"Mom, you really agree to let me train in martial arts with Grandpa Chu?"
After returning to the backyard, Daozi couldn't help but ask Daohua again. How could Mom, who liked him so much, hand him over to Grandpa Chu?
With a smile, Daohua looked at her hesitant son and asked, "What, are you having second thoughts?"
Daozi twisted his head: "Not at all. If I go, I go. After I train with Grandpa Chu, I won't play with you anymore. Without me, what fun would there be in your life?"
Daohua was left speechless by his words: "Without you annoying me, my days would actually be better."
The little guy still doesn't know how tiring martial arts training is; he still thinks it's just a game. He'll be crying about it later.
Daozi's chubby face puffed up; he wanted Mom to hold him back. Even if he couldn't ride Dog Xiaoyi, he could still go to the amusement park. It wasn't something that couldn't be negotiated.
Mom doesn't like him anymore, not even cajoling him!
