Dressed As the Villain’s Mother

I'm not the only picky eater, my brother is too

Hearing Zhile's words, Ji Ning was taken aback for a moment, he remembered that he told Zhile this sentence.

At that time, my mother was still ill, and she didn't like to see him and my younger brother, nor talked to them. Zhile hated my mother, and Ji Ningyi always told my younger brother that my mother liked us, but she was just sick.

He doesn't want his younger brother to hate his mother, because he knows that his mother must not be mean to them.

At that time, Zhile didn't seem to believe it, but now that his mother is recovering from illness, Zhile quickly believed it and told him this sentence.

Ji Ning hummed in a low voice: "Yes."

Ji Zhile whispered to him again: "Brother, I'll give you Otter Eggs tomorrow, if I want to sleep in it tonight, can I?"

He felt that sleeping inside would give him a sense of security. There were no bunk beds in his brother's bed, so they could only sleep together.

Ji Ning said, "OK."

Then he raised his head, looked at Si Tian, ​​and said in a low voice, "Then mother will ask Grandpa Lu to pick me up from now on?"

Just like in the past, it was Grandpa Lu who picked him up from school, and Granny Fang picked up Zhile from school. Now Granny Fang is not at home, so mother has to pick up Zhile, but Grandpa Lu is still there.

Si Tian said: "Of course not, I will pick you up in the future."

She rubbed Ji Ningyi's hair: "Today is just a special case."

Ji Ningyi finally showed a shallow smile: "Yes."

Today there are only the three of them at home. The dinner is the dishes that Ji Zhile ordered yesterday, and they are all on the table. There are meat and vegetables in bright colors, and they look very appetizing.

Ji Zhile looked around and asked, "Where's Dad?"

Dad should be back by this time.

"Your father has something to do today, and he will come back later, so he can't have dinner with us."

Ji Zhile took a look at the sumptuous dinner, swallowed his saliva, and said with great regret: "It's a pity that Dad won't be able to eat such delicious meat."

But after Ji Zhile finished saying this, he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the meat, and he moved very quickly, without any regret that he said that his father would not be able to eat such a delicious dish.

Just accidentally brought a piece of onion and green pepper to the bowl.

Ji Zhile immediately and carefully put the onion and green pepper on the plate, which he would not eat.

He is not very good at using chopsticks, and the things he picks up are always a little different from what he wants. Whenever he encounters something he doesn't want, he picks it out of the bowl and puts it aside. After a while, he puts it in a small pile.

Si Tian originally considered that Ji Zhile had been wronged at school tonight, and planned to ignore it, but Ji Zhile went too far, not to mention that Si Tian likes to eat green peppers, so no one should waste it.

"Ji Zhile, what are you doing?"

Ji Zhile hadn't noticed Si Tian's emotions yet, so he said cheerfully, "Mom, I'm picking vegetables."

Si Tian: "Look at what's on your plate, what you don't eat is more than what you eat, eat it!"

Ji Zhile pursed his lips and shook his head: "You can't eat it."

Si Tian asked back, "Do you think meat is the only food you can eat?"

Ji Zhile shook his head, and retorted seriously: "There are tofu and mushrooms, too."

Looking at Ji Zhile's serious and unwavering appearance, Si Tian decided to tempt the child: "You can also eat green peppers and onions, and they taste very good. You can try it."

Sure enough, Ji Zhile was dubious, picked up a piece of green pepper from the plate and put it in his mouth, moved his cheeks, wrinkled his face, and spat it into the trash can: "It's a lie, it's not delicious."

His face was wrinkled into a bun, and he was quite cute. Si Tian smiled happily, picked up the green pepper in the dish, and put it into his mouth: "It's delicious, maybe it's only you who picked up the green pepper just now. Eat, do you want to try again?"

Ji Zhile hesitated, then shook his head resolutely: "I don't want it."

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he immediately pushed the dish he had picked out on the empty plate to his mother: "Mom, you can eat."

"How can you give someone else what you don't like in the bowl?" Si Tian frowned slightly, criticizing, "It's very rude."

Ji Zhile was not convinced, because his mother and teacher said he was a polite child at school today. He said, "It's not impolite for me to give you my food."

Ji Ning looked at his younger brother and said seriously: "Zhi Le, you should eat the food you pick up yourself, and you shouldn't give it to others if you don't like it."

Si Tiantou glanced at Ji Ning's clean plate, and there was no leftovers. She gave an example: "You see, my brother is not picky at all."

Ji Zhile looked over, and Ji Ning picked up the spinach and ate it into his mouth, and finally swallowed it.

Ji Zhile's eyes widened in surprise: "My brother hates spinach the most."

When Si Tian heard this and looked sideways, Ji Ning shook his head: "I don't hate it, I'm not picky."

Ji Zhile hesitated for a moment, tentatively scooped up a piece of onion with a spoon, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it reluctantly, as if he was about to spit it out in pain.

Si Tian shook her head, thinking it was better to forget it, and said, "Ji Zhile, don't eat it, and don't pick up the dishes you don't like in the future."

Ji Zhile breathed a sigh of relief decisively, because he was worried that his mother would let him continue to eat, he ran to the kitchen with the leftover plate, and returned with peace of mind after dumping everything inside.

Continuing to eat, Ji Zhile kept observing his brother, he felt that his brother was very strange, it turned out that his brother didn't even touch spinach.

My brother hates green vegetables, especially spinach and tofu vegetables. My brother said that the slippery ones are not tasty.

He hates carrots, and thinks carrots have a strange smell. It turned out that his mother didn't care about them. These dishes never appeared on their table. Even if they did, the two children would put the dishes far away. Don't even look at it.

Has my brother's taste changed now? Ji Zhile thought about it ignorantly, then moved his eyes quietly, and found that his brother drank a big mouthful of water, then frowned and paused for a while, Ji Zhile felt that his brother's taste should not have changed, and was about to tell When his mother was not the only picky eater, he saw his brother put down the chopsticks, covered his mouth and ran towards the bathroom quickly.

Ji Zhile was stunned, and saw her mother following her.

"What happened to Ning Yi?"

Ji Zhile quickly climbed off the stool, and also rushed to the bathroom. He stood behind Si Tian, ​​poked his head out, and watched everything that happened inside.

Seeing Ji Ningyi vomiting, Si Tian's first reaction was: "Is Ning Yi sick?"

She stretched out her hand, and put the back of her hand on Ji Ningyi's forehead. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but it seemed really hot.

Ji Ning shook his head, his tone was a little ashamed: "I'm fine, I'm sorry to disturb my mother's dinner."

With his head drooping slightly, he pinched the hem of his clothes helplessly, knowing that this was a very impolite and disturbing thing.

In school, a classmate vomited in the classroom with a cold, and the other students pinched their noses, almost fainting from the smell.

He was frustrated and felt that he couldn't do everything well and be a good example to his brother.

"There's no need to apologize, and you didn't do it on purpose, let alone I'm your mother." Si Tian asked her youngest son to pour a glass of water, and handed it to Ning Yi.

As soon as Ji Ning took it, he said, "I'll just go and rest for a while, Mom, you can eat."

Si Tian thinks that Ji Ningyi is sometimes too well-behaved and sensible. Although everyone likes obedient children, children don't need to be so obedient. Because they are young, they can be willful and ignorant.

She said softly: "Why do you have to go by yourself, you are still so young, you should be taken care of when you are sick."

Ji Zhile also nodded: "Yes, brother, we will take care of you."

Si Tian brought Ji Ningyi to his room, found a thermometer and put it under his armpit, thinking, "The temperature seems to have dropped a bit these days."

Ji Ning blushed slightly, and his fingers couldn't help but tangle together, and whispered, "Mom, I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Si Tian rubbed his hair: "Whether you have something to do or not, you should take a good rest now."

Ji Ning hummed.

There were only him and his mother in the room, and Zhile went to eat, although he knew that he should let his mother go to eat, he knew his situation best, and he was not sick, nor did he have a cold or a fever.

But now his mother belongs to him alone, and she will hug him and talk to him tenderly, just like when he was very young, before Zhile was born.

At that time, he was too young, and Ji Ningyi couldn't remember many things clearly, but he only remembered that his mother liked him very much. This was what his mother said, and he always remembered it, maybe he wanted it too much, so at this time Yi told a little lie, pretending to be sick when his mother thought he was sick.

When ten minutes were up, Si Tian took out the thermometer and checked, it was 36.5°C.

"It doesn't seem to have a fever." Si Tian was a little puzzled, and asked Ji Ningyi's opinion, "Let the doctor take a look."

Ji Ningyi shook his head quickly: "No need for a doctor, just get up tomorrow and you'll be fine."

His eyes were watery, and his voice was soft, as if he was acting like a baby.

Ji Ning is usually so obedient, Si Tian will do whatever Si Tian says, Si Tian has never seen him acting like a baby, and suddenly feels as if everything can satisfy him, isn't it just that he doesn't want a doctor.

"Okay!" Si Tian agreed very readily, but after a few seconds, she added cautiously, "If you still feel unwell tomorrow, you should go to the doctor."

Ji Ning smiled, his eyes seemed to be shining: "Good mother."

"Then do you want to eat something?" Si Tian noticed that Ji Ning didn't eat anything for dinner.

Ji Ning tightened his fingers a little: "No more."

Si Tian said, "Okay then, I'll eat when I'm hungry."

Ji Ning suddenly thought of something: "Mom, you go to eat, don't worry about me."

"How can I ignore you, I am your mother."

"Then I'm going to bed." Ji Ning pulled up the quilt to cover himself tightly.

When he fell asleep, his mother could go to eat. He just wanted his mother to accompany him, but he forgot that his mother only had a little dinner. It was hard to be hungry, he knew.

"Then let me tell you the story of the gourd baby that I haven't finished reading yet."

Ji Ning blinked: "Okay."

Si Tian has read the story of the gourd baby several times, and probably remembers the content. Now she speaks slowly and lowers her voice. She is really a good assistant to coax the child to sleep.

After the story was slowly finished, Si Tian found that Ji Ning had fallen asleep.

He sleeps very quietly, breathes lightly, obediently does not move, his long eyelashes cast light shadows under his eyes, he is the most likable type of child.

"Good night, Ning Yi."

Si Tian stood up, but felt a little pull, and looked down to find that Ji Ningyi's hand was grabbing a small corner of her clothes, only a little.

Si Tian smiled and pulled it out lightly, without disturbing the child's sleep.

She was delayed for nearly an hour, and when she went downstairs, she found that Ji Zhile was still eating, and watching TV while eating, not to mention how happy she was.

"Ji Zhile!"

Ji Zhile turned to look at her, smiling with white teeth showing, "Mom, come and eat."

He was still very enthusiastic and didn't know the seriousness of the matter at all.

"You haven't finished eating for so long? The food is cold, and it's easy to get sick after eating it." Si Tian said sharply.

Ji Zhile shook her head: "It's not cold, mom, look at me in my arms."

He turned around, and Si Tian saw a bowl of ribs in Ji Zhile's arms.

Si Tian felt that she was going crazy: "What are you doing with vegetables in your arms?"

Ji Zhile's tone was innocent: "This way mom won't be cold when eating."

Si Tian froze for a moment, her voice was drowned in her throat.

Ji Zhile handed her the bowl in her arms: "Give it to mom, my new bowl is very clean."

Si Tian took it, and sure enough the bowl was still warm, she was a little at a loss: "Thank you Zhile."

Ji Zhile shook his legs and said generously, "You're welcome."

Si Tian's heart was sour and astringent, and there was a surge of emotion called moving, sweeping over.

Who would have thought that such a bearish little son would become so sensible at the beginning, Si Tian thought of what she said to Ji Zhile just now, it seemed too loud, she felt guilty, and decided to be gentler to Ji Zhile in the future.

Because she was too emotional, Si Tian didn't realize that there was a big bowl of ribs in the original bowl, but now there was only half a bowl left.

Unexpectedly, Ji Zhile glanced at her quietly, then tore a piece of paper, and carefully covered the bones on his plate.

He really wanted to keep it for his mother, but it was too fragrant. He couldn't help but eat a little while holding it in his arms. At first, he only wanted to eat a piece, but the ribs were too bad, and they kept tempting him, so he didn't Resist to eat a little more.

Ji Zhile swears that she didn't do it on purpose!

After Si Tian finished eating, Ji Zhile asked, "Mom, is brother seriously ill?"

Si Tian said, "It's not serious, I'm already asleep."

"Mom, let me tell you a secret." Although there were only the two of them around, Ji Zhile said in a low voice.

Si Tian was also very knowledgeable, and said in a low voice, "What's the secret?"

Ji Zhile said: "I'm not the only picky eater, my brother is too. My brother doesn't like spinach."

Si Tian felt that the youngest son was talking nonsense, since Ning Yi liked to eat spinach just now.

Ji Zhile said again: "So my brother would vomit after eating spinach, and I would vomit after eating carrots."

Si Tian was slightly taken aback.

Ji Zhile said again: "Mom, tell Auntie not to fry onions in the future, it's not tasty."

"Just make ribs, ribs are delicious."

"Mom, please~"

Ji Zhile has star eyes.

Fortunately, Si Tian stood firm and resisted being coquettish: "You can't just eat meat, but also vegetables to have a balanced nutrition."

Ji Zhile shook her legs unhappily, thinking that her mother would agree.

This night, Si Tian thought about Ji Zhile's words for a long time. The two children grew up together, and Ji Zhile knew her brother very well, at least better than her.

Ji Zhile originally said that Ning Yi didn't like Ultraman and childish things, but Ning Yi wore Ultraman clothes the next day, and he said he didn't hate it.

Ji Zhile said that Ning Yi hated eating spinach, but Ning Yi ate a lot and finally vomited.

She took her temperature, and it was true that she didn't have a fever. Could it be that Ning Yi was lying?

But Si Tian didn't know why he would lie, not to mention children, it's normal for an adult to have likes and dislikes, but they are all far away from what he hates and close to what he likes.

Si Tian didn't think about the exact thing, as if everything was covered by an unclear membrane.

She gently unscrewed the door of Ji Ningyi's room, walked to the bed, pressed the back of her hand to his forehead, and touched her own, but she didn't have a fever.

She didn't speak, just quietly exited the room.

Ji Ning was in good spirits when he woke up the next day. He slept well last night, and his mother told him nice stories.

After washing up and going out, he met Ji Zhile.

Ji Zhile asked him: "Brother, have you recovered from your illness?"

Ji Ning smiled warmly: "Okay."

"Being sick is the worst thing, and it's even worse when you have to eat the food you hate." Ji Zhile has the right to speak, because he once thought that when his family was very poor, he ate bad carrots, which made him feel very uncomfortable both physically and mentally. .

Ji Ning frowned slightly: "I don't hate it."

Ji Zhile said triumphantly, "Brother, don't lie, I told mom all about it."

Ji Ningyi: "Tell me what?"

Before Ji Zhile could answer, Si Tian walked up to them and put his arms around the two children's shoulders: "If you talk a little more, it won't be enough when we eat later."

Ji Zhile said, "Mom, are you taking us to school today?"

Si Tian said, "Yes."

Ji Zhile: "Yes!"

Si Tian sent Ji Zhile to the kindergarten first, and Ji Zhile was still a little strange: "Mom should send brother first."

Si Tian handed him the schoolbag: "Now go see brother off."

When Ji Zhile entered the kindergarten, Si Tian looked at Ji Ningyi. He was wearing a school uniform, carrying a schoolbag, sitting upright, and asked her, "What's the matter, Mom?"

He is too sensitive, so he easily perceives Si Tian's emotional ups and downs.

Si Tian tried her best to soften her voice: "Ning Yi, Mom has something to ask you."

"Is it because you don't like spinach that's why you vomited last night?"