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"En Biao, why did you forget to bring your math textbook?"

"Didn't you just check your schoolbag yesterday?"

"Also, why are you making so many homework mistakes?"

Severe reprimands came from the room, mixed with Enbiao's low whimpering sound, and if you listened closer, you could even hear a thick crackling sound.

Unable to bear it any longer, Naying opened the door. "Hyunja, it's all right."

Hyun Ja stopped, Eun Pyo quickly rubbed her raised butt, and asked Na Young for help with her big eyes wet with tears.

When the child pretended to be pitiful, his eyes were exactly the same as his mother's.Naying sighed in her heart how many times she had softened her heart because of this, but she still knelt down and took Eunbiao into her arms. "Eun Biao didn't do anything bad."

"Yesterday I asked him to tidy up his schoolbag, but he was playful and went to bed late, so you had to help him deliver his textbooks in the morning──Eunbiao, why are you bothering others so much!" Seeing Eunbiao huddled in Naying's arms, Hyunja's expression Tighter.

"I'm not someone else." Naying said something in a low voice, seeing that Hyunja didn't seem to hear, she quickly changed her tone and said, "Eunbiao was just playing around for a while, it's fine if I say it this time."

"Naying──" Hyunja's tone was a little displeased, but seeing Naying shaking her head and begging for mercy, Eunbiao held onto Naying's sleeve tightly again.After a stalemate for a while, he reluctantly turned and left.

"Is Enbiao still crying?" Patting Enbiao on the back, the bulging steamed stuffed bun face was filled with tears and turned into a steamy steamed bun just out of the oven.

"I want to listen to my mother..." She showed a sensible look for a while, and soon her eyes were full of tears. "But I really wanted to play with blocks yesterday..."

"Did Enbiao finish her homework yesterday before playing with building blocks?"

Baozi flicked his face to the left and right.

"Well, that's why Mom was a little angry. She was a little bit aggressive with Enbiao just now." Naying nodded in agreement. "But did Enbiao realize that mom is only angry with Enbiao?"

Taking a breath through his nose, Eun Pyo held back his tears and looked at Na Young curiously.

"Mom likes Enbiao, so when Enbiao does something wrong, Mom will scold you because she cares. If someone else did something wrong today, Mom wouldn't be so fierce to others, right?"

Enbiao seemed to understand but didn't understand, and asked after a while: "But Mom likes Auntie very much, but why doesn't she scold Auntie?"

Looking at Enbiao speechlessly, this way of asking and answering questions is indeed hereditary.Scratching Eun Pyo's hair, Naying smiled slightly: "This kind of liking is different. But Eun Pyo must be the baby that mother likes, you know?"

After coaxing Eun Biao to bed, Na Ying walked out of the room beating her arms, and returned to her own room, only to hear an angry voice in a low voice:

"Kim Na Young, you're drinking coffee again──"

"And the cup was not washed──"

"Used things are scattered---"

While tidying up the room, reading from the bottles and cans on the table to the pillows and sheets on the bed, Hyunja walked up to someone who was blocking the door with a pile of things to throw away and wash, with an overly angry look in her eyes Instead, with a touch of flattery.

"Borrowed──"

Even the short word "borrowed" can be heard repeatedly in my ears.Naying thought to herself that she was really sick.

"How long are you going to stand at the door?" With the rising tone, the pile of things in Xianzi's hand also piled into Naying's arms. "I tidy up my own things, and I don't care about other people's things."

"..." Naying tried hard to put on a pitiful look, but this is really not her strong point, so she had to give up this move and continue to speak calmly and rationally, "Are you angry?"

"no."

"You haven't been too happy since the beginning." Otherwise, Hyunja wouldn't ask herself to do the housework.

"Eunbiao..." Xianzi looked away, and it was only after a while that she heard her say, "I was teaching Enbiao just now, you shouldn't keep defending him, you will spoil him."

"Also, drinking this coffee to stay up late recently will hurt your stomach."

"I was in a panic when I went out, and left without taking a few bites of breakfast."

Seeming to have found more and more crimes, Xianzi gradually became plausible, from one to ten, just counting for her without lifting a finger.

Naying hugged a bunch of things, and stood dryly at the door of her room as punishment. Although she thought that the mistakes she made were not much different from that of Enbiao, Enbiao was complaining just now that Hyunja didn't scold her. Xianzi is much more cruel to her!

"... Are you listening to what I said?" Xianzi leaned closer, and it seemed that his anger had subsided a lot, and his eyes were the same as usual, with a gentle gleam after the aftermath subsided.

"I see. I will eat more breakfast, drink less coffee, and keep the table clean... If you have any other matters, just write a note and find a place to post it. I will abide by it one by one."

Listening to the serious tone, it was Xianja who laughed out loud, and took Naying's belongings with her hands. "You should go to bed early."

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

After stepping through the door, Hyunja walked outside. "There are so many things to collect, and I throw them here and there when I get busy..."

Naying jogged to keep up with Hyunja, and could hear some whispers.

"You haven't told me why you're so angry?"

"I'm not angry."

"If this continues, even Enbiao will ignore you."

"Anyway, Enbiao is better than you."

"Is it because Eun Pyo is better than me, so you are unhappy?"

"Kim Na Young, wash your own cup by yourself──"

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