Chapter 610: "battlefield"
Chapter 610 “Battlefield”
Jiang Xiao looked at the book in front of him absently.
Xiao Tangyuan came over and pulled Jiang Xiaoxiao’s sleeve.
“Mom, I’m hungry.”
The eyes are aggrieved. Of course, it would be more perfect if the eyes were not so arrogant.
Jiang Xiaoxiao picked up the glutinous rice **** and kissed the little guy's cheek. He didn't know who this little guy looked like. He was born with curly hair, and his hair would become fluffy and curly as it grows. If it weren't for his **** eyes and pure Chinese facial features, , will be mistaken for a crooked fruit doll.
“What do you want to eat? Mom will cook it for you!”
Tangyuan sat in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, "Mom, I want to eat wontons."
“Okay, let’s do it, mom. Do you want to come with me, or do you want to play with toys in the room?”
Jiang Xiaoxiao rubbed the little guy's black hair, it was so soft that her heart almost melted.
The uneasiness, guilt and self-blame in my heart were all washed away.
She is a mother.
Tangyuan glanced sideways at Jiang Xiaoxiao, his expression of contempt amused Jiang Xiaoxiao.
“You don’t believe me?”
“Mom always doesn’t keep what she says. Sometimes I feel like you must be a stepmother. You often fail to do what you promised me.”
“Do you know what a stepmother is?”
Tangyuan is only three years old, but he can actually tell it like his stepmother said.
Jiang Xiaoxiao almost bent over with laughter.
Tangyuan pouted seriously, "Of course I know, my great-grandma told me the story of Snow White and her evil stepmother, isn't that the stepmother!"
“Tangyuan, can I be the same as Snow White’s stepmother?”
Tang Yuan’s arrogant expression and absolute contempt left Jiang Xiaoxiao speechless.
This son is smart, but definitely difficult to deal with.
I don’t know who he looks like?
“You haven’t figured it out yet?”
Jiang Xiaoxiaojue fell.
"Okay, I know what I'm doing. I, the stepmother, will make you some ravioli right away. Be careful! Snow White's stepmother will give her poison apples. Think about it, what will I, the stepmother, do for you?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao pinched his son's soft little face and left with a proud smile.
Song Ziyan followed Jiang Xiaoxiao into the kitchen.
Just like a little tail.
“Mom, don’t scare me! I have a baby.”
He proudly raised the small cartoon backpack in his hand and patted the backpack. He liked to carry that backpack everywhere.
It was filled with his favorite snacks, and of course there was a small pocket filled with dried peaches that Jiang Xiaoxiao put for him.
It is very clear that these peaches cannot be eaten casually unless absolutely necessary.
The little guy always sneaks one in and stuffs it into his mouth.
Fortunately, the dried peaches Jiang Xiaoxiao made for him were all made from peaches from ordinary peach trees. She would be really worried if they were made from peaches from the peach trees in Lingquan.
My son is a greedy little cat, and it is easy to overdose if he eats like this.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled and went to fulfill his son's little wish.
“The little duck’s wontons should also be stuffed with shrimp and pork, but no ginger, not even a bit.”
I don’t know who this guy looks like, but he hates ginger.
Jiang Xiaoxiao agreed perfunctorily that the children should still eat ginger. He had ground the **** into powder many times and mixed it into the meat filling. The glutinous rice **** could not be eaten at all. He was just a picky eater.
Jiang Xiaoxiao is not used to glutinous rice balls.
This is already the Nth time Jiang Xiaoxiao has done such a thing.
Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at Tangyuan playing in the living room, and then started to work with confidence.
She chopped the **** into fine pieces.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was about to put the **** in when he heard Tangyuan questioning him behind him.
“I don’t eat ginger. If you promised, I knew you would cheat.”
Jiang Xiaoxiao shook his hand.
Grandma's, the child is now a sperm.
“Ginger is actually a good thing. Besides, you are wrong. It is green onion.”
Anyway, Tangyuan doesn’t know ginger.
Jiang Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked at Tang Yuan, who had a bulging face and glared angrily at him.
“Mom, I’ve seen you lie. You were chopping **** just now, and you chopped it into fine pieces. I saw it clearly. Didn’t you teach me not to lie? Mom, you are not good!
you are lying! Anyone who sits on the wrong chair will be punished. "
Jiang Xiaoxiao was stunned, did he see it?
"Tangyuan, how did you see it? Do you have clairvoyance? How could you see it..."
After a pause, Jiang Xiaoxiao thought guiltily of the time when she was pregnant with glutinous rice balls.
I don’t know how high the world is, but I tried to eat a kind of transparent peach.
At that time, she didn’t know that the glutinous rice **** were already in her stomach, but later she became too cautious and didn’t dare to do anything wrong.
It’s too late.
When the glutinous rice **** were born, Jiang Xiaoxiao was still worried for a long time.
I have been watching Tangyuan all the time, for fear that something might be wrong with my son.
After all, that transparent peach is the only one so far, and Jiang Xiaoxiao has no chance to get it again.
There are none on the peach trees.
In the past three years, Jiang Xiaoxiao had forgotten about this matter.
It’s hard to believe that there’s really something about Tangyuan...
Jiang Xiaoxiao was worried.
“Tangyuan, come here, come with mom.”
Jiang Xiaoxiao took Tangyuan’s little hand and came to the living room.
Mother and son are sitting on the sofa.
The glutinous rice **** stick to their necks, and their little faces are full of stubbornness.
Perhaps he was angry with his own ginger.
Apologize softly, "Tangyuan, mom did lie just now. Mom admits that she shouldn't lie. Mom is an adult and should set an example. Mom apologizes to you and admits your mistake. But eating **** is good for your health, mom. The starting point is good.
But you shouldn’t lie. Mom promised you to make the wrong chair and accept the punishment. "
Jiang Xiaoxiao’s words and his brave attitude in admitting his mistake finally resolved Tangyuan’s attitude.
The glutinous rice **** reveal the small tiger teeth at the corners of their mouths.
"Mom, you are a good boy who knows your mistakes and can correct them. I forgive you. But next time you can't lie again, otherwise it will be a failure to mend your ways. Dad said that if you do not mend your ways despite repeated admonitions, you will be punished by the family law. Then you can't blame Tang Yuan for killing the family."
Putting on an expression of disownment really made Jiang Xiaoxiao smile.
Jiang Xiaoxiao touched the glutinous rice balls, and her soft hair made her heart soften.
“Okay! Mom promises to correct her mistakes and never make them again, otherwise she will let Tangyuan kill her.”
You also know that righteousness will destroy relatives.
Tangyuan jumped up happily and snuggled into Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms, "Mom, what should I do if I don't like ginger?"
Putting on a pitiful expression to win sympathy, it was obvious that Jiang Xiaoxiao was aware of his determination.
“Tangyuan, you have to tell mom something. How did you see mom chopping **** in the kitchen? Were you hiding behind the kitchen door?”
Tangyuan looked disgusted, "Mom, why are you hiding behind the door? I can see it from here. I look at it openly. Dad said that men must be upright men and must not do those stupid things. "
Song Moting obviously has more status in Tangyuan's mind than Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Because most of the time he plays games with Tang Yuan and rides a big horse. It was Song Moting who came here.
The relationship between father and son is very deep.
Jiang Xiaoxiao himself was a little jealous.
“You saw it right here in the living room?”
Jiang Xiaoxiao asked hesitantly.
She knew that there was a wall between her living room and the kitchen.
If you want to see what you are doing in the kitchen, you can only go to the kitchen door.
If Tang Yuan hadn’t lied, it would have been too scary.
Tangyuan tilted her little head, her beautiful big eyes flashed, and she looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao with doubt in her eyes.
“Mom, you can see it like this.”
Moving his eyes towards the wall, he spoke like a treasure trove.
"On the chopping board in the kitchen is the **** chopped by my mother. Next to it is a large porcelain bowl with orchids on a white background. There is minced meat in it. My mother also placed defrosted prawns in the sink. I counted...one, two...total Six."
Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't believe that his son actually had... comforting himself, maybe it was a coincidence.
What the child saw when he entered the kitchen just now.
right!
That must be the case.
Tang Yuan secretly glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was frowning, and said cautiously.
"Mom, I also saw Aunt Liu next door counting money. While counting the money, her fingers were stained with saliva in her mouth. It was so disgusting. I also saw the little fat family in the back, and his sister was stealing his box. Take away one of the candies in the box, cover the box and put it back to its original position.
Mom, did I do something wrong? "
"without…"
Jiang Xiaoxiao pulled back from his thoughts and lowered his head to see the little guy blinking his eyes and looking at him quietly with an uneasy look on his face.
Recalling my random thoughts just now, I still need guidance about Tangyuan at such a young age.
Pity arose in my heart, and it was not all the fault of my own mother who cheated her son.
She felt strange about the transparent peach, how could there be only one transparent peach.
I haven’t had any special feeling after eating it myself.
The feeling is all on my son.
“It’s okay, you did nothing wrong.”
Tang Yuan touched his round belly shyly.
“Mom, but I’m hungry.”
Jiang Xiaoxiao picked up the dumpling and kissed him intimately.
Smiled and comforted the glutinous rice balls, "Okay, how can mommy keep us hungry and get glutinous rice dumplings? Let's go and see mommy making wontons."
Without putting down the glutinous rice balls, he went directly to the kitchen with the glutinous rice **** in his arms, placed him on the stool in front of the kitchen table, then mixed the meat filling, and placed the wonton wrappers and meat fillings in front of the glutinous rice balls.
“How about making glutinous rice **** and making wontons with mom?”
Tang Yuan immediately beamed with joy.
Since he was born, his great-grandfather, great-grandmother, great-great-great-grandfather, and great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather took great care of him and could not bear to let him get even the slightest bit damaged.
The result of tight protection is that the child loses a lot of childhood fun.
Now being able to help Jiang Xiaoxiao make wontons immediately made Tangyuan’s face flush with excitement.
“Okay, mom is great, mom is great, mom is the best, Tang Yuan loves mom the most. Tang Yuan should help mom make wontons.”
…
When Song Moting came back, he heard Tangyuan's giggles before he even entered the door, and couldn't help but walk softly.
Beside the kitchen table, Jiang Xiaoxiao and Tangyuan were both covered in flour.
A small hand was clumsily holding the dough, which had already been torn out a few holes.
The meat inside pitifully leaked out.
It made Jiang Xiaoxiao laugh heartlessly.
He also deliberately pinched Tangyuan’s ears and face with his flour-filled hands.
The result is that Tang Yuan’s face is miserable.
This guy is still proud of himself.
“Mom, look at the wontons I made. I’m going to eat all the wontons in a while. I’ll also feed them to my brother.” She pointed confidently at the wontons next to her that were more miserable than the last.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Xiaoxiao's mouth. He leaned forward to pick up the last two wonton wrappers, but his hand suddenly stopped.
Relying on her sixth sense, she turned to look at the door.
Then, Song Moting was discovered.
Song Moting only wore a white shirt with three buttons on the chest. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing the watch on his left wrist. His hands were in the pockets of his suit trouser. His figure was slender and tall. This kind of shirt made people look at him at a glance. Come out with his good figure.
It is the kind of figure that looks thin when dressed and stylish when undressed. It is especially well-proportioned and meticulous. I don’t know how long I have been standing there.
The eyes are full of gentle smiles, the corners of the mouth are smiling, and the whole person is relaxed and enveloped in warmth.
Jiang Xiaoxiao met his eyes. The two of them had been married for so long, but they still had as strong feelings as if they were newlyweds.
Sometimes Jiang Xiaoxiao wonders if other people's feelings are the same as the two of them.
They are husband and wife, friends, confidants, and lovers.
Various complex emotions make life feel as strong as wine.
There is no boring time.
It’s hard to imagine how happy and beautiful it would be for them to still be together like this when they are fifty, sixty, or even eighty years old.
Song Moting walked in with a smile.
“What are you two doing, mother and son? Making wontons? Then I came back early today, so I’m lucky.”
Walked behind Jiang Xiaoxiao and couldn't help but hold her waist.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled and patted him, "Hurry up and drive, otherwise you will be covered in flour. Look at the two of us, we have become monkeys. Do you want to join us?"
Then he unexpectedly gave Song Moting a face-washing kill with both hands.
The glutinous rice **** immediately jumped up with joy.
Clapping her little hands and laughing.
“Dad, I have become Santa Claus, Santa Claus with a white beard.”
Song Moting smiled, his eyes were dark, this little boy still had such a childlike innocence.
Pinch a handful of flour, and a goddess scatters flowers.
Then the kitchen war begins.
Tangyuan took the noodle bowl, which contained half a bowl of flour, and began to attack indiscriminately.
Jiang Xiaoxiao fought back with the flour on the chopping board.
Song Moting became their target.
Suddenly, the kitchen became a messy battlefield.
When Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi came back with the steamed buns, they stared at the three "snowmen" in the kitchen with their mouths open.
From head to toe, they were all covered in flour, and their original appearance was no longer visible.
Fan Xiuying is so angry about that Coke.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Tangyuan were just messing around.
How could someone as calm and reserved as my son-in-law do such a thing.
The couple were both angry and happy.
“Mom and Dad, why are you here?”
Jiang Xiaoxiao Sansan, it’s a good thing he did.
It’s rare to have a day off, so why don’t you bring glutinous rice **** with you to do this?
He was also caught by his own mother and father.
Jiang Xiaoxiao hid behind Song Moting.
Song Moting immediately stepped forward.
“Mom and Dad, it’s me and them who are making trouble. I just want to play with glutinous rice balls, which will help the child’s mental health growth.”
Be brave enough to take responsibility.
Tangyuan, like Jiang Xiaoxiao, has long been timid.
The little fat boy held his mother's hand. The two of them were comrades in the trenches.
“Yes, grandma, we are just playing games.”
Fan Xiuying rolled her eyes at Jiang Xiaoxiao. She still didn’t know, but her son-in-law must be the one to blame.
A wise daughter is like a mother, only her daughter can do this kind of thing.
There is no way a son-in-law with such a character would do such an outrageous thing.
He didn’t dislike it either, so he picked up the glutinous rice **** and said, “Let’s go back and take a bath with grandma, and ask your parents to wash up quickly too. Your family is really good at playing. Other people can’t even eat white flour, but your family uses white flour to fight.
Yaoshou, this is a waste of food. "
Tangyuan sighed in confusion, shook his head and started talking.
“It’s noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drips from the soil. Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate has been worked hard. Mom and dad, you guys are sorry for the farmer uncles.”
Then he hugged Fan Xiuying's neck tightly without hesitation, "Yao Shou, it's shameful to waste food!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting watched Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi leaving holding glutinous rice **** in their arms. Baozi looked at them with a look of disdain and followed them.
The two of them became the main culprits.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was very happy.
A heartless little white-eyed wolf.
This is abandoning a comrade.
(End of this chapter)
