Rebirth in 70: The sweet wife is coaxed slowly, and the military king is pampered step by step

When Zhang Jingfang came to call for help, Haohao had already had dinner at Luo Baozhen's house.

Zhang Jingfang grabbed Hao Hao's ear and scolded him, "You little bastard, you promised to send it home as soon as it was delivered, but you didn't return it for a long time! I came to your Aunt Zhen's house again to trouble your Aunt Zhen! Why do you have such shame?" Dad, you are so thick! Your Aunt Zhen will be scared when she sees you from now on!"

"Mom, Mom! It hurts, it hurts me!" Haohao was circling at the door exaggeratedly.

Luo Baozhen smiled and took Zhang Jingfang's hand off Hao Hao's ear, "Sister Fang, you are telling me, there is nothing to be afraid of. Your son's ears are all red, please let go."

"Brother Zhou, are you feeling better? Why don't you bring us such a big bowl of delicious food?"

Zhang Jingfang originally wanted to thank Luo Baozhen's family. She must have been injured this week.

I heard from Zhou Baoguo that Chen Chuhui helped with matters in the army. Then, Hao Hao also caused a lot of trouble for Luo Baozhen.

She finally had some free time, so she made some humble food. The result was not bad, but it caused a lot of trouble for others.

This makes Zhang Jingfang so embarrassed.

"He is getting better day by day, but he just can't stay at home and think of ways to do things."

Luo Baozhen thought that Chen Chuhui was the same at that time. He couldn't stay idle and couldn't stay any longer. "Then you should take good care of him and then think about other things. Dabao's father was the same before and couldn't stay any longer. They are used to training day by day."

Zhang Jingfang answered, "Isn't that right? He talks about it at home every day now. He feels uncomfortable when he is idle all day long. It's hard to serve him."

"Haha, aren't you worried about him?" Luo Baozhen looked at Zhang Jingfang's belly and asked, "Sister Fang, are you okay? You don't feel any discomfort, right?"

Zhang Jingfang smiled, "This is not bad. It's easier than having a baby like this. It's not too troublesome."

"That's good, don't be too tired yourself."

"My mother can help me, I won't be tired."

After saying a few words to Zhang Jingfang at the door, Zhang Jingfang took Haohao home to wash up.

As soon as Luo Baozhen returned home, "good things" happened.

Chen Chuhui was attentive to the kitchen, boiling brown sugar water.

Luo Baozhen looked at Dabao's black claws. She was so disgusted that she urged him away, "Dabao, you can go wash your hands and make them white. Your fingers are like black coal."

Dabao put down the toys in his hands and ran to the bathroom.

It seemed that the temperature would cool down a bit tomorrow. Luo Baozhen went to find clothes for Dabao and simply asked him to take a bath.

Wait for her to put away her clothes and walk to the living room.

A naked, wet, and crying Dabao ran out, followed by a cold-faced Chen Chuhui.

Luo Baozhen paused, this style of painting?What's wrong with Dabao?

When Dabao saw Luo Baozhen, he immediately ran over and hid behind Luo Baozhen, "Mom, dad beat someone! My butt must be swollen."

Chen Chuhui walked up to Luo Baozhen, stared at the person behind him, and said with a cold face: "When you come out, you will be slapped with three sticks. I will catch you and give you 10 sticks. You will squat for an hour tomorrow. You make your own choice."

This was the first time Luo Baozhen saw Chen Chuhui look so angry.

She stepped forward, took Chen Chuhui's hand and asked, "What's wrong? Dad, why are you so angry?"

Dabao stood there, his little hands covering his buttocks, his lips trembling, and his eyes filled with tears.

Chen Chuhui is still frightened now and is so angry at Dabao's actions just now.

"Oh, this kid can reach heaven if he's not careful!"

"I poured hot water for him and adjusted the temperature. After he poured it, he took off his clothes and climbed onto the stove."

"I thought he went to get some clothes from you, but he's just playing there."

"He poured all the brown sugar into the pot. He was afraid that he would hear the sound when I came out. He even ran over to the edge of the pot!"

"If you were not careful, you would either fall on the ground or into the pot."

Luo Baozhen's expression changed when she thought of those two dangerous situations.

She didn't dare think about what would happen to Dabao if he fell into the pot!

She turned around without her usual gentleness, "Dabao, you should be beaten!"

When Dabao heard what Luo Baozhen said, his defenses collapsed.

He held back his tears.

Chen Chuhui was not soft-hearted, "Have you thought about it?"

Dabao must have chosen to stand up and hit three times, otherwise 10 hits would be too many!

Dabao wiped his tears and walked forward, "Think about it... think about it, wu wu..."

Chen Chuhui leaned down and slapped Dabao's butt several times.

When Luo Baozhen heard those words, she subconsciously took two steps forward to stop him.

But when she thought of what Chen Chuhui said, she still couldn't bear to go.

Hitting the son's body hurts the mother's heart.

"Wow...it hurts! The bad father wants to beat his son to death, I want to tell your boss! Wow...Mom doesn't like me anymore...ahhh..."

When Chen Chuhui heard this, his face turned even darker, "Shut up!"

Dabao stood there holding his buttocks and not wearing any clothes.There was a fire burning underneath the stove just now, but now that it's out, it's a bit cold.

Luo Baozhen went to get a small quilt with red eyes, and then wrapped Dabao.

When she was wrapping the bag, she felt uncomfortable when she saw the obvious big slap marks on Dabao's buttocks.

But she also understood that Chen Chuhui did the right thing!

She also knew that Chen Chuhui must have been scared just now.

Luo Baozhen picked up Dabao and sat on the sofa, and then said to Chen Chuhui: "Chen Chuhui, go and take a look at the pot."

Chen Chuhui was also dizzy with anger, and replied in a dull voice, "Yes." Then he strode to the kitchen.

Luo Baozhen wiped Dabao's nose and tears, and tapped his forehead, "Are you still wronged? Dabao, do you know that it's very dangerous for you to do that."

"If you fell and got burned, wouldn't your parents feel bad or worried?"

"Look, how worried are you about dad? Just tell me, has dad ever hit you before?"

Dabao was crying and convulsing, "No, uh... I didn't hit, uh... I was hit today."

"That's because you were naughty. Do you think you were wrong tonight?"

Dabao covered his eyes and said nothing.

Luo Baozhen squeezed his little hand and said, "Look, you climbed onto the stove naked, and you wasted your mother's brown sugar. You..."

"Put more... more brown sugar. Mommy will drink it." Dabao interrupted anxiously.

Luo Baozhen understood and said: "But dad has already put enough. If you put more, it will be more."

Dabao pursed his lips.

"Are you feeling guilty for doing something bad? You know your father will be angry when he sees it, right? That's why you want to run away?"

"But think about it, if you fall down while running like this, you may get injured. The main reason is that the pot is not small, and there is boiling brown sugar water inside. If you put your foot in it, you will be burned. Either way, the result is not good. Isn’t it?”

After Luo Baozhen finished speaking, Dabao cried even harder.

"You still feel aggrieved when dad hits you? Mom already wants to hit you!" Luo Baozhen said this deliberately.

Dabao took his hand away, his eyes red and swollen from crying were exposed, and then he wanted to open the quilt.

"Mom, hit me."

"Why do you want mom to beat me?"

Dabao let out another wow, and blew out a snot bubble, "Wow... Dabao is wrong."

Chen Chuhui, who had just walked to the sofa, saw the snot bubbles getting bigger and bigger, and didn't know how to react.