Infancy:
Qingqi: "Auntie!"
Zhong Yi: "Hey, what, call me brother!"
Qingqi (persevering and unrepentant): "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally, he fell on the bed."
Zhong Yi: "..."
Teenage years:
Classmate A: "Qingqi, um, I, I want to invite you to my house this weekend, is that okay?"
Qingqi: "Sorry, I have something to do on the weekend."
Classmate B: "What's the matter, Xiao Qingqi, are you going somewhere to play?"
Qingqi (raised little fist): "No, I'm going to knock down my aunt!"
Classmate A, Classmate B, onlookers:? ! ! ! ! !
Zhong Yi, who is far away at home: "Ah, you don't have a cold? It seems that Xiao Qi is coming back. Let's go buy groceries first. Well, last time Xiao Qi seemed to want to eat sweet and sour carp..."
Youth:
Zhong Yi (with a wild expression): "Be good, baby. Look, you called me aunt before, and I wasn't unhappy at all~"
Qingqi (grabbed the pillow and threw it away): "Get away from me!"
Zhong Yi (catching the pillow): "Okay, okay, my husband will go cook for the baby."
(The person says they don't want to talk to you and throws another pillow at you)
I will write this article again this summer. I first wrote a poem (related to the text) and posted it. I am afraid I will forget...