Boss, He’s Becoming a Father

    After pulling the Wang family to the united front, Shao Yu had no worries. He rarely showed mercy and gave Shao Dabao three days to rest and did not continue to torment him.

    After three days passed, Shao Yu asked Wang to move Shao Dabao's things to the utility room where Shao Xiaocao lived.

    "The room where Dabao lives is the best, so it is convenient for him to study and recuperate. Why must he move?" Wang was a little reluctant.

    Shao Yu immediately said: "When Liu Juren is at home, he lives in the worst room in the house. It is said that this is to motivate himself. The worse the environment, the harder he will work, so that he can concentrate more. read."

    Wang shi was in a trance.

    Shao Yu said immediately: "Forget it, I may not be the father of a man, so let Dabao live a good life for a few more days."

    "Move!" As soon as she heard the word "lifting people", Wang Shi immediately felt as if he had been beaten.

    Without Shao Yu's further urging, Wang rushed into Shao Dabao's room and began to pack the bedding for him.

    "Mother, what are you doing?" Shao Dabao looked puzzled.

    Shao Yu also walked in at this time and said to Wang: "These quilts are too soft, once people lie down, I'm afraid they just want to stay on the bed and can't get up, where is there any thought to do? Otherwise, look at Dabao, what serious things have you done these three days?"

    Shao Dabao has been recovering from injuries for the past three days, even if he wants to do serious things, but when Shao Yu said this, it seems that the bedding is dragging Shao Dabao down.

    Wang immediately put down the soft and clean bedding in her hand and asked, "What should I do?"

    "We still have an old quilt in our house, pack it up for him." Shao Yu said.

    Wang frowned and said in a low voice, "The quilt is broken, how can it be used for Dabao?"

    The quilt was the most worn and worn out bed in the Shao family, and was even three times more worn than the quilt used by Shao Xiaocao.

     "Don't worry, the big man is hot, as long as he doesn't freeze to death."

    Wang still hesitates.

    Shao Yu said immediately: "I heard that Widow Zhang has a crush on the daughter of the prefect."

    Wang's expression immediately turned firm, and said, "I'll find the old quilt when I look back."

    Shao Dabao didn't know why, but soon his things were moved to the utility room where his sister lived, and he was also pulled out of the large and bright bedroom by his mother.

    "It's not good for this room to be empty, just let Xiaocao live." Shao Yu said oh ah

    "A girl deserves such a good room?" Wang's voice became shrill.

    In her thoughts, although this room is vacant, it is still reserved for her son. After his son walks the right path, he can continue to live there.

    As for her daughter Shao Xiaocao, she doesn't think she deserves such a good room.

    Shao Yu also knew what she was thinking, and knew that if she wanted to turn it around, she would not be able to sit down in a short time, so she said: "Xiao Cao is filial and motivated, and she lives in a good room. It is also an inspiration, looking at Xiaocao, he can also learn."

    Although Wang shi didn't like Shao Xiaocao very much, she had to admit that her husband's evaluation was very correct.

    Just like that, Shao Xiaocao never thought that she would be able to live in the best room at home in her lifetime.

    On the other hand, Shao Dabao felt inexplicable about everything that happened. He wanted to make trouble with his mother, but under the guidance of Shao Yu, the Wang family treated Shao Dabao very badly , Shao Dabao asked her a fierce sentence, and for a time, it was not like a biological mother and son, but more like an enemy.

    Although Shao Dabao is not good to Wang, he has always thought that Wang is someone who will never care about himself, but now the change of Wang's attitude makes Shao Dabao feel infinite panic.

    He used to be a star at home, but because of a gambling debt, he became a poor little boy who didn't love his mother, and watched his sister suffer at home Pampering, without relying on him, he settled down.

    Just calm down, Shao Yu felt that was not enough.

    "What, let Dabao learn to paste lanterns? Didn't he want to study?" Wang couldn't help but refute her husband's further arrangements.

    "I am also for his good." Shao Yu said oh a

    "Painting the lanterns will delay his study." Wang Shi was very reluctant.

    Shao Yu sighed and said, "It's been so many days, have you seen him touch a book?"

    Wang's son, who had been silent during this period of time, did not turn over a book, so he felt anxious and wanted to stuff the book into his head.

    Wang actually believed this.

    Shao Yu said again: "Tell him about this, remember to be aggressive and scold him a few times."

    Although Wang was reluctant, he finally nodded.

    "I know that I'm lying at home all day long, and I don't help at all. Are you a dry eater?"

    Early in the morning, Mrs. Wang dug Shao Dabao out of the quilt just like that.

    Wang is good at scolding people. At this time, he brainwashed himself a lot to make his son wake up faster, and the more he cursed, the more fierce he became.

    When did Shao Dabao hear such scolding from his mother, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear in his heart, barely struggling, he got up from the bed, and even sat down very cooperatively Go to the little horse and prepare to learn to paste lanterns.

    It's just that his hand is still not fully injured, so he looks a little clumsy.

    Wang was brainwashed by Shao Yu for a while, and she seemed to have a tendency to turn into a black-hearted capitalist.

    Wang felt a little unbearable when she scolded for the first time, but when she scolded a lot, she felt that her baby egg was just like this, and the scolding became smoother.

    In such an environment, Shao Dabao felt more and more that he was a little cabbage, and he lived in trepidation. Where are the previous resentments, and he just hoped that Mrs. Wang could scold him less.

    In comparison, Shao Xiaocao had a good time.

    Although the Wang family still did not give her much good looks, her relationship with Shao Yu became closer and closer. Dabao is envious and jealous.

    "Do you know when the best lanterns are sold?" Shao Yu suddenly asked when the family gathered together to make lanterns.

    Shao Xiaocao has been making lanterns for many years, so she remembers very clearly when is the peak season for lanterns.

    "It's New Year's Day."

    Shao Yu nodded. When the festival comes, it will stimulate consumption. Many things that can be used before are often more easily triggered during the festival.

    Shao Xiaocao said again: "Dad, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, I want to make more lanterns a few years ago."

    Shao Yu looked at the lanterns in her hands.

    The Shao family lantern shop has been passed down from generation to generation, but in fact, it is not as good as the next generation, and the craftsmanship is less and less passed down. The lanterns that can be made today are the most basic styles.

    The style is outdated, which makes the lantern profit meager.

    Shao Yu picked up one of the lanterns and said to her daughter, "What if you make a hole here and paste the paper?"

    "It's not beautiful, and it's a waste of paper." Shao Xiaocao said with a frown.

    "What if there are such openings on all sides?" Shao Yu asked.

    Shao Xiaocao immediately picked up the materials for making lanterns and started experimenting, and quickly pasted the paper on it.

    Even though this lantern is still a white board lantern, there is no pattern on it, and the shape is already very delicate.

    "What if there are a few more strokes here?" Shao Yu asked.

    Shao Xiaocao shook her head and said, "But I can't paint, and my family can't afford paint."

    Shao Yu smiled and said, "Actually, you can make some of the simplest paints by yourself."

    Shao Xiaocao was taken aback.

    "It is difficult to become a painter, but it is very easy to learn some basic painting." Shao Yu said.

    Shao Xiaocao's eyes suddenly glowed, she pulled Shao Yu's sleeve and asked, "Does Dad know how to make paint?"

    Shao Yu nodded, but added, "I've heard of some."

    Shao Dabao, who was clumsily making lanterns, felt that the scene of filial piety between fathers and daughters was particularly hurtful, and turned his head angrily, too lazy to look at them.

    "Have you learned it after watching it for so long?" Shao Yu asked.

    Shao Dabao sat on the chair and nodded.

    Shao Yu said: "Then try to make one, and ask for a new style."

    Shao Dabao suddenly got stuck.

    Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Shao Yu said, "I don't understand?"

    How dare Shao Dabao continue to be in a daze, and hurriedly said: "It will be a while, I will make one up."

    Shao Dabao picked up the bamboo stick.

    Because the wound was not fully healed, the movements were clumsy and slow, but neither Shao Yu nor Shao Xiaocao did not urge him, but looked at him quietly.

    Shao Dabao made up half of it, and suddenly there was some hesitation on his face, he forgot what to do next.

    Shao Yu pretended to get up to drink water, while Shao Xiaocao secretly gave Shao Dabao some pointers.

    When Shao Yu came back, he saw Shao Dabao made a decent lantern frame.

    Shao Yu nodded and said, "It's not too stupid."

    When Shao Dabao heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and secretly glanced at Shao Xiaocao beside him.

    Shao Yu pretended not to see the little action between brother and sister, and only continued to talk to her daughter about making paint.

    "That..." Shao Dabao suddenly said.

    The father and daughter turned to look over together.

    Shao Dabao was rarely stared at by his father, and suddenly panicked.

    During this period of time, his life was difficult. After losing his favor, he also panicked towards his father, so it was inevitable that he was a little nervous.

    "I once heard a classmate talk about a recipe for making paint, but only green paint."

    Shao Yu raised her eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Shao Dabao still had a useful day, so she asked, "What kind of recipe?"

    Shao Dabao opened his mouth when he heard the words, couldn't help but patted his forehead again and said, "I forgot... I just listened."

    After he finished speaking, he felt that he was going to suffer, and he secretly feared that he would be scolded by his father again.

    But unexpectedly, Shao Yu did not scold him, but looked at him and asked, "You said this, but you don't remember the recipe, what are you going to do?"

    Shao Dabao was stunned for a moment, and said, "No... I didn't plan to do anything..."

    Shao Yu sighed in her heart, secretly thinking that the Shao family really doted on this single seedling too ignorantly. Apart from eating, drinking and having fun all day long, they really don't understand how to behave.

    "Are you planning to go to your classmate and ask?" Shao Yu asked, feeling like he was teaching a baby to walk.

    Shao Dabao's face showed embarrassment.