Text | Rice grain mom
On weekends, I take the grains of rice to my girlfriend's house to play.
Her house was on the first floor, with a small courtyard with a separate courtyard, and every time the grain of rice saw this yard, she couldn't control herself.
This time, he said he was going to perform a "stunt."
Without saying a word, he jumped out of the window and then wriggled at me, my girlfriend, and my girlfriend's daughter.
All three of us were stunned, and my girlfriend and little daughter then laughed back and forth, but I couldn't laugh.
After seeing this "ghost look" of himself from the reflection of the window, the rice grain stopped, poked his head through the window and asked us with a smile: "Mother, aunt, sister, how do I feel like a neurotic?" Hahahahaha~"
I was stupid by myself, but I was really going to die.
My girlfriend laughed wildly and comforted me: In fact, this can not blame the grain of rice, after all, the boy who exercises a lot, the brain is estimated to have been frantically secreting dopamine, and his happiness has nowhere to be placed.
How happy he was, I can't imagine, but my breakdown was in the next second.
Because from the time the grain of rice entered the girlfriend's house to the time he left, he did not have a moment of silence.
I may be exaggerating in saying this, but it should be said that from his birth to the present, no moment has been quiet.
Over the years, without the physical fitness and will of the athletes, I am not worthy of raising a son.
After a day at my girlfriend's house, when I returned home, the electricity of the rice grains had not yet been released.
Like an electronic rat that can't find a shutdown button, he "escapes" everywhere, running from one room to another, rolling on the floor and fighting the air.
At this time, you must not have eye contact with him, once docked, it is Ultraman who has discovered the monster, and Mars has hit the earth.
He will scream and rush at you in all kinds of strange ways, whether you ignore him or not, it is a "light wave" move against you.
The only fortunate thing is that the grain of rice is very "distressed" (afraid) of me, and only dares to use the analogy of mind and incantations against me, never on the limbs.
Rice grain dad is not so lucky, rice grain use is "close hand-to-hand combat", I feel that this old father is getting more and more on the real "kung fu" (gradually struggling).
After finishing the fight with Rice Grain's father, Rice Grain lazily lay on top of me and asked me, "Mom, didn't you hurt you?" ”
I didn't want to pay attention to him, and Rice's father shouted next to him: "The person you beat is your father, how many meanings do you have to hurt your mother?!" ”
Using the excuse of "healing", Rice Daddy plunged into the study and did not come out again.
Rice grain looked at me, pondered for a few seconds, bounced up, went back to his room, groped for half a day, and took out a game of backgammon to find me the next game.
After more than 10 sets in a row, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, the grains of rice were sleepless, and after each round, I would beg: "Another round." ”
The result is an infinitely inningsy.
I couldn't even pick up the chess pieces, so sleepy that I doubted life, and the grain of rice said, "If that's the case, then play flying chess, and really play a game." ”
After I refused, he proposed: Let's play a game of Monopoly, shall we?
I don't care about any high-quality parent-child companionship anymore, I just want to go to sleep.
When The rice grain saw me leaving, he rushed into the study and went to find the rice grain father.
A few minutes later, I heard My Rice Daddy shouting:
"Are you a barbarian?"
"Don't you sleep?"
"It's 10:30, and you're going to sleep on the weekend?"
"I don't play chess, I don't play cards, I don't play games, I don't play football, let's go to bed together."
Rice's father frantically urged Rice to go to sleep, and the noise was getting louder and louder, and I was afraid of disturbing the people, reminding him to make a little noise, but after a few minutes, his urging sound was louder than before.
Two tired middle-aged men, on the weekends when each son did not sleep, exhausted, and the blood tank was empty.
Originally, taking the rice grains to play football was a rare relaxation hour light for me and my rice grain father.
But autumn in Beijing, fleeting, the cold is very sudden, I stand in the rest area by the side of the stadium, often cold nose red, just want to wrap a down jacket.
It was so cold that I was hanging out with a group of parents on the side of the court to keep out the cold, but unexpectedly, a straight ball flew "boo" and hit the arm of a dad in front of me.
Roll up your sleeves and a big piece of red.
Don't look at this group of half-sized children, all small, but kick the ball, really fierce, hit, enough for us to lie down for a day.
In order to "survive", I hurried back to the rest area cat.
After 2 hours of kicking, the soles of my feet were cold, and I was almost out of touch with my words.
But the grain of rice was steaming hot, sweating like rain, holding the ball, and said to me: he told his teammates to play another game.
Before my rice grain father could come and refuse, he ran away.
Finally, when he finished playing, I thought I could go home, but unexpectedly, he called out to His Rice Daddy on the field to look at his newly learned dribble and let Melee Daddy defend him.
Rice Daddy readily agreed, saying that it was just moving and warming up.
After returning home, Rice's father's throat began to feel uncomfortable, and after taking the medicine, the rice grain wrapped around him again and tried to dribble again.
Therefore, this old father, while clearing his throat, accompanied his son to dribble back and forth, humming, his hair was messy, and the scene was once very tragic.
I don't know how long this dribbling will last?
But when I saw that on one side of the rice grain father was gritting his teeth and insisting, and on the other side, the rice grain was getting more and more alive, I had some doubts, whether in the process of dribbling, the rice grain transferred all the physical strength spent on the afternoon playing football to the rice grain father???
How did he manage to be completely untied?!
Finally, after dribbling his father down, he went downstairs to find his friend and ran madly for nearly an hour.
After taking a shower and lying on the bed, he shouted again for me to come to his room, and I cried when I saw it.
He played a sneak of chess and board games by the bed and asked me to play a game with him, and he couldn't sleep.
This is the rhythm of finishing the father and then staying up the mother.
After playing a game, I really couldn't hold back, and the grain of rice said: "So let's lie down and talk about brain teasers?" Guessing riddles? Or the idiom solitaire? Or, you tell me a story? Reading is also OK, I really can't sleep. ”
I held on to my last breath and said, "Can't sleep, why don't you read the exercise book?" You still have a few idioms that you can't write, and look at it again."
As soon as the voice dropped, it was clear that it was "charging for 5 minutes, lasting 12 hours", and the electricity was discharged in one second.
The rice grains sorted out the pillow and waved their hands at me: I can't sleep, I'll lie on my own, and I'm a little sleepy, Mom, good night.
After saying that, in less than 1 minute, he sounded a uniform snort ~ ~ fell asleep ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A minute ago, when my eyelids were fighting, I glanced at his exercise book, and I was "woken up" at once, and I lay over and over at night, completely unable to sleep.
I had only one thought in my mind: how could I get the grain of rice to devote 0.0001 of energy to new words???
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the night was cold and long.
Oops~ ~ ~ ~
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