Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

"Sister Xiuxiu, where are you going?"

At the entrance of Dongda Street, Aunt Zhao was sitting at the entrance of the alley eating melon seeds. She saw Lin Xiu walking out with a basket and asked curiously.

Lin Xiu smiled softly: "Miaomiao has been staying in the academy for a few days. I'm going to see her."

These days, Lin Xiu is unable to do anything without a fussy little kid at home.

After finally getting to the day that was agreed upon, Lin Xiu got up early in the morning to pack her things and planned to go to the academy to see her little boy.

I don’t know if Miaomiao has lost weight.

Lin Xiu thought in her heart.

Lin Xiu frowned worriedly. Lin Xiu was not very confident in her eldest son's cub-raising skills.

Aunt Zhao nodded. Speaking of which, she hadn't seen Miaomiao in a few days.

To be honest, Aunt Zhao is also very thoughtful.

Such a big kid, a white and tender little ball, who would call out to others when he encountered her, and whose little mouth was as sweet as if it had been smeared with honey. He was just like those in the alley who would go to bed without being beaten for three days. Fangjiewa's little brat is completely different.

Every time we meet Miaomiao, everyone is in a great mood.

In such a situation, how could anyone not like Miaomiao.

"By the way, I have peanuts and melon seeds here. You can go over and give Miaomiao a taste."

She grabbed two handfuls of peanuts and melon seeds from her pocket, and suddenly became addicted to feeding Miaomiao. Aunt Zhao enthusiastically stuffed the handfuls into Lin Xiu's pocket.

Lin Xiu took two steps back and waved her hands: "Why are you so embarrassed, aunt? I can't help it. Please take it back."

We are all ordinary people. It is not easy for anyone to make money these days. How can Lin Xiu have the nerve to ask for something from her aunt.

"Hey, take it," Aunt Zhao patted Lin Xiu's shoulder and said disapprovingly, "I'm giving this to Miaomiao, not you. It doesn't matter if you refuse. Just treat it as a child's snack. Son, it’s not worth a lot of money. If you refuse like this, you don’t look down on this thing, right? Then I’ll be angry.”

After saying that, his face drooped, looking really bluffing.

Lin Xiu was helpless: "Mom, don't be angry. You know I didn't mean that."

Aunt Zhao was very stubborn: "If you don't accept it, you just don't like it because I don't like it."

Old people are probably like this. When you like someone from the bottom of your heart, you want to give that person everything you have.

Lin Xiu, a gentle and gentle scholar, how could she compete with the aunt who had experienced many battles with scholars, but she finally accepted the things.

This was not the first time she came to Tiancheng Academy. After arriving at the entrance of the academy, Lin Xiu briefly explained to the boy at the door, and then walked to Songzhuyuan in a familiar way.

After knocking on the door, Lin Xiu expected to see her precious daughter for the first time. After all, when she was at home, whenever a neighbor came over, the little one would always be the fastest one, running to open the door without any hesitation. Receive guests.

But this time it was different from what Lin Xiu thought.

When he looked up, he saw that familiar face.

"Where's Miaomiao?" Lin Xiu looked a little disappointed and looked into the yard, but she didn't see the little chubby boy who had been thinking about it day and night.

Mu Tingyu was used to it and didn't think there was any problem.

My sister is the cutest, most beautiful, and most well-behaved sister in the world. Let alone my mother, even he himself always puts Miaomiao first.

"Miaomiao was invited by the mountain chief's wife." Mu Tingyu told Lin Xiu about Miaomiao's whereabouts.

Lin Xiu frowned: "Mrs. Shanchang? Then when will Miaomiao come back? I specially made Miaomiao's favorite osmanthus cake, but it won't taste as good after being stored for a long time."

This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is made with carefully selected sweet-scented osmanthus. It tastes mellow and sweet. This is the best time to enjoy it.

"By the way," Lin Xiu clapped her hands, and without waiting for Mu Tingyu's reply, she rummaged in her pocket for a while. Finally, she raised her head, holding a tightly wrapped small jar in her hand, "This is Brother Yu, see if you can get used to the pickled mustard made by my mother."

After looking at the rough clay pot and then at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake wrapped in a beautiful embroidered handkerchief embroidered with butterflies, Mu Tingyu stared at Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu glanced at the two far apart objects hesitantly and asked confidently: "What's wrong?"

Mu Tingyu: "..."

"nothing."

"If mother can't wait, you can also go to Qichi's house to find Miaomiao. It just so happens that I have a question that I need to ask Mr. Shanchang. We can go there together."

They are all fake. In fact, Mu Tingyu just wanted to do it.

It had only been less than an hour since he left, and this elder sister-in-law could no longer hold back.

"Is this okay? Isn't it too rude? Doesn't Mrs. Shanchang have any objections to you?"

Lin Xiu still loved her son very much and said hesitantly.

"It's okay. The mountain chief and his wife are open-minded and won't get angry over such trivial matters."

Shaking his head, Mu Tingyu comforted his mother's heart.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Lin Xiu was relieved when she heard this and kept nodding.

When they arrived at Qichi House, Mu Tingyu briefly told Zhao Huaijin about Lin Xiu's situation, and Zhao Huaijin readily asked the maid to lead Lin Xiu to the garden.

Along the way, Lin Xiu carefully lowered her eyes, not looking around at all, for fear that her frivolous behavior would make people laugh at Miaomiao and Brother Yu for having a shallow and frivolous mother.

"Mrs. Lin, this is it. Miss Miaomiao is enjoying the flowers and running with her."

At the entrance of the garden, the maid stopped and pointed to Lin Xiu where Miaomiao was.

Lin Xiu looked up and saw the little daughter she missed so much.

I lost weight and lost a lot of fat on my face.

The first time she saw Miaomiao, Lin Xiu felt heartbroken.

Her Miaomiao was obviously round, so why did it deflate after staying here for a few days?

After carefully observing every part of Miaomiao, Lin Xiu consciously looked at the people around Miaomiao.

This is remarkable.

How come her son is so affectionate with other women? !

Lin Xiu felt uncomfortable at that time.

"Miaomiao."

Subconsciously, Lin Xiu blurted out, like a wife caught in rape, with a sad and sad tone.

Hearing the sound, Miaomiao suddenly became excited.

Turning around, the little guy met his mother's sad eyes.

!!!

The little boy still didn't understand the reason for this guilty feeling, but his body honestly let go of Meng Baiying's hand.

He even took two cowardly steps back, pretending that he was not the one holding the hand.

Meng Baiying felt that her palms were empty. She lowered her head and looked at Miaomiao, only to find that Miaomiao's eyes were focused together.

Following the little guy's gaze, Meng Baiying saw a woman dressed plainly.

"Mother, you are here."