After escaping from famine, the evil stepmother was pampered by the villain Zaizai Tuan

Jiang Xiaohua held her waist with one hand and looked at the four cubs with an attitude of "No matter what you say, I'm not afraid."

The four little ones exchanged glances.

Liu Ming shook his head, "As the saying goes, what you think about during the day is what you dream about at night. What you think about is what you see."

Liu Guang was expressionless: "You can mistake someone for Mr. Li and still be so happy, smiling like a flower."

Xiao Miaomiao added with a sweet smile, "Mother has been in a daze since Mr. Li left."

Liu Yong hesitated for a moment, and under the urging of his younger brothers and sisters, he made the final conclusion:

"So, Mom must be thinking about Mr. Li."

"What, why do I miss you..." Jiang Xiaohua was a little angry, "Why do I miss Li Yuanzhi?"

Liu Ming explained seriously, "The so-called caring is just like what the Book of Songs says."

"Guan Guan Jiu Jiu is in the river island, and the gentle lady and gentleman are very jealous."

Liu Yong nodded, "On the other hand, there are gangsters and gentlemen, and ladies are jealous. This is human nature."

Jiang Xiaohua held her forehead, feeling a little dizzy, "Hello everyone, just one word each, and you've got a tattoo for me, right?"

"Is this what you learned when I sent you to school?"

Liu Guang frowned, looking a little impatient.

But what he said was very considerate, "We are our own family. If you really miss Mr. Li, don't be shy in front of us."

"Although we sincerely respect Mr. Li, our elbows must be turned inwards."

"It shouldn't be too difficult to help you capture Mr. Li."

Jiang Xiaohua was so stunned that her jaw almost dropped.

In her previous life, she had always heard from her comrades that raising children tested one's temper and that trying to reason with children raised blood pressure.

She originally only listened to it as a joke, but after laughing, she didn't take it seriously.

At this moment, she finally experienced it personally.

What does it feel like to be choked to death and angry to death by your own kid?

And there are four of her here!

The four little guys cooperate with each other, step by step, and the combined lethality is definitely greater than one times four!

Jiang Xiaohua thought repeatedly in her heart, I am a democratic parent and a modern and civilized person.

You can't cover your mouth and say anything, let alone domestic violence against children...

She felt her emotions were under control and tried to convince others with reason again, "I really don't have this idea."

"I'm too busy opening a store right now, so why would I want to do this?"

"Besides," Jiang Xiaohua grinned, "it's not like you don't understand Wei Niang."

"I have always liked to take the initiative and never procrastinate in doing things."

"If I really cared about him, I would have taken action for him long ago."

"Do you need help from you kids?"

After she said that, she smiled with a certain amount of calmness, waved her sleeves with a certain amount of disdain, turned around and walked towards the main room.

I saw Jiang Xiaohua's back, calm and calm, and her steps steady and majestic.

There is quite a detached aura of a worldly master who "cannot mess with my heart".

The four little cubs stood in the yard and looked at each other.

Are you really thinking too much?

However, they didn't see Jiang Xiaohua enter the room, and her otherworldly figure immediately collapsed.

She paced back and forth in a panic, saying to herself, "What am I thinking about?"

"He is a noble young man in trouble. Am I the kind of person who takes advantage of others' danger?"

"Haha, I still have something to think about and see. Am I the kind of person with a love brain? Yes!"

"Children's nonsense cannot be trusted, cannot be trusted!"

Jiang Xiaohua gradually calmed down, turned around and leaned close to the door curtain like a thief, and listened outside.

yard.

Four little beans gathered in a circle and had a serious discussion.

Liu Guang frowned and said, "I don't think what she said is just pretending."

"Is it true that we think too much and get the wrong idea?"

Liu Ming has read many books and has rich theoretical experience. “Adults like to talk duplicity.”

“Otherwise I wouldn’t have written so many poems.”

He paused and looked at everyone, "Also, Mom may be worried about us."

"So I don't want to face my thoughts about Mr. Li."

Liu Yong pondered, "I've been looking at my mother lately, and she's always lost her mind. Today, I even recognized the wrong person."

"I'm really worried that if things continue like this, she will become lovesick like the storyteller said."

The four little ones looked at each other, all worried.

Xiao Miaomiao's eyes were already red, "I don't want my mother to be lovesick!"

Liu Guang said, "Then find a way to make her face her heart!"

Liu Yong thought for a moment, then raised his hand to signal his younger siblings to come closer.

"That's what I think. Recently we have been..."

"Then, when Mr. Li comes back, it's OK..."

"Anyway...must..."

Jiang Xiaohua kept bending her head in the room and listened against the curtain for a long time.

Her waist was sore, but the curtain was too thick, so she didn't hear anything.

Children's footsteps were heard approaching.

Jiang Xiaohua hurriedly jumped up and quickly rushed to the table.

Xiao Miaomiao was the first to run in and saw her mother sitting there, peeling oranges.

The little girl opened her hands, threw herself on Jiang Xiaohua's knees and hugged her, her little face touching.

"Mother~~"

Jiang Xiaohua laughed, put down the orange, and raised her hand to stroke the little girl's sweaty temples.

"What's wrong? It's so cold outside and you're sweating."

Xiao Miaomiao lay on Jiang Xiaohua's lap and shook her head, "It's okay, I'm just in a hurry."

"Urgent?" Jiang Xiaohua was confused.

Liu Ming calmly smoothed things over, "Miaomiao is just thirsty and rushed back to drink water."

"Oh." Jiang Xiaohua responded, then remembered that she had not opened the door of the charcoal stove.

She stood up, opened the door, and boiled a pot of water.

Fortunately, there is still some hot water in the thermos on the table.

Liu Guang poured half the bowl and said, "Miaomiao, aren't you thirsty? Drink quickly."

He said, winking suggestively, "The weather is dry, drinking more water is good for your health."

Xiao Miaomiao glanced at her second brother with some embarrassment.

Although she was not thirsty, she took it and drank it.

She thought to herself that Mr. Li was right, you should not lie all the time.

Because once you create a lie, you have to use many lies to make up for it.

It’s so strenuous!

Jiang Xiaohua added two pieces of charcoal to the stove, sat down again, and handed the peeled orange to Xiao Miaomiao.

"It's good to eat oranges if you're thirsty."

Xiao Miaomiao burped and turned the empty bowl over for everyone to see.

"Miaomiao is already full, there's no need to eat."

The truth is, I really can’t eat anymore.

Hong Bean Bao and Wu Long squeezed in front of Jiang Xiaohua, staring at the orange with bright eyes.

Jiang Xiaohua smiled and broke open the orange pulp, and a pet animal divided it into half.

"That's all for the red bean buns. I even started eating oranges."

"It's really becoming more and more human."

Two more days passed, and there was still no news from Li Yuanzhi.

Jiang Xiaohua got up early and sent the four little ones out to school. She swept the yard first.

When she reached the door of the west room where Li Yuanzhi lived, she looked at it for a while, then opened the door and walked in without knowing it.

Li Yuanzhi's room is bright and clean, simple and tidy.

Everything can be seen clearly at a glance.

Compared with when he first escaped from famine, there were four more treasures of the study and a pile of books on his desk.

There were several pieces of clothing hanging on the rack next to the bed.

Jiang Xiaohua looked over in turn, smiled and murmured, "Compared to the life he lived before."

"After he followed me, he lived a life of hardship that he had never experienced before, right?"