Rebirth of the Spoiled Wife

Chapter 686 Do you dare to have an opinion?

Mu Nansheng glanced at Gu Jingchen in confusion, "Why can't I hug you anymore?"

Gu Jingchen said calmly: "He hasn't fully understood his mistakes yet. Before that, no one is allowed to spoil him."

Originally, Mu Nansheng was the villain, but when he heard Gu Jingchen say this, Mu Nansheng retracted his arm.

Mu Nansheng is not the kind of person who loves children without any bottom line. As an adult, he still needs to guide his children well.

"Nanzai, can you tell mommy what mistake you made?"

Seeing that Mu Nansheng was also serious, Nanzi put his little hands behind his back and showed off his cards honestly.

"Mommy, I poured out the uneaten rice porridge, and Daddy blamed me."

Gu Jingchen added: "Who will I give it to? I haven't said yet."

Nanzi hesitated and said: "I gave it to my neighbor's grandpa's big yellow cat."

After listening to what the father and son said, Mu Nansheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Turning around, Mu Nansheng asked, "Is that cat okay?"

Gu Jingchen shook his head: "It's okay, I just ate too much. The old man came over and gave me a lecture."

"What?"

Mu Nansheng looked at Gu Jingchen in surprise, "Who does this old man come from? This is really the first time I heard someone dare to speak against you."

Gu Jingchen helplessly raised his forehead and explained: "My grandfather and I used to be comrades in arms, and we have a very good relationship."

"Oh." Mu Nansheng nodded, "So that's it.'"

Patting Nanzi's head, Mu Nansheng finally picked him up: "Baby, don't feed the cats in the future, you know? It's easy to hold them up."

Nanzi nodded, "Mommy, I understand."

"Also..." Mu Nansheng looked serious: "You can't waste food, you know? You can tell Auntie how much you want to eat next time, do you know?"

Nanzi rubbed Mu Nansheng's face, "Mommy, I understand."

Inadvertently, Mu Nansheng saw a crookedly written notebook on the table and picked it up curiously.

"Who wrote this?"

Nanzi pointed at himself sheepishly, "Daddy asked me to write it."

"What did you copy?"

Mu Nansheng looked left and right, but he really didn't recognize those words.

Gu Jingchen coughed and looked at the words that looked like insects crawling with disgust.

"Let him copy "Compassion for the Farmers."

When Gu Jingchen said this, Mu Nansheng really couldn't think of any relationship between Nanzi's words and this poem.

Mu Nansheng twitched her lips, not wanting to disappoint Nanzi, so she praised him a few times.

"This is written by our Nanzi, it's really good."

Nanzi was quite pleased with Mu Nansheng's compliment and raised his head proudly.

"I think it looks good too."

Gu Jingchen sneered: "Deceiving yourself."

Mu Nansheng glared at Gu Jingchen and comforted Nanzi in his arms: "Your daddy didn't tell you, don't worry."

Nan Zai was dubious, but he put the matter out of his mind in an instant.

After educating Nanzi, Mu Nansheng urged Nanzi to take the initiative to apologize to the old man next door.

As soon as Nan Zai left, Mu Nansheng put down Nan Zai's masterpiece and sat down unceremoniously on Gu Jingchen's office chair. He couldn't laugh or cry looking at the masterpiece.

Shaking Nanzi's notebook, Mu Nansheng smiled bitterly: "Honey, why don't you practice Nanzi's calligraphy? It's really not very good-looking."

"Can."

Gu Jingchen chuckled twice and threw the notebook aside.

"It's up to Mrs. Gu to take care of this matter."

What Gu Jingchen said really made Mu Nansheng interested.

Holding his chin, Mu Nansheng said thoughtfully: "How about... let grandpa teach Nan Zai calligraphy. This way Nan Zai can learn calligraphy and accompany grandpa at the same time."

Gu Jingchen bent down and kissed the side of Mu Nansheng's face: "I don't have any objection to Mrs. Gu's pleasure."

Mu Nansheng narrowed his eyes and said lazily: "Do you dare to have an opinion?"

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows and replied seriously: "Not really."

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