Chapter 459: Does it hurt?

  Ever since the catching up with the little Huahua girl, Yu Zhi, an old mother, has become worried.

   "Third Master, do you think this girl will grow longer and more crooked?" Yu Zhi looked at the big girl who was asleep, she looked like a cute little angel, why is she so energetic during the day?

   During the day today, she watched her maid go to the hut, so she climbed to the shelf and sat down.

  Wen Jiuxiao didn't take it seriously, "Huahua only learned to walk when she was a little more lively. Everything she saw was novel and she was enjoying herself. She will be fine after a while." He didn't think there was anything wrong with his daughter at all.

   Just livelier? A little more lively, okay? The little boy was quite lively when he was a child, but he wasn't to her level. Huahua doesn't have ADHD, does she?

   "What if it doesn't get better?" It's okay for a boy to be naughty, a little girl, if Shangfang Jiewa is so naughty, she, a mother, will not dislike her, but the acceptance is not high in this era!

  Too independent... My daughter is different from her situation. She has a strong mentality and doesn't care about other people's strange eyes or gossip. Huahua is different, she is a little indigenous girl, what if she gets hurt because of this in the future?

   "It's okay, it's okay, I, Wen Jiuxiao's daughter, who would dare to dislike her?" Wen Jiuxiao felt that Yu Xiaozhi was too worrying, "My daughter is still young." It's too early to worry about it now.

   "It's because I'm young that I should..."

   "Why, you want to stick to her temper and cut off the seedlings in the bud?"

   "No." Yu Zhi said expressionlessly, "I don't want to." She is a big girl like a little girl, how could she be willing to kill her nature? "I want to prepare early when she is young."

  Wen Jiuxiao was curious, "What are you preparing?"

  Yu Zhi turned his head, "Teach her more things, even if her temperament in the future is not in line with the mainstream, as long as she can pretend. It doesn't matter what she does in private, as long as she pretends to be gentle and pleasant outside, it's fine to save face."

   "Are you speaking from experience?" Wen Jiuxiao looked at Yu Zhi with a smile in his eyes.

Yu Zhi immediately gave him an elbow, "Nonsense! Do I still need to pretend? My face is a living sign, with 'gentle and pleasant' written on one side and 'elegant and beautiful' written on the other, I am so blessed, okay? ?”

  Wen Jiuxiao smirked, "Yu Xiaozhi, come, let me show you how thick you are?" The big hand touched Yu Zhi's face, "It's tender and slippery, isn't it thick?"

   "It's too much." Yu Zhi threw off his hand and glared, "Now we're talking about our daughter, don't interrupt."

"Okay, you continue." Wen Jiuxiao suppressed a smile, and felt that Yu Xiaozhi's look of worry was too interesting. Other mothers all wanted to restrain their daughter's temper and teach her to be ruthless. At the same time, she is a lady of every family who can't express her joy, anger, sorrow and joy. Only Yu Xiaozhi wanted to teach her daughter how to pretend!

   "I have to teach my daughter how to practice martial arts. One force can be reduced to ten times. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and schemes are paper tigers. Anyone who bullies our daughter will beat him up."

  This can have! Wen Jiuxiao doesn't object to girls practicing martial arts at home, at least she doesn't get bullied. "Is there any more?"

  Yu Zhi blinked his eyes, "Eloquence. You can only beat people without being able to tell a reason. This is called recklessness."

   "Isn't it just to quarrel?"

  Yu Zhi squinted at him, "You call it vulgar, I call it elegant. Do you think it's a **** cursing the streets? No, we just had an in-depth communication with different positions."

  Wen Jiuxiao was dumbfounded, wasn't she always the vulgar one? So many words are nurtured by the book...

   "Finally..." Yu Zhi waved his hand as if concluding.

  Wen Jiuxiao's mouth twitched, "Anything else?"

"Well, the last one." Yu Zhi nodded generously, sitting cross-legged on the bed and announced: "I want to raise a child husband for my daughter. I have observed that women's misfortune is mostly related to marriage, or the husband is unreliable, Either the mother-in-law disturbs the family spirit, in the final analysis, the husband can't do it. Let's raise a daughter from an early age, take the daughter's aesthetics as the aesthetic, and take the daughter's preferences as the preferences, won't everyone be happy?"

  Yu Zhi was very happy, thinking that he was too smart! Glancing at the sleeping eldest daughter, her expression became more gentle. Big girl, don't be afraid, you can grow up wantonly, mother has thought of everything for you.

  It took a long time to recover Wen Jiuxiao, he actually felt that Yu Xiaozhi was so reasonable, what's going on?

  Yu Zhi fell asleep with her daughter in his arms in peace, but Wen Jiuxiao tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

  Afterwards, Yu Zhi saw the little girl Huahua climb up and down again, her calves were striding so fast, not only did she feel relieved, she also looked proud, "Look at how developed my eldest daughter's motor nerves are, she must be a good seed for martial arts."

  The connivance of the mother, the love of the father and brother, the little Huahua girl is gone forever on the road of barbaric growth. Finally one day he managed to ground himself.

Because of her restlessness, the little girl Huahua can walk easily. Before she was two years old, she could put a three-year-old child under her body. She was so courageous that she was not even afraid of caterpillars. Xianbao is the same as her brother in this respect.

  The little girl is not afraid, Yu Zhi is afraid, she is not afraid of ferocious beasts, she is only afraid of such small soft-bodied insects, every time she sees her, her hairs will stand on end.

   On this day, little girl Huahua was swinging on the swing. She was still young, and the maid was holding her on the swing. The higher the swing, the little girl Huahua giggled happily. For some reason, she stood up excitedly, flailing her hands to fight outside. The maid didn't catch it, and saw the little girl Huahua rushing out like a small cannonball...

   "Girl..." The servant girl was so frightened that she fell off the swing on the spot. And the little girl Huahua who flew out was still laughing loudly, she didn't know how to be afraid at all.

  People who saw this scene broke out in a cold sweat, and ran out to catch it, but how could they catch it? Seeing that the little girl was about to fall to the wall, everyone couldn't bear to watch...

   The fall did not fall, but was caught by Yu Zhi's vines.

   Looking at the big girl who didn't even know that she almost passed through the gate of hell, Yu Zhi was really angry this time, doesn't she like to climb high? All right, tie it to a tree and don't come down.

   It won't work for anyone to intercede, and if you say an hour of punishment, it will be an hour.

   Isn't it fast? Okay, put sandbags on your legs, let me see how you can run and climb?

   Still want to go out for a ride? There is no door, so I will be confined for half a month, and I will recite the book in the room.

   Originally, Yu Zhi didn’t think to teach so early, isn’t this full of energy?

  But this little girl doesn't know fear or pain, what should I do? You can't really let her fall. Yu Zhi was so forced that he couldn't help it, so he brought hot water, "Come on, big girl, touch it. Does it hurt? It hurts more than this when you fell off the swing."

Lighted the lamp and held it in front of her, "Come on, big girl, this is fire, put your hands here. Does it hurt? It's right, remember this feeling well, if you fall off the swing wall, it will hurt more than this gone."

  Yu Zhi felt that this big girl was much more difficult to raise than a little boy.

  Go to Xiaoxiang Academy to see the update.

  Suddenly found out that the head of the guard had two names, but forgot which chapter they were in, and was still struggling, so I didn’t dare to write him.