Jiang Xu returns to chongmeng Shuicheng, and Jiang Songyin has already returned. He hears that Mr. Ding is in the hospital and wants to see his grandfather. Aunt Tong and Aunt Liu are persuading him. Jiang Xu puts down his bag and says, "my grandfather will be discharged tomorrow, and then I will take you to pick him up."

Jiang Songyin just gave up and followed Jiang Xiu like a little tail. Jiang Xiu knew that Jiang Songyin had something to ask for. He squatted down and looked at his son: "what's the matter?"

Jiang Songyin said, "I... I have something to tell you."

Jiang Xiu: "what

Jiang Songyin took his little yellow duck schoolbag, which Jiang Xiu bought for him. He took out a small pink envelope from it and gave it to Jiang Xiu. Jiang Xiu also smelled a light aroma.

Jiang Songyin stammered: "this... This is given to me by a classmate."

Jiang Xu was a little curious: "what is it“

When she opened it, she saw that it was a piece of light pink paper with a very delicate appearance. On it was a child's dog crawling words:

Jiang Songyin, I'm Xihuan you, can you be my boyfriend?

If you don't like Yi, I'll cry for you, Kan!

Jiang Xu: "I'm not sure."

Jiang Xu was a little hard to say, and said, "love letter?"

Jiang Songyin nodded: "well."

Jiang Xule: "you are so young, there are girls writing love letters to you?"

She read the love letter again and said with a smile, "although there are still many words that can't be written, it's amazing that three-year-old children can write so many words!"

Jiang Songyin said seriously: "I will be more than her."

Jiang Xiu bent his index finger and flicked his head, saying, "is this the problem of who can write too many words? Let me tell you, Jiang Songyin, you are called straight man. It's hard to find a girlfriend in the future. "

Jiang Songyin doubts: "but many children like me."

"..." Jiang Xiu looked at his son's face, thinking that you have a little girl in your face, not like you can't find a girlfriend, so he asked, "is this little girl your classmate?"

Jiang Songyin nodded and said, "she is the monitor of our class. She can dance, sing and draw."

Ginger whew A: "that still quite omnipotent a little girl, then you like her?"

Jiang Songyin said, "don't you care about puppy love?"

Jiang Xu laughed: "do you still know puppy love? Don't worry. Your mother is very open-minded. I don't care about your puppy love. If you have the ability, you'd better find a girlfriend in the kindergarten to settle down, so that when you grow up, your mother and I will worry about your marriage. "

Jiang Songyin said, "I'm not your own son."

Jiang Xule hugged Jiang Songyin and said, "honey, tell me, do you think this little girl is beautiful?"

Jiang Songyin thought about it and said, "beautiful."

After a pause, he added, "but I don't think she's as beautiful as I am."

Jiang Xu: "I'm not sure."

This is really a straight guy.

"Do you think other girls are not good enough for you?"

Jiang Songyin shook his head: "no, I just don't like her, and I don't want to puppy love, my heart is only learning."

"..." Jiang Xu thought that your boy's consciousness was quite high, and asked, "did you take this thing to your mother to show off in front of me? Because your mother didn't receive a love letter when she was studying? "

Jiang Songyin was shocked: "it turns out that you didn't receive a love letter when you were studying, ah?! Jiang Xiaoxu, how miserable you are

Jiang Xu: "I'm not sure."

Can't this product be put in your stomach and reborn?

Jiang Songyin said seriously, "I'll show you because I'm so afraid that she'll really cry. I hate girls crying. They'll be deaf, and the teacher will think I'm bullying her."

Jiang Xiu taught him seriously: "how can you feel that girls are very upset when they cry? Do you know that girls' tears are golden peas? It's precious

Just then, Fu Chenhan came back and asked casually, "what are you talking about? It's very precious."

"You're back just in time," Jiang said She raised the pink envelope in her hand and said, "the love letter Jiang Songyin received."

Fu Chenhan picked the next eyebrow: "love letter?"

He took a look, pondered for a while, said: "education level is not good, not suitable to be my daughter-in-law."

"..." Jiang Xu said without a word: "do you want a high level of education for a three-year-old? Write Jianjia cangcang or yearn for it? "

Fu Chenhan looked at Jiang Songyin: "what do you think?"

Jiang Songyin: "I don't like her, but I'm afraid she will cry. Jiang Xiaoxiu just said, "I shouldn't feel annoyed when girls cry."

Fu Chenhan frowned: "girls are really upset when they cry. They are going to be deaf."

Jiang Songyin rarely has the same view as this cheap father, abandoning the old grudges and nodding: "yes, yes

Jiang Xu squinted: "what do you mean?"

Fu Chenhan pause, said: "other girls cry very troublesome, but your mother is not the same, she is crying, but also fairy tears, absolutely will not bother, will not shock people's ears."

Jiang Songyin said in horror: "are you serious?! Have you never seen her cry and curse loudly? "

Fu Chenhan: "is there such a time?"

Jiang Songyin just wanted to say that he suddenly remembered that Jiang Xu was not in Dala city. At that time, Fu Chenhan was the object of Jiang Xu's abuse. He planned to live in peace with his cheap father for the time being, so he didn't want to start a war and said, "maybe I remember wrong."

Jiang Xiu took back his ferocious smile, touched Jiang Songyin's hair, and said, "I said that I never had such a time. You really remember wrong“

Jiang Songyin

Women are really horrible creatures.

Fu Chenhan taught Jiang Songyin how to deal with it: "tomorrow you give this love letter to your teacher, saying that the little girl wants to find you a partner, but you don't have the intention to make a partner for the time being. You should concentrate on your study, and your teacher will deal with it."

Jiang Xiu wrinkled his face: "no, it's hard for a girl like this“

Fu Chenhan said casually: "what's the matter? I used to do this when I received love letters. If I tried bailing, there would be no follow-up entanglement."

"Jiang Xu narrowed his eyes:" have you received love letters before? How many love letters have you received before? "

Fu was cold and stiff.

That's a little too much.

When he was studying, even if he was not around his peers, his desk was always full of love letters and snacks. Most of them were chocolates. He would bundle those love letters one by one, pack all the snacks, and take them to the teacher's office after school. Later, the teacher got used to them, and he could count the number of love letters he brought, more or less than yesterday.