You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Sheng Mumu said next week, but that night he knocked on the door of Qi Shaobai's room.

There was a messy and noisy movement from inside the door.

After about a minute, Qi Shaobai came to open the door.

The door is half opened.

Qi Shaobai put one hand on the door frame, facing Zhang's rebellious face, and said lazily:

"I'm making papers, I don't eat."

In the past, when Sheng Mumu came to knock on the door, nine times out of ten it was to bring him food, and he answered reflexively.

Sheng Mumu narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced around the room.

Qi Shaobai moved his body vigilantly, as if to block Sheng Mumu's sight.

"You." Sheng Mumu saw through it in a second, spread his palms towards Qi Shaobai, and said in a serious tone, "Hand over the things before I get angry."

Qi Shaobai's pupils suddenly shrank, pretending not to understand, "... huh?"

Sheng Mumu raised her eyebrows lightly, caught his slight expression, and embraced him with both hands.

Showing a look of "you are still pretending to be stupid with my old lady", and looked at Qi Shaobai with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" Qi Shaobai blurted out in a panic with a guilty conscience, "I'm making Lego, where did I get the test paper?"

The words fall.

The air freezes.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Sheng Mumu: "..."

Qi Shaobai's eyes widened, "!!!"

How come you blew yourself up!

"Student Xiaoqi, do you want to listen to what you are talking about?"

Sheng Mumu calmly raised her hand, grabbed Qi Shaobai's sweater hat, and dragged him out of the room with her backhand.

"Get me out!"

"Hey, don't pull—I'm going to be strangled—"

On the way, because Qi Shaobai was walking backwards, he accidentally dropped a slipper. Seeing Sheng Mumu's stern attitude, he didn't dare to pick it up.

Sheng Mumu ignored Qi Shaobai's call, and scanned the large living room, thinking where it would be more appropriate to drag Qi Shaobai.

Recently, this brat has grown taller. She raised her head to teach others, and her momentum will be weaker.

After a while, Qi Shaobai's shoulders were pushed off, and he fell to sit on the sofa in the side hall.

The feeling of constriction around his neck disappeared, and he coughed a few times.

"Cough-cough-"

Sheng Mumu stood opposite him with arms folded, and asked with a straight face:

"Say, how many nights have you stayed up lately playing Lego?"

"No--"

Qi Shaobai caught a glimpse of Sheng Mumu's hands hanging by his side forming fists from the corner of his eye, swallowed quietly, not daring to lie anymore.

"—I didn't stay overnight, I still rested."

"You call sleeping in class a rest?" Sheng Mumu looked down at him from above.

The volume did not increase, but there was a frightening momentum.

Qi Shaobai looked away, "No... I also slept for two or three hours at night."

Sheng Mumu was angry, "You know—"

"I know I was wrong!"

Just about to criticize, Qi Shaobai raised his voice to interrupt, and quickly admitted his mistake.

He looked up, and his handsome face became pitiful at this moment, a look Sheng Mumu had never seen before.

Qi Shaobai repeated: "I know I was wrong."

Sheng Mumu raised her lips: "In the future -"

"Don't dare in the future!" Qi Shaobai rushed to answer.

"..." Sheng Mumu was at a loss for words for a moment.

Two questioning words were blocked back.

I don't know what to scold.

This kid, he admits he is pretty quick.

I don't know where I learned it from.

For the sake of Qi Shaobai's good attitude of admitting his mistakes, Sheng Mumu lost most of his anger, but still took all of Qi Shaobai's LEGOs and locked them in the storage room, and she kept the keys herself.

After finishing everything, Sheng Mumu sat across from Qi Shaobai.

Taking a deep breath, he still decided to have a good chat with Qi Shaobai.

Sheng Mumu relaxed his posture, patted Qi Shaobai's shoulder, and signaled him not to be tense.

"Student Xiaoqi, you admit your mistake and I accept it. But the importance behind this matter, we have to communicate."

"Otherwise, my anger today is in vain, and it is in vain for you to admit your mistake."

"Tell me what you think first, whatever you want."

Qi Shaobai lowered his head when he heard the words, and humbly made a self-criticism: "I shouldn't stay up late because of playing Lego, and affect my class—"

"No." Sheng Mumu interrupted him suddenly.

Qi Shaobai was stunned, and looked up at her.

Isn't it right?

"That's not the point."

Sheng Mumu pursed the corners of her lips, her eyes softened, and she spoke slowly:

"The schoolwork affected by staying up late can be recovered through other time and more energy."

"If I'm not wrong, when you decided to stay up late, that's what you planned, right?"

Qi Shaobai nodded slowly as if his mind had been poked.

Sheng Mumu got to the point:

"I remember, at the beginning of this semester, on the day you put all Lego into the collection room, you put down your bold words, 'I won't touch them again before the college entrance examination', right?"

"Yeah." Qi Shaobai remembered this.

It's just that as time goes by, the flag that was set at the beginning is gradually forgotten.

Sheng Mumu said calmly: "Student Xiaoqi, I care more about what you said than affecting my studies."

Qi Shaobai couldn't figure out the meaning immediately.

Sheng Mumu sat relaxed on the sofa and handed him a can of grape-flavored soda.

Tell him the experience you have summed up in a less preachy way:

"If you say something, you must do it. If you don't do it, or you have a premonition that you can't do it, it's better not to make a promise in the first place."

"When you grow up, you will encounter a lot of times when the speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart. People judge whether you are reliable and trustworthy. It is often in these details, do you understand?"

Qi Shaobai was stunned, and it took him a long time to reach out for the soda that Sheng Mumu handed over.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, digesting her words.

The boy who is about to turn eighteen has never been taught these things in the past ten years of his life.

Suddenly, I heard that the gap called "Mother's Love" in my heart seemed to be wrapped by a pair of warm hands, and warm currents brushed by.

Sheng Mumu didn't want to make the atmosphere too heavy, so she changed her casual posture, nestled cross-legged on the sofa, and said:

"It's really wrong to stay up late to play and affect your studies, but it's actually just a very small thing~"

"Everyone has had this kind of experience in adolescence. I have had it before, and your class teacher may have had it too."

She paused, raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"And your dad, don't look at him looking serious, talented, and stern, he might be just like you in his teens."

Qi Shaobai froze for a moment, suddenly his nose became sour, and his vision became blurred.

He also felt that Sheng Mumu's description was very funny, so he let out a low laugh.

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, Sheng Mumu raised his head and took a sip of soda, pushed Qi Shaobai's arm with his elbow, and asked:

"By the way, student Xiaoqi, what kind of adult do you want to be in the future? I never asked you before."

The words fall.

Qi Shaobai answered in almost a second.

"My dad is like that."

Qi Shaobai asked himself this question many times in his heart.

Every time, the outline of his father appeared in his mind.

"Great!—"

Sheng Mumu's bright eyes were bent, and he did not hesitate to praise:

"Your dad is super invincible and explosive. If you target him, you will be super super good in the future. I believe in you!"

Sheng Mumu was not only prejudging the prospects of Qi Shaobai, the future overlord and hero of the novel.

It is a thought from the heart after a long time of contact.

She seized the opportunity and used Qi Mo's strengths to educate Qi Shaobai.

Count with him with your fingers.

"Student Xiaoqi, look, first of all, your father is a very reliable person. If you promise, no matter how young you are, you will remember and do it. You must learn from him."

Qi Shaobai nodded firmly, "Yeah!"

Sheng Mumu stretched out her second finger:

"Secondly, your dad is not only smart, but also hardworking. He has earned so much money and works every day. If he were someone else, he might have been lying down long ago, right?"

Qi Shaobai turned into his father's fanboy, nodding frequently. "Yes, that's right."

"You have to learn this too."

"Ah."

"Third, he is handsome." While counting, Sheng Mumu missed the point inexplicably.

"...Uh, wait a minute." Qi Shaobai turned his head in wonder, "Do I have to learn this too? It's because I'm not handsome——"

"Is it?" Before the words were spoken, Qi Shaobai's eyes suddenly stopped.

His gaze fell not far behind Sheng Mumu, his pupils dilated a little.

Opened in surprise:

"... Dad?"

Sheng Mumu turned her head abruptly.

Seeing Qi Mo's slender figure lazily leaning on the back of the sofa, with a black coat loosely draped on his forearm, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile, looking at them.

Sheng Mumu was dumbfounded.

"You... when did you come back?"

With the corners of Qi Mo's lips curled up, he raised his hand and slowly loosened his tie, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"Let me think about it—"

His ending slowed down, revealing an unconcealable joy.

"It started when you praised me for being serious, talented, and serious."