The two people in the living room stared at the Journey to the West on TV, and they were fascinated by it.

This is like two brothers.

Even if Mr. Kang secretly opened the door, they didn't find it.

Originally, Mr. Kang thought Xiaokangkang didn't like to read Journey to the West, and he didn't like Monkey King, the Great Sage Monkey King, who was in the Seventy-two Transformations of Heaven and Earth.

Only now did I know that Xiaokangkang didn't like to watch cartoons with him.

As a person who has been with him for so long and loves children very much, Mr. Kang waited at the door for a while, and finally waited until the little monkey went to see Master in the middle of the night and learned spells from Master.

Mr. Kang took out his cell phone--

Two minutes later, the door to the next bedroom opened.

The two people in the living room immediately turned off the TV, however, the big dad came out of it.

Xiaokang immediately looked like nothing happened, ready to go back to his bedroom.

"Little treasure? Why didn't you sleep so late?"

Xiaokangkang yawned, wiped his eyes, and said with a sleepy look: "Dad, I'm going to bed, let's talk about something tomorrow morning."

Yue Qin came over, picked up his own baby who was not sleeping in the middle of the night, and touched the TV again: "Are you going to watch TV in the middle of the night?"

Xiaokangkang stopped pretending when he couldn't pretend, and the show was over: "I just watched one episode, and Sun Wukong will learn spells soon."

Yue Qin didn't understand: "What did you say in the afternoon that you didn't want to watch it?"

Xiaokangkang sighed, "I said everything that was going to happen before I started seeing my brother."

He wants to see it for himself, and doesn't want others to explain to him, he is not a fool. Yue Qin said: "Then you can't get up at night to watch the children sleep at night, otherwise they won't grow taller."

"Daddy can grow so tall and depends on sleeping at night." Yue Qin yawned as he said, but he was actually sleepy.

He was awakened by the phone when he was half asleep just now. On the other end of the phone was a voice disguised by a mobile phone's voice changer--

"Yue Qin, do you want to know what happened in your living room?"

He was taken aback by the voice, and he woke up all at once, and then looked at the electric display: "Dakangkang?"

The voice on the other end returned to normal: "Get up quickly, Xiaokang does not sleep in the middle of the night while watching TV. A child will not grow up if he does not sleep at night, and he cannot form this bad habit."

Yue Qin got up, opened the door and found that his son was really sitting on the sofa, as if he hadn't done anything bad.

However, Dakangkang once again sued Xiaokang.

Yue Qin took his son back to the room: "Sleep, when you watch the cartoon tomorrow, you can talk to Dakangkang and tell him how you really feel."

This is not a big deal, just reconcile the two.

Dakangkang on the other side saw that the midnight cartoon inside was over, and then left the door to hide his merit and fame!

Children are still young, how can they get up in the middle of the night to watch cartoons?

Early the next morning, Mr. Kang was hungry and came to look for food the first time, but he was shocked as soon as he entered the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xia Ling is heating chicken vermicelli and adding vegetables to it.

President Kang was stunned for a moment.

In the past, when I came to search for food in the morning, it was Mr. Kang. All glutinous rice, crispy meat, or some cakes were all handled by Mr. Kang.

Suddenly there was one more person in the kitchen, and he also heated up the chicken fan he missed last night.

Mr. Kang took a look and walked out of the kitchen a little unhappy.

But he didn't say anything. She is a sister who is dependent on each other, she is just a cousin who has been separated for many years, or a fake.

Xia Ling was a little strange. She woke up very early and woke up hungry after five o'clock. Since she couldn't wait to have breakfast with everyone at seven o'clock, she had to find something to fill her stomach.

As a result, as soon as she heated up what she wanted to eat, her brother-in-law's cousin happily entered the kitchen, and when he saw her, he left the kitchen like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost.

Xia Ling looked out from the kitchen and saw the man sitting on the sofa, shrouded in shadow.

Xia Lingxin said, how big is it?

President Kang was sitting on the sofa, and there was popcorn from the cartoon squad last night on the coffee table.

The popcorn really shows that Xiaokang does not like to watch cartoons with him.

Mr. Kang felt a sense of loss rushing to him. He originally thought everyone liked him.

Now I have new ideas.

Xia Ling walked out and couldn't stand it anymore, it ruined her mood for breakfast too much.

A half bowl of chicken vermicelli was placed in front of Mr. Kang, exuding the fragrance of chicken.

"Isn't it just cooked chicken fans? What a big deal?" Xia Ling took a big bowl and sat down next to him. The bowl was full of dangdang.

Mr. Kang looked at the small bowl in front of him, and then at the other big bowl.

"What's the matter?" Xia Ling turned his head, his eyes sharpened, as if to say, if you have any comments, this little bowl is gone.

All right, as long as you have something to eat. President Kang took the chopsticks and began to eat aggrievedly.

Xia Ling ate very happily. Her sister couldn't even cook, let alone her. The food that she ate outside for the past six months... is also hard to say.

There are only the two of them and the voice of fans in the living room.

Mr. Kang had a small bowl in total, and he ate it in a while, and Xia Ling next to him had a large bowl, which was extremely satisfying.

Probably Xia Ling couldn't ignore the gaze of the person next to him. He stopped and asked: "Forget it, or I will cook you a snail noodle, they still have snail noodles."

President Kang waved his hand immediately, he would never eat this heresy like snail noodles!

"Then don't look at me."

Mr. Kang had nothing to do and thought for a while: "I won't watch you eat, let's chat."

"Huh? What do you want to talk about?"

"Have you ever been hated by anyone?"

"Can someone in this world not be hated?" Xia Ling stopped and looked at the young man next to him.

She originally thought that the other party was a mature enthusiast, but now she realized that the other party was like a primary school student.

Really, anyone who is a little older will never ask this sentence.

"It's okay for others to hate me, but a person I particularly like, he hates me not to say, and he watches TV with others, but he doesn't watch it with me." Mr. Kang said.

Xia Ling's gaze was even more incredible, this kind of conflicting sense of sight among elementary school students.

"Then...you go to play with other children, don't play with him?" Xia Ling's voice became gentle, and he coaxed emotionally.

Mr. Kang instantly covered his head with black lines: "Your tone of coaxing a kid, it's too much!"

"I can't control my emotions." Xia Ling was a little curious: "Who did you have such a big conflict with?"

"Comfortable."

Xia Ling: "...Then you can find other children to play."

President Kang ignored the other party's ridicule, sighed, and said, "You don't understand, oh... you originally thought that a person liked you very much, but found that the other party didn't want to play with you at all."

You will be very angry, and you will report him watching cartoons in the middle of the night, so he can't watch it either!

Xia Ling: "Forget it, do you still want chicken fans?"

Mr. Kang glanced at the other's big bowl: "I will not eat what you have eaten."

"No, there is still in the kitchen casserole."

President Kang: "..."

Xia Ling watched the other party happily ran into the kitchen, and said to her heart that it was not just the troubles that looked like a child, but also the level of coaxing.