Domineering CEO Is My Son

Mr. Kang is not upset, let alone unhappy.

Unhappy children are on a hunger strike to attract the attention of their parents.

Mr. Kang is different. He is an adult. He just wants to be alone for a while.

Therefore, he also specially scooped lamb radish and rice, in order to prove that he is mature and not emotional.

Who would have thought that the milky white soup is a spicy soup? Who would have thought of it?

Mr. Kang was so spicy that his tears were falling, the young couple had already come in, and the big dad poured milk for the child. Xia Sheng watched by the side, both distressed and funny, the little parrot stood on her mother's shoulder, tilted her head, and sang to the crying boss--

"twinkle Twinkle Little Star--"

Mr. Kang was really embarrassed and threw himself at his grandmother's house. He couldn't eat anymore. He drank two sips of the milk handed over by his big dad, and his mouth was not so spicy, so he hid under the quilt.

After hiding in the quilt, he found that his nose was about to come out, so he came out and took a pack of paper and wiped his tears and nose.

It's really pitiful.

"I'm coming." Yue Qin said to his wife.

Xia Sheng nodded. In fact, she was really not good at dealing with this kind of things. She just had to fight this kind of things when she was a child.

Fortunately, Yue Qin is good at it.

All of a sudden, there was only a big guy left in the room. Dad was packing up the lamb radish that the child had eaten twice, took the spicy one out, and brought back a non-spicy bowl again.

"Want to talk?"

The child hid inside, but did not refuse to chat anymore.

"Is it because Teacher Little Parrot has an absolute sense of voice?" Yue Qin asked in a low voice.

He actually heard the child sing softly just now.

"Others have it, but I don't. It's really uncomfortable."

The child turned over and said, "Who is sad for something that has never been before?"

"I'm young, kind of a philosopher," Yue Qin said, "Daddy didn't have the enlightenment of you when he was a child. At that time, there was a kid in our yard who had a children's bicycle."

"What's so envious of bicycles?" The child narrowed his mouth.

"When you grow up, you will want to be envious of Absolute Voice." Yue Qin smiled.

Mr. Kang, who has grown up, said: "..." He didn't envy others with an absolute sense of voice.

When it comes to bicycles, the two of them are actually the same childhood, and there was a period of time when bicycles were particularly popular in China.

When he was a child, he also saw a group of boys running around on bicycles. He didn't envy him at all, because he had a row of bicycles in his house, but... he had never rode.

Because other children learn to ride a bicycle, most of them are supported by their father or mother to help them keep their balance.

Yue Qin felt very sad to see children like this, but in fact it was normal. The psychiatrist said that children in this period are in the stage of omnipotent narcissism and feel that they are the center of the universe and that they are the best children in the world, who I can't beat myself.

Suddenly discovering that others have an absolute sense of sound, but I don't, it will indeed be a big blow.

But this is also the first step in establishing a relationship between man and the world and others. Only by taking this step and acknowledging and accepting the existence of others will you realize that other people in this world are also human beings and are as important as oneself. Others People also deserve some talents.

"You don't have an absolute sense of voice, is it okay for Dad to give you another thing?"

At 7 o'clock the next morning, Mr. Kang was picked up from the bed on time and accepted the gift his father gave him.

A small bicycle.

"I don't want it." Mr. Kang shook his head.

He still remembers the first time he rode a bicycle, he fell off the top, and then he unloaded the bicycle.

In the end, I was so angry that the asphalt on that road was changed.

The children's bicycle is very short, not the same as the big bicycle he used to ride, but he still doesn't want it.

"Try it." Yue Qin picked up the heavily armed child and placed it in his seat.

"Didn't you say to respect everyone's choice?" the child yelled.

"Stupid boy, besides respecting your choice, the meaning of parents is to force you to do something you don't want to do." Yue Qin said naturally.

"Otherwise, according to your preferences, you have not eaten rice, shouxi pot, mutton..."

"Try it first. If you really can't learn it or really don't like it, we won't learn it." Yue Qin said, "Our kids can't give up without trying."

Yue Qin is holding a little bicycle.

The bicycle was stable at first, and Mr. Kang was a little relieved when he rode, but soon the people behind let go, and Mr. Kang panicked all of a sudden.

"Dad! Daddy!"

"Don't be afraid, pedal hard. If you fall, Dad can pull you up in advance."

However, there was no comfort in these words, and the children went directly to the bushes next to them.

However, when he was about to plunge into it, there was a big hand that brought the person back.

After going back and forth two or three times, Mr. Kang suddenly realized that his father could really get him back every time. So the farther he went to the back, the more courage he got, the more relaxed his body, but he was able to balance.

When riding out for the last time, several people next to him were watching: "This kid is well balanced!"

"It's amazing. I can't ride a bicycle when I'm so old, so my kids already know it."

President Kang was riding a bicycle, feeling happy. This was the first time he had overcome a huge difficulty.

When he rode to his father, the big dad said, "Now you also have a skill that no one else has. I still don't know how to ride a bicycle."

Mr. Kang collapsed in his heart: "You don't know how to do it, are you here to teach me?"

"It's enough to master theoretical knowledge, and it's not too difficult."

Mr. Kang: "..." Whenever he feels that he knows enough about big fathers and violent mothers, these young couples can always refresh his knowledge in various novel ways.

Let him realize that people are multifaceted.

When they went back, the little parrot got up.

President Kang looked at the parrot, feeling a little guilty, and whispered: "In the future, I will teach you how to bike."

"Boss?" The little parrot didn't quite understand what the boss was talking about.

The little parrot has had a super happy two days. Mom and Dad did not recognize him, so there is no need to think about letting him go to elementary school, middle school, high school and university in the future.

He used to be a bird that couldn't speak. His mother taught him that he couldn't learn anything, and he couldn't sing with his mother, and he was still a flightless bird, so he couldn't show his mother to fly high.

Now he is a talking bird, he can sing with his mother, and he can fly high with her mother.

Mr. Kang looked at this little parrot as he didn't understand anything. It was like a capitalist's favorite appearance.

However, even though he is a black-hearted capitalist, he is not going to **** the father and mother of a child.

In the next day of school, Teacher Xiao Liu said to Kang Kang early in the morning: "Kang Kang, you seemed to be looking forward to the rehearsal of the art performance last week. We will start this week."

In a class, basically all children have to participate.

Of course, there will be no rankings, just performances. The repertoire of their class is spring, there are trees, flowers, and little bees.

"I don't want to act as a flower."

Teacher Xiao Liu was not surprised at all. Kang Kang was different from the other boys in the class. When the other boys knew that they were going to act a flower, they didn't have much reaction.

Because they haven't formed a fixed mind--

A boy is a tree and a little bee, a girl is a flower, and it is a shame to play a girl.

Teacher Xiao Liu felt that this was unnecessary, so let everyone choose their own roles and play whatever they get. Girls can play trees, and boys can play flowers.

"We've agreed, we can play whatever role we get." Teacher Xiao Liu has a strong spirit of 120,000 points. As a teacher, he must not be persuaded by this kid.

"People should have the spirit of resistance." The child said: "Teacher, don't you want to train us to be people who dare to protect our hobbies?"

"But the teacher is going to be an evil role this time, so that you can understand that it doesn't matter if you fail to resist once or twice." Teacher Xiao Liu said.

Mr. Kang uttered, and moved closer: "Then we will make a deal."

"You help me change the role to vegetarian or bee. Then I can--"

The child lowered his voice, and it was a demon whispering: "Help you find the principal of the school and ask for a salary increase."

Teacher Xiao Liu's eyes widened suddenly, this kid...

Thirty minutes later, Mr. Kang still played the role of flowers with other children.

Mr. Kang read his lines blankly, and stretched his waist--

"Hua Gu Duo is awake--"

The other teachers chuckled and laughed.

Standing on the stage, Mr. Kang thought in his heart that there is nothing worse in this world than it is now.

When school was over in the afternoon, Teacher Xiao Liu suddenly came over.

"Student Kangkang, will you go to the teacher's house with Teacher Little Parrot today?"

Mr. Kang looked at his kindergarten teacher and took a half step back. "My father said that little boys should learn to protect themselves when they are outside, and they should not go to the house of a stranger."

Mr. Kang was joking, but found that his kindergarten teacher did not laugh, nor did he look at him with an expression that wanted to hit him but couldn't hit him like he did before.

Teacher Xiao Liu looked at him with a pity in his eyes, just like that--

The child's pitying eyes didn't know what a sad thing had happened to him.

He has experienced too much of this kind of look--

"What's the use of money for such a small child? Mom and Dad are gone."

"Oh, poor."

"I heard that there are still a large group of relatives. By then, I don't know whose possessions those property belong to."

The child's hands were shaking, and his voice was trembling. He looked at Teacher Xiao Liu in front of him and asked, "Who has had an accident with Yueqin and Xia Sheng? Or is there an accident with the two of them?"