Domineering CEO Is My Son

There were still quite a few noodles left in the clay pot. Mr. Kang took a heat-resistant glove, held the pot, and poured all the noodles into his bowl.

Xia Ling had already finished eating when he came out.

She put her bowl back in the kitchen and said, "Do you always get up so early for breakfast?"

Mr. Kang ate two mouthfuls of noodles and nodded cautiously.

Xia Ling continued, "How about this, you wash the dishes and the pot today, and I'll wash them tomorrow, how about that?"

Mr. Kang let out an "oh".

Actually, he looked at the empty clay pot and Xia Ling's bowl.

So according to social etiquette, he had to wash the dishes and the pot himself?

Mr. Kang really didn't know. He used to leave the pots, bowls, and chopsticks there after he finished eating in the morning.

But Mr. Kang didn't show at all that he used to do this. He didn't want to be looked down upon.

So the beautiful lady went out, and Mr. Kang followed her out and said, "Then you must wash it tomorrow, no cheating."

"Don't worry." Mr. Kang quickly finished the noodles in his bowl and waited for the rest of the family to get up.

Children can't get up in the morning, let alone children who stay up late.

Originally, Xia Sheng was the one who woke up her son every morning, but this morning, Kangkang was particularly active.

"You go wash up, I'll go wake him up."

Xia Sheng nodded sleepily. She had been particularly sleepy these two days and felt like she hadn't slept enough.

Yesterday, she went to wake up her son, but he didn't get up, so she lay there and fell asleep for a while.

"Okay, you go, I'm going to brush my teeth." Xia Sheng saw that Kangkang and her sister were so energetic, and was very puzzled: "How do you guys manage to get up at five or six o'clock?"

In the children's room, Little Parrot was sleeping soundly in his quilt.

Mr. Kang tiptoed over. The child's face was chubby, and his eyelashes were long when he closed his eyes.

He looked just like an ordinary child.

However, it was this ordinary child who not only refused to watch cartoons with him but also got up in the middle of the night to watch them without him!

Mr. Kang stretched out his hand, picked him up, and shouted, "Earthquake! Earthquake!"

Little Parrot was sleeping when he was suddenly woken up.

An earthquake?

Little Parrot hugged his brother's head with his little hands and said, "Squat down."

Mr. Kang was stunned for a moment.

"Hurry up and squat down, we've had earthquake drills." Kindergartens all have these escape drills.

When their class had an earthquake drill, no one cried, but the next class cried a lot.

Of course, it's not their fault, because they are still in the baby class and are still young.

Mr. Kang was just trying to scare Little Parrot, but he didn't expect the child to be so smart and actually remember the earthquake drill from kindergarten.

This was awkward.

As Mr. Kang squatted down, Little Parrot landed on the ground. There was no earthquake.

Mr. Kang thought Little Parrot would say something, but he didn't say anything and went out to brush his teeth.

If it were before, he would definitely talk about lying again.

Mr. Kang followed him out.

In the bathroom, Little Parrot stood on his tiptoes to reach for his toothbrush and cup.

Mr. Kang immediately took it and handed it to him.

Little Parrot took it, squeezed out some toothpaste, and started brushing his teeth.

Mr. Kang stood by and said, "I just wanted to wake you up, I didn't mean to lie."

Little Parrot brushed his teeth very carefully, brushing the upper teeth, brushing the lower teeth, brushing the left side, brushing the right side.

Mr. Kang: "Are you angry?"

Little Parrot shook his head, his mouth full of foam.

"You two little friends haven't made up yet?" Xia Ling poked her head in, clearly amused.

Mr. Kang was laughed at and immediately became angry. He pushed her out and said, "Get out! Get out! You are not allowed to laugh!"

Seeing him like this, Xia Ling suddenly became mischievous. She stood there, and he couldn't push her at all: "I want to watch, I want to watch!"

So, Little Parrot brushed his teeth, and the two older ones started pushing and shoving.

On the other side, the person who was watching her husband make breakfast couldn't help but glance over here, feeling a little overwhelmed: "Didn't you just say that they were getting along well? They're about to fight."

Yue Qin glanced over: "Normal, when I was young, my brother and I would fight twice a day, and our parents would wonder if something was wrong."

"This is how my parents described it, raising two children is like raising two cats, one second they are licking each other's fur, looking so affectionate, the next second they are fighting, this is normal, it belongs to the normal cat communication, no need to interfere, they will find a way to come down the steps and make up again."

It has to be said that Yue Qin's parents really…like cats very much and often use cats as metaphors.

Xia Sheng imagined it. She had never raised a cat before, but it sounded quite cute, so now looking at the two quarreling over there, she instantly felt not worried at all.

After all, although her sister was strong and hit people painfully, she knew her limits.

Although Kangkang didn't have much ability, he knew how to avoid danger.

However, she didn't want to interfere, and the two of them turned their heads together.

"Xia Sheng, look at her!"

"Sister, look at him!"

Xia Sheng immediately waved her hand: "Deal with it yourselves, deal with it yourselves."

That was close.

Little Parrot came out and said, "Mom and Dad, can I go to kindergarten today?"

"You can't go to kindergarten today, it's a school holiday." Xia Sheng said, "Dad said, we're going to make delicious food together today."

Little Parrot was not very interested and said, "Okay then."

And at this time, the two who were originally at odds stopped fighting.

At the same time, they remembered what Yue Qin said yesterday.

Today, they were going to make a Northeastern specialty dish - blood sausage.

It sounded scary, but scary things usually tasted good!

So the two of them simultaneously lit up: "When are we going to make blood sausage?"

"Not just blood sausage, but also Southern sausage."

Eating can always unite people to the greatest extent.

Xia Sheng noticed that her son smiled when he heard this.

Wait a minute, did her son deliberately bring this up to stop the two from fighting?

However, the two adults didn't realize this at all and were still excitedly discussing the division of labor later.

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