Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 91

Er Bao's first word was "Brother"

Little Zhao loved his younger brother very much and naturally, spent more time by his side.

The two brothers were often together. Er Bao laid down while little Zhao sat beside him as he looked at his brother seriously.

The one-year-old child had learned to crawl long ago. Er Bao was lively and active again. He would sneak off behind people's back and would roll down the bed.

Little Zhao took his brother's small meaty leg, quietly and gently pulled him in. He looked at his brother carefully and said to him word per word, "You can't climb down. You will fall.."

When Er Bao heard his brother talking to him, he clapped his hands.

Little Zhao thought that the younger brother hadn't understood what he said, "It hurts if you fall."

Er Bao still smiled at him.

Little Zhao frowned as if he had encountered a big problem. He felt that his brother was too stupid.

After sighing, little Zhao thought that if something would happen in the future, he would just help him.

Er Bao seemed reluctant to lie on the soft bed. He pouted his fat buttocks and kicked with his short white legs. He tried to climb down when his brother didn't notice.

Er Bao tried his best to climb to the edge but was caught mercilessly by his brother.

He pinched his flesh face and said, "Why are you disobedient?"

As soon as Er Bao's eyes turned red, he opened his mouth as if he would start crying.

Little Zhao's fingers were still in Er Bao's hand. His tone was a little helpless, "Do you want me to play with you? But I can't accompany you for a long time, I still have homework."

His father would check his homework every night. He couldn't be vague or confused by this younger brother of his.

What could a one-year-old understand? Er Bao just wanted to play on the ground. If his brother didn't obey him, he would show signs of crying.

Song Luan brought rice paste into the room. Looking at her sons' two big and small eyes, she felt a little funny. She walked over with a soft voice, "What's the matter?"

Little Zhao took his finger out of his brother's hand. He said in a light tone that seemed to resemble a little like his father's."My brother wants to play on the ground."

She replied while smiling, "Then put him on the ground."

"....."

For the first time, he felt that his mother was a little unreliable. He said, "The ground is too dirty."

Song Luan laughed. "You don't have to worry about the floor blanket. I just washed it yesterday."

Little Zhao lowered his eyes, a little reluctant. When Song Luan had teased her eldest son enough, she laughed and touched his cheek with her warm fingers, "Mother is just teasing you."

Little Zhao's ears flushed pink and the skin touched by his mother felt a little hot, but he still seriously explained, "I don't want my brother to climb down. The ground is really dirty."

"Well, well, mother knows."

Song Luan picked up Er Bao and began to feed him rice paste.

However, the child liked to move around and babbled his mouth while being fed by the rice paste.

The spoon that Song Luan was holding was almost caught by his little hand. Although she had avoided it, the rice paste in the spoon accidentally got on her clothes.