The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 25.025
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In the box are soft cookies made by Cheng Huan. The cookies are dotted with a few cranberry coals. They are soft and not too sweet. They are a kind of pastry that the stars like very much.
I was so disappointed when I heard that I could only eat two. He pouted and looked at his mother. It took him a while to say, "Okay."
He opened the cookie box, counted the pastries in it several times, took out a piece from it and handed it to Cheng Huan.
"Mom, you eat."
Cheng Huan cooks barbecue, always surrounded by oil smoke, and doesn’t have much appetite, but her son’s filial piety can’t be let down. She took the cookie and rubbed the star’s head with her other hand: "Okay, Mom wants this piece, let’s eat the stars."
Xingxing ran back holding the cookie box, Jiang Mingyuan went back one step ahead of him.
He sat in his original seat and watched the stars come over. The little guy put the things in his arms on the table, opened it carefully, twisted a piece of pastry from inside, squinted happily after taking a bite, and let out a sigh in his mouth.
"It's delicious!"
As if to avenge Jiang Mingyuan's greed for his hatred, the stars are particularly unquiet when eating, and they are chattering while eating. The purpose is extremely obvious.
Jiang Mingyuan is of course impossible to be greedy. He looked at the straightforward and undisguised little movements of the stars, with a gentleness in his eyes that he didn't know.
The stars were so overwhelmed that they finished eating two cookies in a short while.
He ate the last thing in his hand, then reached out and grabbed a piece of it inside. While grabbing it, he counted the number inside. Once he counted the stars, he was taken aback, as if the sky was falling down.
Jiang Mingyuan saw his face change in a short period of time, a little strange and a little worried: "What's wrong with you."
"I ate too much." Xingxing cried and felt that he had failed his mother's trust. He put the cookie on his hand into the box and counted it again.
Hey, it's up again... what's going on?
Xingxing was a little confused for a while, he scratched his head and decided to start the calculation again.
Two hands spread out in front of him, the star stretched out eight fingers, first broke one, it was for mother to eat, and then broke two, which is for you to eat.
The five fingers of his left hand are open, the stars counted the fingers, and then counted the cookies in the box, making sure that there are no shortages, and then he smiled.
Although he was not satisfied after only eating two, he listened to his mother again today!
Xingxing patted the box with five cookies left and closed the lid contentedly. He put the things aside, picked up the pen again, and painted his unfinished painting.
Jiang Mingyuan didn't know what happened from beginning to end, so he saw the little guy sighing and happy for a while, and now he went to paint with a rainy day.
The child's mind is really hard to guess.
He sighed in his heart and sat a little closer. The stars had finished drawing his mother's outline and were painting.
The coloring still continued the style of his previous hot eyes. Jiang Mingyuan couldn't bear to look at it. He pinched the root of his nose, drew out the dark brown pen and handed it over.
The star didn't care about the pen that poked it, and still colored the green one in his hand on his mother's hair.
On the drawing paper, a weird "beauty" with green hair on his head, Jiang Mingyuan closed his eyes, he couldn't help but speak: "Don't you think this color is a bit strange?"
After finishing the last stroke of the star, I was appreciating it with satisfaction. He turned his head when he heard Jiang Mingyuan's voice: "I don't think so."
Jiang Mingyuan: "..."
Not only did Xing think that there was nothing wrong with the green hair, but he also thought it was very beautiful. He tilted his body and took another purple one from the pile of pens next to him to color his clothes.
Jiang Mingyuan is no longer able to say anything. He thinks that his aesthetics is quite online. Why didn't he inherit the son?
Is it a genetic mutation caused by the medicine you took at that time?
Although he knew that this speculation was unreliable, Jiang Mingyuan was still a little convinced. He scolded the culprit in his heart, and when he was ready to go back, he would find someone to make the group of people "happy" in prison. a little.
Xingxing could not finish the painting today because he was sleepy.
At nine o'clock, the little guy couldn't open his eyes. He rubbed a few times before hitting Hatche, and his energy was visibly weakened.
The little guy looks pitiful when he is too sleepy and bracing. Jiang Mingyuan has a soft heart, and he can't wait to take him back to sleep now, but no, he wants to go back to not his own house.
This kind of stall that is busy at night still doesn't work, Jiang Mingyuan stretched out his hand and patted the star on the back twice.
I heard that the mother of the child was looking for a store recently, and she should have some plans. As the father of the child, he can't say that he has nothing at all. He thought, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to the assistant.
Cheng Huan was very busy today. It was half past nine when she finished her work. She hurriedly handed over the matter to Xu Li, took off her apron and went to find her son.
Xingxing had already fallen asleep on the table, with a little saliva hanging around his mouth, Cheng Huan didn't wake him up, so he hugged him and put him in the car.
A shed was added to the tricycle to keep it out of the wind. Cheng Huan put the stars on it, covered it with clothes, and started the car to drive home.
A car started slowly, following the tricycle far behind. Jiang Mingyuan frowned while looking at the green car.
"Lao Zhang." He asked, "Do you know which kind of van is better?"
"Van car?" When Lao Zhang didn't think his boss needed this kind of car, it should be related to the person he was following. He turned around in his mind and said, "I don't know this too well. , But a nephew opened a store to sell second-hand cars. I’ll call him and ask if necessary."
"Okay, you fight..." Jiang Mingyuan swallowed the words behind him and leaned back in his chair: "Forget it."
They shouldn't be able to use the car for the time being, so they will naturally buy it when they need it. He really doesn't need to worry about it.
There are too many interventions, maybe it will lead to suspicion.
"Go back." Jiang Mingyuan said to the driver as he watched the car enter the community.
When the star arrived home, he woke up, and Cheng Huan took him in a bath, and splashed water on his body after washing.
She wiped the stars clean and took them to bed. After thinking about it, she wanted to call Xu Li and said that she would not go by at night.
Xu Li also understands that she is taking care of the child by herself, and on the other end of the phone is busy saying it's okay, just teach her things.
Hang up the phone, Cheng Huan took a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom, thinking about raising Xu Li's salary this month.
Xing Xing slept for a while before, but now he is not dozing off. Cheng Huan came out of the shower and he was not asleep.
When the little guy saw his mother, he threw the doll aside, rolled around twice to make room, and then rolled back into Cheng Huan's arms.
"Why didn't you tell me if you were sleepy today?" Cheng Huan turned off the light, slid into the bed, and covered the children with quilts.
Xingxing hugged her arm and rubbed her head: "Mom, you are busy."
"It doesn't matter if I am busy. You are the most important thing. Next time, what will you tell me the first time, do you know?"
"Got it." Xingxing replied obediently, and then told Cheng Huan about the beautiful uncle he saw today, and emphatically accused the uncle that his paintings were not good-looking.
Hmph, don't think he can't see it unless you say it, he's smart.
The star muttered in Cheng Huan's arms, saying that the uncle's vision was not good, and as he said and said, he had to take Cheng Huan to stand on the street for himself.
"Mom, do you think green hair looks good?"
Unlike Jiang Mingyuan, Cheng Huan has accepted his son’s wonderful aesthetic. The stars are very enthusiastic about painting. Every time he finishes painting, he will give her a comment. There are many times when Cheng Huan praises people. It's already possible to keep the face unchanged.
"It's pretty." Cheng Huan hadn't seen the painting, and she could almost imagine what it looked like. She closed her eyes and exaggerated, and immediately continued: "It's late, go to bed."
……
The stars were affirmed by his mother, and his arrogance was even higher. When he saw Jiang Mingyuan the next day, he put his latest masterpiece in front of him, akimbo and said, "My mother said green hair looks good."
Jiang Mingyuan, who didn't know how to come over again: "..."
So this wonderful aesthetic is inherited from the child's mother?
The November holiday is for ordinary people. For Jiang Mingyuan, it is working days all year round. He had a video conference this afternoon and he was very exhausted.
According to the past habit, he should return to the apartment to exercise for a while, and now he should have been lying in the bathtub with massage function, soothing his tight muscles.
That was his habitual life, but when Jiang Mingyuan got into the car and heard the driver ask him where he was going, he subconsciously said this address.
After speaking, he was stunned, and then convinced himself as quickly as possible.
After all, he is a biological child, so it should be more time to go and see.
When we met for the second time, the stars seemed to be more let go than yesterday. He did not draw today, but was playing with the Rubik's Cube. After the last pass, the Rubik's Cube played by the stars changed from four to nine. It's more difficult, he hasn't understood it yet.
Long time of failure is a blow to people's self-confidence. As always, Xingxing feels irritable after playing for a while.
The person next to this meeting is an outsider. He scrupulously didn't lose his temper. He just put the Rubik's Cube aside and turned his head away from it.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Mingyuan asked.
Xingxing ignored him, pretending that he couldn't hear him, and humming in his mouth.
The song is a nursery rhyme taught in kindergarten, simple and catchy, Jiang Mingyuan listened to it again, and couldn't help singing along with it in his heart.
He reacted after humming a few words in his heart, and stopped quickly, thinking about some work-related things to divert his attention, feeling that he had escaped the brainwashing of nursery rhymes before stopping.
The star sang for a while, his anger was almost gone, and he came back to play with the Rubik's Cube, played for a while and then threw it aside, turning his head away from it.
His performance gave Jiang Mingyuan a bit of guesswork. When the star dropped the Rubik's Cube for the third time, he reached out to catch it.
The little guy pouted and looked at him angrily: "Uncle, this is mine."
It's kind of food protection...
"I know it's yours, but will you play it?" Jiang Mingyuan held the Rubik's Cube in both hands, with a temptation in his words: "I can play, do you want me to teach you?"
Xingxing considered the meeting and nodded slightly.
It's easy to do if you agree. Jiang Mingyuan is relieved and feels that he is finally useful. He holds the Rubik's Cube and plays with the stars while explaining the principles.
He didn’t get along with children much, and the little guy didn’t understand what he said, and the stars didn’t care about it. More and more, the mouth of the stars grows bigger and bigger.
The last time it was rotated, all six sides of the Rubik’s Cube became the same color. The stars took over the Rubik’s Cube and exclaimed: "Uncle, you are so amazing."
Jiang Mingyuan's lips twitched slightly, and he didn't know what mentality he had and asked: "I'm good or your father is good?"
"My father." The little guy answered without hesitation.