The Beautiful Time With You-Chapter 1005

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Chapter 1005: My Mother-in-law gave it to me (1) freešš ššŽšš‹š’šš˜Ńµšžl.š‘oļ½

After Lin Jiage left the room, Shi Yao headed straight to Lin Shiā€™s room.

Pushing open the door, Shi Yao saw Lin Shi sprawled on the bed, watching a short video on his phone. fš“‡š˜¦š’†š˜„š‘’š—Æš‘›š—¼Ńµš™šl.š’„š˜°š“¶

ā€œSnacks! Didnā€™t mommy tell you not to look at your phone all the time? Your eyes are going to get damaged. If you continue like this, mommy will confiscate your phone for you...ā€

Hearing Shi Yaoā€™s words, lin Shi turned to Shi Yao and said, ā€œFirstly, Mom, you went back on your words. You promised me that you would allow me to look at my phone for ten minutes a day, but Iā€™ve only been looking at it for two minutes now. I have a timer, so itā€™s unreasonable for you to confiscate my phone like that. Secondly, Mom, youā€™ve remembered wrongly. The last time you said that you shouldnā€™t look at your phone too much and that you shouldnā€™t place your phone beside your pillow so that it will explode. Iā€™ve thought about it for a very long time, and Iā€™ve come up with a solution to this problem... look, I threw my pillow on the ground. My phone is so far away from my pillow, so it wonā€™t explode. Thirdly, Mom, your medical knowledge isnā€™t good enough. As long as you keep a certain distance from me, your eyes wonā€™t go bad. Those who have bad eyes are those who arenā€™t used to it. If I donā€™t pay attention to my sitting posture and keep my distance from my book every day, my eyes will still go bad. In conclusion, you canā€™t blame your phone for having bad eyes...ā€

Shi Yao was rendered speechless.ā€...ā€

She was clearly the one who had come to have a heart-to-heart talk with her son, so why was it that she was rendered speechless by her son before they could even begin? But speaking of which, just who did her son inherit his powerful logic and thinking ability from?

ā€œAlright, Iā€™ll apologize to you. However, your eyes havenā€™t fully grown yet, so you shouldnā€™t look at your phone too much. Do you understand?ā€

ā€œI understand, mom. Youā€™ve already said those words 346 times.ā€

Shi Yao was once again rendered speechless.ā€...ā€she had always been sensitive to numbers since she was young. Who Did she inherit it from?

ā€œMom, why arenā€™t you saying anything?ā€

ā€œIā€™m trying to figure out whose child you are.ā€

ā€œMom, I know that Iā€™m your child. When I was young, you guys lied to me and said that my mother was a rock in great-grandfatherā€™s courtyard. Back then, when I was cleaning the rocks, I hugged the rock and called out to mom, saying that I didnā€™t want you to touch it. Thatā€™s all in the past now. Back then, I was too young to understand your ways. Now, you wonā€™t be able to lie to me...ā€

Shi Yao:ā€...ā€

They couldnā€™t continue their heart-to-heart talk, so what should they do? What do you mean by ā€˜things from the pastā€™? A three-and-a-half-year-old child? Is it appropriate to use the word ā€˜pastā€™? Also, youā€™re too young... could it be that youā€™re already very old?

Shi Yao decided to cut the Gordian knot and not waste any more time with her son. In any case, she was no match for him, so she decided to act like a mother instead, staring at Lin Shi, Shi Yao asked sternly, ā€œSnacks, tell me the truth. Whatā€™s with the snacks in your pocket recently? Where did you get them from? Did you get them from...ā€

ā€œMommy, I didnā€™t snatch them from the children. I donā€™t care about snatching their stuff.ā€

Shi Yao was about to say something, but her son had already guessed it. After a moment of silence, she asked, ā€œWhy do you say that you donā€™t care about snatching the childrenā€™s stuff? Didnā€™t mommy tell you to unite with the children?ā€

ā€œIā€™m not saying that I donā€™t want to unite and love children. The reason why I donā€™t care about snatching their belongings is because theyā€™re too stupid. I donā€™t even know what one plus one equals. I donā€™t have the heart to bully them...ā€