Ozawa is really good on weekdays. No matter in kindergarten or at home, he never worries Wen Ya. Even Wen Ya can’t help but praise Ozawa for asking those nannies, saying that he has never seen such a sensible child.
Ozawa always said that he was a man who wanted to protect Wen Ya. Wen Ya felt warm in his heart, but he always smiled. He didn’t take Ozawa’s words seriously. But now he looks at Ozawa’s sad tears. Wen Ya is very sad. Is it because she didn’t do well that Ozawa is so sad?
However, Wen Ya still has to thank Lu Yu for telling a white lie to Ozawa that he was in a car accident, otherwise Ozawa would know what happened to him, even if he was a small body.
Wen Ya kissed Ozawa’s forehead. "Didn’t Ozawa say that he is a man and won’t cry casually? But now what’s going on? Why are you crying in front of your mother? Mom admits it’s her fault this time. Mom will definitely take care of herself, okay? "
The body of the Chapter sixty-one The somebody else is a man.
"Mom, you talk to me in a child’s tone again." Ozawa looked at Wen Ya with a bulging cheek. "He’s a man!"
"But you are crying." Wen Ya was in a bad mood when she saw Wen Qingqing. After seeing Ozawa, she became much better. Her face was gentle and gently wiped her tears.
Ozawa didn’t think that his mother would cry to refute himself. Ozawa was a little silly and stood still at this moment.
Because my son looks too serious on weekdays, even Wenya is the first time to see Ozawa in a daze.
Wow, it’s so cute.
She can’t help but want to hold Ozawa in her arms when she sees her son get confused. Before Ozawa, she always pretends to be a young man and calls herself a man, and rarely coquetry.
If Wen Ya hadn’t been too busy, I guess she would have felt quite sad in her heart. After all, Ozawa is so cute but rarely coquetry in front of her. Now that I think about it, I still feel a little disappointed. Has she been walking too fast? Should she stop and wait for Ozawa’s footsteps?
When Wen Ya began to do a self-examination, Ozawa once again stressed that "male Han can also cry." Ozawa said that he was worried about looking at Lu Yu. After all, Ozawa was still a child. When he said the theory without other people’s testimony, he would still be somewhat guilty.
Wen Ya discovered that his self-esteem seemed different from ordinary people.
However, Wen Ya also found that Ozawa had proved one thing when he looked at Lu Yu, that is, Ozawa was still looking forward to a father role in his heart, as if something had happened now. Ozawa first asked Lu Yu for advice
Wen Ya felt sorry for finding out the truth.
However, Lu Yu rubbed Ozawa’s hair and nodded with a smile. "Yes, male Chinese can cry, too. I remember that when I was a child, I was nicknamed Little Cry Bag because I often cried."
"Really?" Ozawa was distracted by Lu Yu and looked at Lu Yu with some surprise. "Uncle Lu Yu, you look like a man. Ozawa doesn’t think Uncle Lu Yu will cry."
"Of course I will be sad," Lu Yu continued to smile at Ozawa. "It’s like when I was a child, others took my toys, my mother didn’t buy me transformers, and I would cry. Sometimes crying is a means of coquetry."
Wen Ya feels that Lu Yu’s speech now seems to imply Ozawa.
Ozawa leng a look with a somewhat vacant look at Lu Yu "but what to cry about? If you are a good mother, you will buy gifts. "
Lu Yu was temporarily speechless by Ozawa’s rhetorical question, and he touched his nose. "Ah, Ozawa is right. My uncle was so stupid. If only my uncle could be as clever as Ozawa."
"Uncle Lu Yu, you are fooling me if you don’t want me to be a child." Ozawa squinted and looked at Lu Yu.
Oh, Ozawa, it’s really hard to fool around. Wen Ya suddenly feels warm when he looks at them joking from his hospital bed. This is probably what a family with a father should feel.
Is it seen through? Ozawa is really clever. Lu Yu touched his nose and continued to speak. "Ozawa, how can your uncle be so clever and lie to you?"
Ozawa thought for a moment and immediately nodded. "Well, I feel a little guilty about my uncle, too. I always touch my nose when I say that what my uncle said just now should be true."
Wen Ya heard that he was surprised to see Ozawa’s original observation. If Ozawa hadn’t said that Wen Ya hadn’t even noticed that Lu Yu had been moving so little.
Lu Yu is also a little in distress situation. Ozawa is really clever, but a child … Ahem, this kind of child feeling can’t be shown.
When Ozawa saw that the two adults were not talking, they smiled and blinked slyly, and then they became naive. "Mom, I made soup for you."
"hmm?" When did Ozawa learn to cook? Still making soup? Wen Ya looked in Ozawa’s eyes with disbelief. "Ozawa, you are too young to touch things in the kitchen … okay, mom knows you are good, but the knife … okay, Ozawa, what did you do?"
Wen Ya meant everything he said, but Wen Ya had to change her mouth when Ozawa looked up a little sadly. Well, how could her son be so cute?
Wen Ya wanted to laugh, but she still strained her face. Ozawa is still very serious now. She can’t laugh first, otherwise Ozawa may be angry if he is so serious.
Wen Ya immediately made a curious expression, "What did Ozawa do? Wow, mom just smelled a good smell. Let mom taste how Ozawa is so powerful! " Is that enough?
Wen Ya blinked and looked forward to looking at Ozawa, only to see Ozawa’s expression. Wen Ya looked at himself with a guilty conscience and coughed. "What’s the matter, Ozawa?"
"Mom, your acting is too grandiose! I didn’t see your nose moving just now, and I walked in for so long before you said you smelled the fragrance, mom … This is a lie. "Ozawa held his arms and looked like a teenager when he spoke.
Wen Ya is even more guilty. It seems that it is not a good thing to have a child prodigy. Oh, meowed … She is now rejected by her son!
Worried that Ozawa thinks too much, Wenya immediately looks pitifully at Ozawa. "Mom has a cold. You listen to mom and her voice is a little buzzing, but mom knows that Ozawa’s soup must taste great!" Mom can’t smell it, but she can feel it. Ozawa must be great! "
Ozawa was so fond of him that he could see at a glance that his mother was trying to act.
Forget it. Ozawa shook his head. Mom is a patient now, so just give her a face.
Ozawa took one look behind him and Lu Yu Lu Yu immediately ran errands and put the big bone soup next to Wen Ya. "Ozawa didn’t hurry to see you after knowing that you hurt your right leg, but went to the supermarket with me to buy the freshest pig thigh bone. Ozawa said that his mother’s favorite food should be cooked for her first."
Uh, being formed by your own son is a foodie, doesn’t it seem like something to show off? Wen Ya looked at Ozawa with a guilty conscience. He was embarrassed that Ozawa was not tall enough. Lu Yu asked Ozawa to step on the stool and let Ozawa lift the lid.
Looking at the chopped green onion and a little oil flower floating in it, Wen Ya knew that it must be delicious.
The body of the Chapter sixty-two Everything needs to be fair
The taste was as good as Wen Ya’s thought, but Wen Ya was even happier when she thought that it was made by herself. She felt Ozawa’s head before she knew it. She wanted to check her finger because Wen Ya was not sure whether Ozawa was injured.
After all, the kitchen is still too dangerous for a four-year-old child
However, Ozawa looked at his mother nervously and tutted, "It’s okay. I’m an aunt to help you stew. Besides, I’m a four-year-old child, and there are many things I can’t do."
This young man’s age tone is gentle and a little dumbfounded. He looks indifferent to Ozawa compared with Wen Ya. "Mom, you underestimate me again."
At this moment, Wen Ya suddenly felt what is called IQ suppression because Wen Ya felt that his every move seemed to be seen through by his son …
Section 27
Lu Yu next to laugh is let Wen Ya some embarrassed.
Ozawa has been sitting on the bed and carefully watching Wen Ya being re-hoisted with his right leg. "Is mom uncomfortable?" Ozawa looks very serious.
Wen Ya Dun immediately gently touched his little head with an expression. "It’s a little itchy now, but the doctor doesn’t let his mother scratch his mother. It’s so pitiful." Wen Ya found herself really like a child in front of Ozawa. Now she can’t control herself and began to coquetry with Ozawa.
Ozawa frowned and looked a little difficult. "Mom … shall I scratch it for you?" Ozawa spoke to help Wen Ya scratch up gently.
Well, it feels even more itchy, but looking at Ozawa’s serious face, Wen Ya had to grit his teeth and endure it because Ozawa became a child’s character. It was so cute that Wen Yagen didn’t want to stop Ozawa.
However, Lu Yu saw that Wen Ya tried his best to endure the immediate opening of "Ozawa is already good."
Ozawa glanced blankly at Wenya and saw that his mother was sweating on her forehead. She immediately stopped and took out a towel from her carry-on bag to help her wipe her forehead sweat.
Because former Wen Ya lied to Ozawa that his father was a hero, Ozawa later liked cartoon heroes in both stationery bags and towels.
Wen Ya hugged Ozawa in a good mood. "Mom, can you talk about Ozawa singing a song to your mother in the hospital?"
When Ozawa heard this, he immediately looked at Wen Ya with a straight face. "Shall I do the math for my mother?" It’s strange that he knows everything. In the kindergarten, he needs to sing. In the project, Ozawa always keeps his mouth shut. Others Ozawa is cold and honest … Ozawa is not good at singing and doesn’t want to lose face.