Song Shengsheng felt that her son didn’t seem to understand her, so she hesitated for a while and continued to ask him softly: “That’s, if your mother has another child, will you like your younger brother or sister?”
Fu Luochi is already seven years old this year and is about to be eight years old.
He was not a stupid child at first.
Of course, I can understand what my mother said, but he is not so happy.
He didn’t want to have another younger brother or sister at all.
Whether it is his younger brother or younger sister, Fu Luochi doesn’t like it.
If you don’t like it, you don’t like it, there is no reason.
The boy was not willing to lie in front of his mother. He had a stern face. When he was unhappy, he actually looked very similar to his father, and he was a little depressed on his face.
Fu Luochi hugged his mother and buried his little face, “Mom, can I not like it?”
He didn’t want to lie again.
I don’t want to disappoint my mother.
Song Shengsheng was not surprised when she heard this answer.
Instead, I feel like I am expected.
She touched Xiaochi’s head, “Of course it’s OK.”
It seems that the plot of her dream of this book is basically very reliable and realistic.
Xiaochi doesn’t like calling the younger brother Zaizai.
His younger brother doesn’t like him either.
The two children seemed to be unable to tolerate each other’s existence at all.
Fu Luochi is actually very smart. His emotions are also keen, and it can even be said to be sharp. However, this kind of sharpness is rarely shown in front of his mother.
He prefers to be very obedient in his mother’s eyes.
It’s likable.
Fu Luochi raised his little face and looked at his mother with his dark eyes as if he was shining with a wet luster. He asked, “Mom, do I already have younger brothers and sisters?”