hair.

He inherited his father, who was born to be likable, and his small curly hair was even more popular, with a rather mixed-race smell. Everyone wanted to touch it when they saw it.

Although Jiang Chengsi doesn't like his child's father, he likes this little curly.

He also took good care of his daughter. When he saw him, he was in front of and behind his uncle, and praised him for his good car, good driving skills and handsome appearance. Jiang Chengsi thought that this child was much more pleasing than his father.

Qi Zeyan became depressed. No one in their family had curly hair, and there seemed to be no relative in the Ruan family who had curly hair naturally.

Even my daughter has straight hair, so why did she give birth to a naturally curly son?

Just when he was depressed, Mr. Qi finally spoke:

"Your grandma is a natural roll."

In Qi Zeyan's impression, as well as the photos at home, the deceased old lady Qi did have curly hair, but he thought it was her grandmother who deliberately curled it, but who knew she was born.

It was even passed on to his son three generations.

...

So when Tang Wan heard her son calling Xiao Curly, she was amused and laughed, "You can't call me brother like that, do you know?"

Why did it turn into a roll?

Jiang Xiaowai pursed his lips, "I understand."

"You can't give your younger brother and sister nicknames. Even if you are outsiders, the kindergarten children can't do it. This is very disrespectful." Tang Wan educated her son, "Have you listened carefully to me?"

"I'm listening, don't give others nicknames." Jiang Xiaowai seemed a little absent-minded. He originally played with his uncle on the weekend.

Tang Wan rubbed his hair: "If you don't want to go to your godmother's house and your dad has a social engagement today, then you can go to the studio with me."

"Okay!" When Jiang Xiaowai heard that he was going to Tang Wan's studio, he immediately became interested and happily returned to the room and packed his small schoolbag.

When I went to Tang Wan's studio, although there were no children of the same age to play with him, the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters were very nice to him, and all kinds of fun were piled up in front of him, so he was naturally happy.

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Qi Qi: My son is not like me, so he is desperate.

Jiang Xiaosi: Fortunately, I am not like you, so I am so likable.

Qi Qi:(ノ｀Д)ノ

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Chapter completed!