On the second day, Rong Ling, who had sated herself enough for the whole night, got up early. Seeing that Liu Wei was still sleeping, she put on his outer robe and got off the bed first to look at his daughter in front of the crib. When she looked down, she saw that his daughter had already woken up, but she was not crying at all.
Finger.
Rong Ling carried the child and rubbed his butt.
Rong Ling turned around and carried her daughter to the bed so she could sleep next to Liu Wei.
Liu Wei then pulled his daughter into her embrace and joined in the fun, "Call her the Empress."
Ugly looked at her mother in confusion for a long time before he replied, "Ayaya."
Liu Wei pinched his daughter's small mouth: "It's not Duck, it's the Empress, call the Empress."
The ugly man fell silent and lowered his head to play with his fingers.
Liu Wei wrapped her small hand around her lips and kissed it, then said: "Empress."
Ugly enough, he was probably annoyed. Frowning his pink eyebrows, he suddenly opened his mouth. "Wolves …"
Liu Wei: "..."
The room suddenly became silent. Rong Ling, who was changing her clothes, was stunned.
Liu Wei also did not sleep anymore, she suddenly sat up, and pointed at his daughter who was lying beside the pillow.
"Is she …"
Ugly tilted his head as if he didn't understand what her father meant.
Rong Ling then said: "Call me esteemed wangfei."
This time, ugly understood. "Wolves …"
Rong Ling immediately turned to look at Liu Wei. Liu Wei was also stunned, she covered his mouth, his face had an uncontrollable ecstasy.
… ….
Ugly people would call him mother!
Although her pronunciation was not standard, and she was calling wolf, that must be her mother. Liu Wei firmly believed so!
When Ji NanZheng heard this, he was especially excited. He quickly ran over to see the ugly, then hugged his great-granddaughter and coaxed: "Call me great-grandfather, call me great-grandfather."
Zhu Wen Song who came together laughed out loud, "Great Grandfather has so many words, we can only call you Grandmaster. Grandmaster Zu only has two words."
Ji Nanzheng was unwilling to be outdone: "Martial Ancestor is too complicated, calling me grandfather is a good idea."
Yun Chu Yun who had just joined in the fun also stood on his tiptoes and shouted, "Call me sister."
"No, call me brother. Call me brother."
Seeing that everyone was making a ruckus, Liu Wei laughed uncontrollably, then said smugly: "The child is still too young, he can only call her mother now." As she spoke, she gave a demonstration on the spot. "Call me the Empress. Ugly. Call me the Empress."
"Wolf …" the ugly man really did give her face and began to howl.
Liu Wei was extremely happy.
Ji Nanzheng was extremely jealous as he turned around with the child in his arms, his back facing Liu Wei.
Amongst them, Yun Wei and his grandfather were the most enthusiastic, and he really wanted to teach Chou Wu how to address them as' Aunt 'and' Grandfather 'the most.
Just as everyone turned to look at the ugly man, Rong Ling went into Xiaoli's room.
Xiaoli knew that her sister could speak and was feeling very aggrieved. He hugged Uncle Rong and asked pitifully: "Uncle Rong, can I go take a look?"
Rong Ling pushed the child out and ruthlessly shook his head, "You haven't finished copying the book."
Xiaoli's eyes were filled with tears, "I just copied it once …"
Rong Ling patted his son's head, "Then let's quickly copy this and finish copying earlier. Let's go out of the room earlier."
Xiaoli didn't want to copy it. He leaned into the Uncle Rong's embrace and asked in a soft voice, "How do you call it ugly? "My mother said that the first thing I said when I was born was not 'Mother' but 'Father'. I don't know why I called her 'Father' …"
Rong Ling's originally emotionless face suddenly changed. He looked at Xiaoli and asked in disbelief: "Really?"
Xiaoli pressed his lips together, and nodded listlessly: "Maybe it's because Mother is wearing men's clothing, since I was very young, I started to call her Father … …"
On Rong Ling's expressionless face, a smile suddenly appeared.
Xiaoli saw that he was smiling so strangely, and was startled: "Uncle Rong?"
Rong Ling lowered her head, and pulled Xiaoli into her embrace, allowing him to sit on her lap. "Call me one more time."
Xiaoli did not understand, "Ah?"
"Call me father."
Xiaoli was confused: "Father?"
Rong Ling was overjoyed. Although the first person his daughter called out to after she was born wasn't him, making him feel a little disappointed, this sense of loss had already completely disappeared. He held her son tightly and said: "Be good."
Xiaoli was dazed for a moment, then understood the meaning behind her words, his face flushed as he scratched her head: "Actually, Uncle Rong is married to my mother. Logically speaking, I am your stepson, it is fine for me to call you father, but I am already used to calling you Uncle Rong …"
Rong Ling did not force the child, she only said "Okay".
Xiaoli raised her head and asked: "Then would it be strange if I call the Uncle Rong father? Is Uncle Rong willing? "
Rong Ling lowered her head to look at him, the smile in her eyes extremely profound: "I'm very willing."
Xiaoli's face became even redder, and he lowered his head. "I thought you didn't want to …. After all, I'm not your biological son … "
Rong Ling paused for a moment, then asked: "What if you are my biological son?"
Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "Then why did you abandon my mother and me?"
Rong Ling was stumped for a moment, then said: "It's not that I want to abandon you, it's just that your mother is hiding from me." Xiaoli stared at her finger for a moment, then raised her head and laughed: "Thank you Uncle Rong, my heart is much more comfortable, I know that you are coaxing me, and trying to find an excuse for my biological father, but even though I am happy with what you said, I will still not forgive him. He is not a good person, and even if it was according to what you said, mother and I would still avoid him, but if he is not bad, why would mother hide from him.
"As a father, you are good to your mother, and as such, you are good to me. I am very happy that you are able to marry my mother!"
"..."
Rong Ling was silent for a long while, before sighing and correcting again, "It's not a second marriage."
Xiaoli did not take these words seriously, and asked shyly: "Then if I call you Uncle Rong Father in the future, will you agree?"
Rong Ling smiled and nodded: Yes.
Xiaoli was at a loss on what to do, and embarrassedly shouted: "Father …"
The smile on Rong Ling's face was extremely gentle.
Xiaoli looked at him timidly: "Then Father, can I stop copying the books?"
Rong Ling: "..."
Xiaoli pitifully pouted and muttered, "Father …" Rong Ling: "… … …" ()
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