After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

There are two extroverts in the family with terrible social skills. No matter how shy and introverted Wen Yinuo is, he was pulled in to fully integrate into the group.

It's not just about integrating into the small family of three.

Everyone in the whole village knows that Wen Jian's family has a beautiful and well-behaved child who is as cute as a baby.

The adults were okay, they just made a few jokes and it was over.

It’s different for children who are naturally curious.

This was the 23rd time in the past half month that Wen Cheng was pestered by his classmates with questions, and finally the questions turned to Wen Yinuo.

"Wen Cheng, do you really have a younger brother?"

“Wen Cheng Wen Cheng! Is your brother really that good-looking?”

"Wen Cheng, Wen Cheng! I've seen on TV that the older child is always disliked when there is a second child in the family. Does Aunt Wen dislike you now?"

Wen Cheng looked at them one by one while packing his schoolbag.

"One, two, three... I remember them all." He bared his teeth and smiled threateningly, "Don't even think about copying my homework this semester!"

All the inquiries suddenly turned into wails.

Wen Cheng took the opportunity to slip out.

The young boy did not go home. Instead, he turned left and right into an alley, took out a cloth bag from the interlayer of his schoolbag, opened it, and counted out the pocket money he had saved for more than half a month, one by one.

Well, that's enough.

Enough for him to buy the wind chime that Xiaobao liked at first sight.

——Although he didn’t quite understand what a wind chime was.

But when he thought that Xiaobao would like it, Wen Cheng felt that it would be worth it even if he saved up for half a year to buy it, let alone more than half a month!

at home.

Wen Yinuo held the picture book that Wen Jian had bought for him two days ago, sat next to her, and turned the pages one by one.

A picture book doesn’t have many pages to begin with, and Wen Yinuo, who only reads the words, can finish it in just two seconds.

After he finished, he started to get bored.

I glanced around but couldn't find anything I wanted to play.

He simply walked up to Wen Jian, and when he saw Wen Jian holding a needle and moving his hands, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mom!" the boy called out sweetly, "Can I learn to embroider this picture with you?"

Both sides are different, and they look amazing.

Wen Jian was stunned for a moment, put away the needle in her hand, moved the half-finished double-sided embroidery aside, picked up Wen Yinuo and sat him on her lap:

"Xiaobao wants to learn?"

Wen Yinuo rubbed his mother's face: "Yes."

"I want to learn everything my mom knows!"

He has been following Wen Jian these days, watching the villagers in the village. Whenever they have any problem, they come to Wen Jian.

The animals I raise at home are sick, the vegetables I grow are sick, some tools at home are broken, how should I plant the new ones I bought...

Lots and lots.

Wen Jian can always solve the problem perfectly.

"Mom is amazing." Wen Yinuo's face, which was not even the size of a palm, was very serious. "I can do everything."

"I want to be as awesome as my mom!"

"Hahahahahahaha." Wen Jian laughed heartily. He held Wen Yinuo in one hand and took out his phone with the other hand to start recording. "Come on, Xiaobao, say it again, how is mommy?"

"Mom is awesome!" Wen Yinuo exclaimed, "Mom is the most awesome person in the world!"

"Where's your brother?" Wen Jian paused the recording. "What does Xiaobao think of your brother?"

Wen Yinuo was silent for a moment.

After a long time, she finally said, "Brother is very good to me, I like him."

"Yeah, mom knows this." Wen Jian's eyes were full of impatience, "Xiaobao, do you think your brother is awesome?"

Wen Yinuo showed a difficult expression on his face: "Impressive, right?"

"But only a little! Not as good as mommy!"

Wen Jian kissed Zi Zi on the face several times:

"That's right! Don't you see who I am, your mother? I..."

Wen Jian paused halfway through his speech.

In the face of Wen Yinuo's doubtful gaze, Wen Jian smiled gently:

"Oh, that was a long time ago. Let's not talk about it anymore."

"Mom is just an ordinary person now."

Children are very curious and have good memories but also good forgetfulness.

Even though Wen Yinuo was very curious, why did Wen Jian only finish half of his words.

But in the next second, his attention was diverted by Wen Jian's words, "I suddenly remembered that the things I ordered two days ago will be delivered today."

"What what!" Wen Yinuo jumped down excitedly, ran to the door and grabbed the door frame, "What did mom buy?"

"We'll get it now!"

"Hmm... a lot." Wen Jian pretended to think seriously for a while, "Mom doesn't remember it clearly either."

"But I'm sure there's one in there that Xiaobao will absolutely love."

As far as I can remember, it seems, probably... a delicate yet cute sky blue wind chime?

This made Wen Yinuo even more curious.

"Don't worry." Wen Jian said as he contacted the deliveryman, "Let's wait for my brother."

Two hours passed, and Wen Cheng still hadn't returned home.

Wen Yinuo gradually went from being curious about what Wen Jian bought to being worried about Wen Cheng.

"Why hasn't my brother come back yet?" Wen Yinuo's voice dropped significantly, "Mom, let's go find my brother."

According to the time, Wen Cheng should have returned home an hour ago.

Wen Jian looked at the latest news from the deliveryman and curled his lips:

"Need not."

"With your brother's personality, I don't know where he would have ended up. Don't worry about him."

——Although the actual situation was that she didn’t know what Wen Cheng was doing specifically.

But there is one thing that Wen Jian can guarantee 100% -

Wen Cheng is absolutely safe.

Since people are safe, there is no need to worry about looking for them.

Children always need a space of their own.

If adults are too strict and keep a close eye on everything, it will only backfire.

Wen Yinuo is an obedient baby and listens to his mother very much.

"Okay." He ran back and hugged Wen Jian, "Then when are we going to pick up the things we bought?"

Just as the words fell, another voice so loud that it hurt the ears came:

"Mom! Xiaobao! I'm back!"

Wen Jian opened the window and yelled back:

"I'm not deaf!"

Wen Cheng rarely responded. He took off his shoes and came in holding a beautifully wrapped gift box.

"I bought a very beautiful wind chime for Xiaobao!"

Wen Cheng said excitedly as he opened the gift box.

When Wen Jian opened the gift box and saw what was inside, his heart skipped a beat.

So familiar...

Wait, isn’t this the wind chime that she had her eyes on and had already bought, except for giving it to Wen Yinuo?

How did he end up in the hands of Wen Cheng?

"Where are you from?" Wen Jian asked unhappily.

"I bought it!" Wen Cheng happily took out the wind chime and showed it to others, "I saved up for more than half a month to buy it!"

"The boss told me that we only have one of this style!"

Wen Jian almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

After half an hour.

Wen Cheng received the goods and took out the same wind chime from the goods, and let out a sharp explosion.

"Why is there another one here!" Wen Cheng was about to break down, "The boss clearly said there was only one!"

"You've been cheated." Wen Jian snatched the wind chime he bought and handed it to Wen Yinuo.

"Look, little baby! Mommy knows you'll like it as soon as she sees it."

"No!" Wen Cheng squeezed over, "Xiaobao must like me more!"

Wen Yinuo looked at the wind chime in Wen Jian's hand, then looked at the wind chime hanging on the side, and fell into rare silence.

Aren't these two exactly the same?

What is there to argue about?