Chapter 1106 five years... (seven)
After a while, realizing that his father was sleeping next to him, the little guy turned his head to look at Lu Zhaoting again without saying a word. Seeing Lu Zhaoting, the little guy also gave a very friendly smile, and then put his hand on the Mouth stuffed...
"Is it dirty? Can't be like this...Take it out..."
Lu Zhaoting slightly crossed his body and took out her hand.
Lu Jingjing is very well-behaved. She was held in her father's arms, so docile. She hugged Lu Zhaoting's neck with one hand, rubbed Lu Zhaoting's face, and said in a sticky voice, "Puba...scent...does it..."
Lu Zhaoting looked at Jun's face with a smile, and his black eyes were filled with something called tenderness. He stretched out his hand to pinch her cute little face, and said with a smile, "I will follow your mother for any bad things." Yes, uh..."
Yu Xingtu is often like this. She likes to kiss her children generously. She has said it several times, but people say that this is a normal mother-child mother-daughter communication. If they don’t kiss them, they won’t feel that she loves them...
Lu Zhaoting really wanted to feel it, but it was only for the baby at home.
Even if Lu Zhaoting is not happy, it's useless, he is still his son and daughter.
Five years have passed, and Lu Zhaoting is now in his thirties, and looks like he's going to be forty!
However, as he grew older, Lu Zhaoting did not gain weight like many people in middle age, nor did he become a greasy uncle. Instead, he always maintained a very good body shape, and his whole person was always cold and dusty. What changed was his temperament, which became more mature and stable, deep and low-key, but also more peaceful——
With the birth of his son and daughter, Lu Zhaoting seems to be full of smoke and dust, and he is more real, and he is very patient with the children. No matter in study or life, his son Lu Jingchuan has been trained very well by him. My daughter is also very obedient now, easy to take...
"Love... Mama... Love Baba..."
Xiao Jingjing is stretching out her hands to touch Lu Zhaoting's handsome face...
"Daddy loves Jingjing too, go to sleep, sleepy..."
Lu Zhaoting coaxed her, while stroking her head and patting her, which would make her sleep more comfortably.
The little guy smiled, then covered his eyes with both hands, and stopped talking...
However, in the end, he still turned around and looked around. After a while, Lu Zhaoting didn't hear the sound, so he raised his body slightly to look at her, took the little girl, and was still watching with his eyes open. She, she turned around immediately, looked at Lu Zhaoting, and smiled very friendly...
Does this look like going to sleep?
Lu Zhaoting had no choice but to hold her in his arms and coax her carefully, "Go to bed early, it's already late, little guy..."
It took Lu Zhaoting some time to put his daughter to sleep. After more than ten minutes, the daughter in his arms was considered to have fallen asleep. When she slept more soundly, Lu Zhaoting carefully got out of bed.
In the past, the confinement wife's room was next door. For the convenience of taking care of her, they had shifts. They were very professional and took care of them very diligently, which made Lu Zhaoting and Yu Xingtu feel at ease.
Lu Zhaoting returned to the master bedroom, and the bedroom was still very quiet. At first glance, it was obvious that Yu Xingtu hadn't come back yet. After thinking about it, he had no choice but to go out and walk towards his son's room...
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And, at this time, in Lu Jingchuan's bedroom.
Lu Jingchuan was leaning against the head of the bed, holding an open picture book in his hand, and beside the bed was his mother Yu Xingtu who was sleeping with her eyes closed.
He is only four years old, and he can recognize many characters in the picture book, but he still can't understand a few characters.
This is when I went to the supermarket at night. I bought a new picture book. It’s the kind that tells stories by looking at pictures. There are also words underneath. The little guy’s knowledge of words is actually read by Lu Zhaoting. He usually asks the adults, and gradually just accumulated.
Lu Zhaoting does not ask the child to be enlightened prematurely, but to let him learn what he wants to learn. He just pays attention to guiding him when he sees him being interested. Can achieve the role of guidance.
"So, it rained again that night, and the bird got wet. It thought, it must build one tomorrow...Mom, I don't know how to pronounce this word...Mom..."
Lu Jingchuan was about to turn his head to ask Yu Xingtu, only to find that the mother next to him was already sound asleep...
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Lu Jingchuan looked at the picture book again, and could only put it away temporarily, thinking to himself, I will ask my father tomorrow...
So, at this moment, Lu Jingchuan put the drawing book on the bedside table beside him, and then dimmed the light in the room by pressing the remote control, while helping Yu Xingtu pull up the quilt, worried that she would catch a cold from the air conditioner …
After finishing these, Lu Jingchuan lay down and slowly closed his eyes...
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However, Lu Jingchuan felt that he hadn't counted a few sheep. It seemed that when he had only counted one hundred and thirty sheep, there was a sound at the door.
Soon, the door was opened, and footsteps came in.
The little guy opened his eyes immediately, and sure enough, his father was walking in cautiously.
"dad…"
The little guy called out.
"Woke you up? Or are you still asleep?"
Lu Zhaoting naturally had the gentleness of a loving father on his face. He glanced at the woman who was sleeping soundly beside him, and sat down beside his son's bed, reaching out and stroking his son's head...
"I just fell asleep... Mom fell asleep... She always goes to bed before me every time, not coaxing me to sleep..."
Lu Jingchuan frowned and looked at his mother, and then looked at his father helplessly.
Lu Zhaoting couldn't help laughing, pulled the quilt for Lu Jingchuan, and said softly, "Mom is too tired from work, how was school today? What did you gain?"
"The teacher taught us how to fold origami cranes, and then learned three idioms: sit back and relax, fly far away, and have a high vision... But I can't write yet, there are so many strokes, it's a bit difficult to write..."
"Well, it's good. It's good to be able to recognize it first. Do you know what these three words mean?"
The little guy thought for a while, then shook his head, "I know a little bit, go away..."
"Well, okay, get up early tomorrow, come to the study, Dad will explain to you, and take you to write..."
Lu Zhaoting said very gently.
PS: Second update, see you tomorrow!
(end of this chapter)