Chapter 1007
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After Lin Jiage left, Shi Yao headed straight to Lin Shi's room.
Pushing open the door, the first sight that greeted Shi Yao was Little Lin Shi lying on the bed, holding onto his charging phone, watching a short video.
"Munchkin, didn't I tell you not to look at your phone all the time? You'll damage your eyes. If you continue like this, I'll confiscate your phone …"
You promised me that I could look at my phone for ten minutes a day, but I've only been looking at it for two minutes now. I have a timer, so it's unreasonable for you to confiscate my phone just like that. Secondly, you've remembered wrongly. You didn't say that I shouldn't look at my phone all the time, you said that I shouldn't place a charged phone next to my pillow because it'll explode. I've thought about it for a long time, and I've come up with a solution … Look, I've thrown my pillow on the floor, and my phone is so far away from it that it won't explode. Thirdly, your medical knowledge isn't good enough. As long as you maintain a certain distance from your phone, your eyes won't get damaged. Those who get damaged eyes are just not used to it. If I don't pay attention to my sitting posture while reading books every day, my eyes will still get damaged. In summary, you can't blame your phone for damaged eyes … "
"…" Shi Yao was rendered speechless by Shi Yao's words.
She was the one who came here to have a heart-to-heart talk with her son, so why was she rendered speechless by her son before they even started? Speaking of which, who did her son inherit his powerful logical thinking skills from?
"Alright, I'll apologize to you. However, your eyes haven't recovered yet, so you shouldn't look at your phone too much, got it?"
"I got it, Mom. You've already said those words 346 times."
"…" Shi Yao was rendered speechless once more. To be so sensitive to numbers from a young age, just who did she inherit this from?
"Mom, why aren't you saying anything?"
"I'm wondering whose child you are."
"Mom, I know that I'm your child. When I was young, I was fooled by you two, telling me that my mother was a rock in my great-grandfather's courtyard. Back then, when you were cleaning up the rocks, I hugged the rock and called out 'Mommy', telling you not to touch me. That's all in the past. I can only blame myself for being too young to understand your tricks, but you can't fool me anymore …"
Shi Yao: "…"
We can't have a heart-to-heart talk anymore. What should I do? What did he mean by it was in the past? Was it appropriate to use the word 'past' for a three-and-a-half-year-old child? Also, too young … Are you that old now?
Shi Yao decided that it was better to cut to the chase and not waste her time on her son. In any case, she wouldn't be able to outlast him. So, she adopted the posture of a mother and looked at Lin Shi sternly, "Snacks, tell me honestly. What's going on with the packaging of the snacks in your pocket? Where did it come from? Is it from … "
"Mom, I didn't steal it from the kids. I don't want to steal from them."
Shi Yao was silent for a moment before asking, "Why did you say that it's beneath your dignity to snatch a child's belongings? Didn't Mommy tell you to be friendly with your friends? "
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