Chapter 8 cat dad

The laborer originally took in Mimi, but he couldn't bear the crystal-like tears of his wife. My tears are much more precious than crystals. The laborer used to call me a stone. No matter how angry he was, I still had no red circles. I laughed at myself because I got dry eye disease due to too much surfing the Internet and lack of sleep. But in order to take care of this Mimi, I cried like a teardrop for a few days, which is strange to laborers.Mimi was taken in because his wife hadn't shed a tear for many years. However, after only a few months, the workers' attitude towards babies has changed 180 degrees, which makes me firmly believe that once a man has a child, he is more delicate than a woman.

The laborers often lie on the ground and call the baby's name everywhere, and then make a bamboo pole on which a plastic fish is caught to make the baby happy.Sometimes I am annoyed by the baby, I ignore his unreasonable troubles, let him squat at the door to sleep and don't let him in, but if the baby's father sees it, he will catch me and criticize me, and plead for the baby, saying, He is so pitiful, let him in! The baby has caused countless troubles, such as grabbing a key from Dad's laptop keyboard.Dad took a piece of duct tape and continued to use it without even blaming it.

The baby jumped up and down on the table that day, reaching for a rope on the top to play with, and when he finally reached it, he pulled it off, and there was a slap, and it turned out that the rope was tied to a newly bought digital camera.The baby jumped around in shock and ran around.Dad chased him to comfort him, and scolded his mother: "Look at you! Things are lying around! Hit your boobs!" Oh my God!It makes no sense!Fortunately, I have no children, otherwise my status at home would have plummeted, second only to Xiaobaobao and Mibaobao.I asked him, are you being unreasonable? He didn't make a sound, just grinned.

I took the baby out for a walk that day, halfway through, the baby's brain short-circuited, and he hid in the bushes and couldn't get out. The baby's father lay down in the grass and yelled long and short, recklessly.No matter how coaxed, the baby is unmoved.But I saw my father patted the bushes again, stretched out his hand again, and got half of his body into it. I got angry, turned around and left, yelling to scare the baby, "Ignore him! Unfamiliar stray cat! Throw him outside, let's go home!" The workers ignored me and did not cooperate with my intimidating actions at all. They still patiently yelled long and short, and the voice was so gentle that it made my heart beat.

There was a stalemate like that for an hour. Finally, Mimi changed her mind and was moved by her father's earth-shattering sincerity. She probably had enough fun. She lazily got out of the grass, ran on the laborer's arm, and went home. I knew it in my heart. If there is a child in the family, the one who spoils the child must not be me, but his father. 2004-04-17