Cizel had a dream.

A very long dream.

When he woke up, he felt strange when he looked at the ceiling.

It seems that his soul has been in another world for too long that he feels unfamiliar when he returns to this world.

But he couldn't even remember any sporadic clips of what he dreamed of.

I felt thrilling, and my whole body was sore...

All over his body is sore...

Um?

Cizel looked up from the quilt with difficulty, just in front of a pair of black grape-like eyes.

Those eyes were wide open because of excitement, and they were caught off guard and were stunned by the eyes of Cizel.

"Zhizhi!" Cizel darkened his face and found a reason for his weakness.

Nonsense! No matter who is jumping around through the quilt for more than ten minutes, he will be sore and weak all over, okay?

The three and a half-year-old girl was just a quirky time. When she saw her father angry, she jumped onto the quilt like a slide, grabbed it and then slid down.

Cizel was so scared that he turned over and grabbed her, but he didn't have time at all, and watched her roll like a ball of milk onto the wool carpet on the bedside.

The carpet was thick enough to catch her safely. Zhizhi's two fat feet steadily stepped on the carpet, and her round toes were raised high.

Xizeer was still stunned and covered his heart: "...Zhizhi, my father said that you can't do these dangerous actions!"

Zhizhi wrinkled her nose and didn't take Cizel's words seriously at all.

"I'm going to have breakfast, Lazy Dad will continue to sleep!"

After she said that, she picked up the bottle that she never left and ran away quickly.

Cizel quickly lifted his quilt out of bed, and all the bizarre dreams were left behind by him.

He put on his nightgown while walking, and when he walked to the living room, he heard the voice of Mrs. Su Ling, grandmother of Zhizhi.

"Don't you go and ask your dad to get up? Where is your dad?"

My daughter Zhizhi, Daming Jiangzhi, English name Lucia Robert, is answering grandma's question in a straightforward manner:

"Dad is a lazy man, he shouldn't get up. Grandma, if mom comes back and sees lazy man's father, won't he like him?"

Su Ling was stunned: "Don't we Zhizhi want our mother to like dad?"

Zhizhi nodded vigorously while holding the bottle: "Of course, it's enough for my mother to just like Zhizhi!"

This crisp and unthinking answer is undoubtedly the daughter.

Cizel rubbed his hair, and he was no longer surprised.

It is said that the daughter is my father's little cotton-padded jacket.

But since their family, Ms. Jiangzhi, was born, this law has never taken effect.

Zhizhi is attached to her mother Jiang Tang, who is her mother's little fan following. She is persistent in squeezing her father away and sleeping with her mother alone.

So, Xizer naturally became the number one enemy in Jiang Zhi's life of three and a half years old. Now Jiang Tang is not at home and the battle is still peaceful. When Jiang Tang returns, it will be the time to see the truth in a fierce way.

Cizel repeatedly used the saying that his daughter was his biological child and tried to prevent him from placing against children. Of course, in fact, he might not be able to deal with his daughter.

Jiang Zhi, who is three and a half years old, has compiled the high IQ of his parents Jiang Tang Xizer. He is born premature and has a lot of tricks at a young age. He often uses magical logic to defeat adults.

Cizel was one of the defeated adults. He was able to fight all the reporters with a sarcasm, but when he arrived at his daughter, he was often silent.

In short, the only one who can make Zhizhi obedient and become a little devil from a little devil, is his biological mother Jiang Tang.

"Oh." Cizel lowered his head with his fate, not disturbing the family happiness of his grandparents and grandchildren.

He turned back to the room and went to wash and change clothes first.

When everything was packed, Zhizhi had already sat on her exclusive chair for dinner. Su Ling looked at her with a smile. The nanny in the kitchen who was in charge of Zhizhi was busy.

"Xiaoxi gets up?" Su Ling heard her turn and seemed to have not taken her granddaughter's words to heart. She hurriedly greeted Xizel, "Come and have breakfast."

Cizel called out to mom before she pulled open the chair and sat down.

Seeing that Su Ling was the only one, he asked casually: "Dad didn't come?"

Su Ling: "He, didn't he be obsessed with collecting some time ago? He just collected old items and was fiddling with them at home. He didn't have time to come."

Su Lingjiang Chengzhe lives next to Xizer and others. To be precise, they all live in Liuquanshan Villa District now.

Moving here was after Zhizhi was born. At that time, Jiang Tang and Xizeer considered providing a larger space for children to run, jump and play, so the large flat apartment would not be very suitable.

Xizel has a manor in the suburbs of Beijing, but it is too remote and is deserted nearby. For the sake of the children's study, I recently decided to move to Liuquan Mountain, which happened to be where Jiang Chengzhe Suling also lives.

They started looking for suitable residences before Zhizhi was born, because Liuquan Mountain is an old wealthy area in Dijing, and living here is almost the same as a symbol of identity. Few owners are willing to sell it. They spent a lot of effort to buy this house, and it took nearly a year to buy it.

Then it was decorated and ventilated. When we moved in, Zhizhi was almost two years old. She happened to be able to run and jump. This villa, second only to the size of Jiangjia Mountain Top House, built a special play area for her backyard, with slide trampoline carousels, which was simply a small amusement park.

And staying here, it is very convenient for Su Ling and Chengzhe to come here. He doesn’t have to drive and can arrive in ten minutes.

Recently, Su Ling had just finished her art exhibition abroad and entered a rest period. She was so fond of her granddaughter who had not seen her for several months. She only came to have dinner with Zhizhi early in the morning for several consecutive days.

This was a good thing for Cizel, at least he would not have to bear the blow from his daughter for the rest of the day.

Why.

"Why!"

Cizel looked up in confusion, thinking that he had sighed.

The result was that the sigh came not from him, but from Zhizhi on the baby chair.

She frowned and didn't know what she was worried about. She couldn't even eat her favorite vegetable porridge.

Su Ling was amused by her little adult appearance and burst into laughter: "What's wrong, are we Zhizhi having any worries?"

Zhizhi asked her grandmother with a sad look: "Ms. Su Ling, when will my mother come back?"

Su Ling was a little moved, and her smile softened: "Does our baby miss our mother?"

Zhizhi nodded seriously: "She has been gone for two months."

Su Ling was surprised: "Do you even remember this?"

Cizel quietly complained, remembering what time is. She remembered it clearly when he ate two strawberries in her bowl three months ago and said she wanted to ask him for compensation.

Also, he missed his wife too.
Chapter completed!