"Persevere." Meng Chenhao said to his son in a powerful voice.

Leilei's face turned red with a small face. His two little hands were pressing on the horizontal bar, his calves were pedaling in the air, and his father's strong palms supported him on his little butt.

Grandma Meng in the room was shocked when she saw it from the window and wanted to walk out. Ning Yunxi pulled Grandma Meng from behind and said, "It's okay, grandma, his father is watching."

When his son was almost unable to hold on, Meng Chenhao easily caught his son with both hands.

Leilei breathed in his little mouth.

Dad wiped his sweat on his forehead with gentle hands, and then put him on the newly built balance beam in the courtyard.

Leilei's calves were walking on the balance beam. After walking for a few steps, hesitated a little. He turned around and saw his father behind him and continued walking forward. For such a young child, it was very difficult to walk a whole balance beam. Leilei stopped in the middle several times, but his calves could hardly hold on and jumped into his father's arms.

Dad's voice rang again: "Stand it!"

In this way, the kid walked through the entire balance beam and jumped into his father's arms.

At this time, applause rang out in the yard. Leilei's little eyes looked over his father's arms and saw several uncles applauding him.

"Our regiment commander, now he not only practices us, but also trains his son." The first battalion commander stood beside Lin Zhiqiang and said in a joke.

"This is the ability of the team leader." Lin Zhiqiang said.

"Only anyone who can practice their children like the regiment commander can endure it," said the first battalion commander.

The second battalion commander said in a voice admiring to him: "I am quite envious of the regiment commander's ability."

Meng Chenhao's performance not only exercises the child's limb abilities, but also cultivates the child's willpower from an early age.

Leilei's little hands grabbed his father's face. He couldn't understand how to train this kid, but he liked to play with his father like this.

Meng Chenhao carried his son back into the house because Grandma Meng was so worried that she was scared to be scared to have a heart attack when she watched those scenes. Although Ning Yunxi kept saying that it was okay, there was a child's father there.

Grandma Meng said to her eldest grandson: "Your wife is quite brave."

Meng Chenhao smiled: That's because his wife trusted him.

Next to it was the basin and towel prepared by Ning Yunxi for the father and son in the morning, as well as warm water. Meng Chenhao took the towel to wipe the sweat on his son's face and neck. He had just finished exercising and it was difficult to take a shower. Therefore, he gave his son a little water to drink.

Leilei took a sip of the enamel cup in his little hand and took it to his father for his drink.

Meng Chenhao was pestered by his son and took a sip.

The child remembered that his mother didn't drink it, so he took the water cup to find her.

"Mom, mom, drink, water." Leilei raised his head and said to Ning Yunxi who was preparing for lessons.

Ning Yunxi immediately stopped the pen in his hand, took the water cup from his son and put it on the table, then picked up his son and put it on his thigh.

Leilei's bright little pupils looked at the math problems written on his mother's desk, and his little fingers were placed on the paper as if he was facing the geometric figures.

Seeing this, Ning Yunxi gave his son a written test.

Leilei is hard to hold a spoon, and holding a pen is a difficult task. This guy has been unable to figure out how to take this long thing for a long time, so he can only take it like a spoon.

Ning Yunxi was surprised that his son could start drawing on paper with such a wonderful pen-holding posture, and tried hard to draw a few stone characters: Leilei! "Who taught you? Did you aunt?" Ning Yunxi asked happily with his fingers poked his son's face.
Chapter completed!