Time flies by.

Payments for various projects were being paid one after another, and Ji Huai also received a lot of money. When the little boy was one and a half years old, he began to think about buying a house.

"It's better not to buy it. We don't have a lot of money now, so forget it." When Ai Qiao heard what he said, her first reaction was to persuade him to give up. At the same time, she looked at her son and said, "Just take care of him and sit by the bed every day."

, the bruises from the last fall haven’t healed yet.”

"If you want to buy, you can't always rent a house, right?" Ji Huai was extremely stubborn on this matter.

He was sitting on the ground when he said this. In front of him, the little guy was sitting on the edge of the bed. I don't know how he climbed up. He put his hands on the edge of the bed to support himself, and his fleshy, white and tender little feet hung down.

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The little guy swayed his feet, and every time he swung his feet, his body also swayed. If he wasn't careful, he might fall headfirst to the ground.

"Come down." Ji Huai was afraid that he would fall, so he stretched out his hands to protect him and said with a frown.

"No, don't." He said in a sweet voice, and released one hand, waving it while playing with his little head. There was also a purple and green patch on his forehead, which was very conspicuous.

Xiao Rou wears a red string on his hand, and a small golden pig is strung on the red string. Two gold beads are strung on both sides, which makes his skin whiter and more tender.

"One thousand and eighty one square meters, one hundred square meters is 180,000 yuan. We paid the down payment, what about the loan afterwards?" Ai Qiao's face was filled with sorrow, but she still disagreed, "It's a few hundred yuan a month. If you

If I can't get the project, Doudou will have to drink milk powder, and I won't be able to work. Let's wait and see in a few years."

What does it mean to owe a bank hundreds of thousands?

She used to work in a factory, and when she kept working overtime at night, she could only receive a maximum salary of 400 yuan a month, which is 4,800 yuan a year. She had to earn it for several years without eating or drinking. Ji Huai's job was unstable, so they

There are still children to raise.

This was too much pressure, and she was afraid that Ji Huai would work too hard.

"It's okay, just work hard and make money." Ji Huai didn't care.

"But..."

"Ji Xian, if you swing again, I'll pick you up and beat you if you fall!" Ji Huai said calmly, looking at the little guy who kept shaking his feet.

The other party also performed acrobatics by lifting up his little feet and swinging them up and down. If he fell backward, it would be okay, but he would fall onto the bed. If he fell forward, he would fall under the bed.

"Hehehe." The little guy wasn't afraid of him at all. He not only laughed out loud but also showed his four baby teeth.

Very awkward.

"Daddy, look, look at me..." He did it again in front of Ji Huai, raising his little feet wearing cute socks and turning his toes.

"Baby." Ai Qiao scolded.

Children become more and more naughty after they can run, especially boys. Now she dare not let her son leave her sight. Every time he falls, she becomes worried.

After hearing this, the little guy turned to look at his mother, his expression became calmer, he put his feet down, looked down at his father sitting on the ground, stretched out his short hand, and said in a soft voice, "Hug..."

Ji Huai ignored him and turned to look at Ai Qiao, "It would be good to buy a real estate in Tianhe. Brother Qiang can also help us talk about it. If the internal price is reduced by 100 yuan per square meter, we can save a lot of money."

Seeing that his father didn't respond, he moved his little mouth and called out again, "Daddy! Hug."

Dad loves him the most.

I have to pester my dad to buy toys.

"Daddy!" Seeing that Ji Huai ignored him, he moved again while sitting on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand.

"That's also very expensive..." Ai Qiao put the meat down in the pot and just turned around. When she saw her son swaying, losing his balance and falling forward, her pupils shrank suddenly and she put the shovel down and was about to run away.

In the past, "Doudou!"

Ji Huai hugged him when he was about to fall to the ground.

The little guy is very wild, but he is not afraid. He grins and wants to smile, thinking that his father is playing a game with him.

Dad caught it when it fell.

"Sit tight!" Ji Huai resisted the urge to touch his butt, picked him up and put him on the edge of the bed to sit with a straight face, "If you like sitting here, just keep sitting there!"

"He will fall." Ai Qiao was still very worried about her son, "Hurry and get him down, he just fell a few days ago."

"Let him fall if he falls. Sit tight!" Ji Huai looked at him coldly and was reluctant to hit him. Can't he be scared?

His temper is getting more and more wild, and he looks like he is not afraid of anything. What if he is not careful and he falls down and something bad happens?

The little guy sat on the bed, holding his little hand, looking at his fierce father, his round eyes turned again and again, his eyelashes were very long, he smiled cutely, he was very cute when he was quiet, and he even called out softly.

, "Papa."

"I told you to sit tight and don't move." Ji Huai stood up and warned him.

"It will fall." Ai Qiao was worried and walked over quickly. The child had no strength and the bed was still a bit high. If no one was watching, he would fall and land on his head.

"Throw it down." The little guy knew that he was favored. He looked at his mother pitifully, fidgeting with his little head, and patted his forehead with his little hand, "Doudou will hurt."

Ji Huai stopped Ai Qiao and said softly, "If he falls, I'll beat his butt!"

Hearing this, the little guy sitting on the edge of the bed trembled all over, opened his mouth, and pretended to cry twice.

I saw my father asking my mother to continue cooking, but my father ignored him and went to sit on the sofa without even looking at him.

The little guy sat on the edge of the bed, holding the bed board with his little hands, and shouted again, "Daddy, no, sit down."

As he spoke, he wanted to fall back.

The mattress was soft, so he could get up after falling asleep and turning over. He knew deep down that it would hurt if he fell while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Don't move, just sit." Seeing his movements, Ji Huai raised his voice and said seriously, "Just sit like this!"

The little guy likes to make trouble with him, but he is still a little afraid of him. As soon as Ji Huai said it, he didn't dare to move. His little butt sat on the edge of the bed. When he moved, his body swayed from side to side and almost fell forward.

Ji Huai's eyes flashed when he was shaking, but his hand still moved, and he calmly sat forward, ready to catch him at any time.

Ai Qiao looked at the father and son and did not dare to speak.

The little guy looked at her for help several times, but he didn't dare to speak when he looked at his father.

In a small room, the aroma of food is expelled through the window, and some of it remains in the room.

The sound of food being stir-fried echoed.

It was rare for the little guy to be so good. He didn't dare to move. He kept his head down for the first half of the time and continued to shake his little feet, up and down again and again. His heels hit the side of the bed in an attempt to create a movement to get his father to pay attention to him. Later, he completely

Don't dare to move.

When he had a grimace on his face and was about to cry, Ji Huai spoke to him, "Doesn't it hurt if you fell down a few days ago?"

"...pain."

"I think you think it's fun, so let's throw it more often." Ji Huai had been sitting on the ground watching over him for the past two days. He was afraid of falling, so he wanted to carry it on his body, but the more he got used to it, the more he got used to it.

As soon as he heard that his father wanted him to throw more balls, the little guy opened his mouth and his eyes turned red, "Woooo..."

"No one will listen to you when you cry." Ji Huai stood up and walked to the bedside to get some clothes. The little guy reached out to grab his father's clothes and asked him to hold him.

Ji Huai pulled his little hand away, and the little guy was pushed invisibly, falling backwards and sleeping on the bed.

By the time he rolled over and got up, there was no need to worry that his father, who had fallen out of bed, had already turned around and entered the bathroom, leaving a cold figure behind him.

In his eyes, his father stopped paying attention to him and began to cry loudly, "Wow woo woo... daddy, daddy..."

Ai Qiao saw her son's anxious face, lying down and moving to the bed, grabbing the quilt with both hands and sliding down the bed. After getting out of bed, she patted the bathroom door with tears in her eyes.

Ji Huai didn't respond to him for a long time, and Ai Qiao couldn't help but remind him, "He is outside the door. Be careful not to touch him when you open the door later."

"Um."

"Papa." The little guy heard Ji Huai's answer and continued to pat the door with his little hands, but there was no response.

When Ji Huai came out after washing and wiping his hair, the little guy followed him like a little tail, grabbing his trouser legs.

"Go on and sit by the bed." Ji Huai pointed to the bed again.

"No, no." The little guy shook his head desperately and got into his arms after he sat on the sofa, holding him with his short hands.

Ai Qiao had already fried the meat and put it on the coffee table. Looking at the little guy who kept clinging to Ji Huai, he said half-jokingly, "Dad ignores you, so you should ignore him too."

The little guy was confused after hearing this. He turned around and leaned his back against Ji Huai. He put his little hands on his father's legs and hugged his father's legs, which made him cling even tighter.

Ji Huai went too far. He moved his feet again to push him out, and said with a straight face, "Go, sit on the edge of the bed and swing your feet, hurry up."

"No, daddy..." The little guy shook his head violently, then turned around and hugged his waist, his chubby ball kept acting coquettishly.

Ai Qiao brought up the egg custard and saw the corners of Ji Huai's mouth rising, and there was a smile in his eyes.

This guy likes to pretend, and he clearly wants his son to stick to him.

For dinner, we had three simple dishes and one soup, one vegetable, one fried chicken, and egg custard. The egg custard was mainly for the little ones.

The soup is carrot and pork ribs soup.

After Ji Huai's operation, the little guy became much better behaved. He sat on the sofa and stood on the ground, leaning on his arms to eat while standing, placing the bowl in front of his father.

Holding a spoon and eating by yourself.

"Eat the meat." Ji Huai put the ribs for him, and he nodded his little head to show his father that he could eat a big piece in one bite.

"Don't choke." Ji Huai took out the paper and wiped the corners of his mouth, then gave him some green vegetables and continued to let him eat.
To be continued...