
Chapter 6 The Patriarch's Mother (6)
Jiang Jianguo still could not bear his son starving, and put Jiang Xiaobao on the sofa: "Sit here and watch TV, Father will give you something to eat."
Yin Yin Yin corrected some homework and was about to pour a glass of water when she saw Jiang Jianguo who was cooking noodles in the kitchen.
As soon as Jiang Jianguo saw him, she immediately smiled shyly, her expression a little cowardly: "Xiaobao is hungry, I'll cook him something."
"Come, you should be tired, go take a shower and rest early."
Seeing Yin Yin Yin not angry, Jiang Jianguo heaved a sigh of relief, lamenting his wife still deeply loved her son.
"Okay, I'll hand it to you."
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"Dad, it smells really good." Jiang Xiaobao, who was extremely hungry, smelled it and could not help but swallow.
Just turned his head and saw Yin Yin coming out of his face.
"Mom" he whispered.
While lowering his face, Yin Yin pulled Jiang Xiaobao beside him, lowered his head and asked, "Is Xiaobao hungry?"
Jiang Xiaobao immediately nodded.
"Want to eat noodles?"
Jiang Xiaobao nodded again and touched his fat belly.
"You can eat noodles. Are you there, see? That's the food you just threw away. You clean up, and I'll give you noodles. " Yin Yin specifically left the place untidy.
Hearing that he had to do something, Jiang Xiaobao thought about it in an instant, tears streaming down his eyes, but he did not dare to cry when facing his mother who had changed.
"Mom, Xiaobao is hungry and wants to eat noodles." He pulled up Yinyin's sleeves with his small hands and said in a flirtatious manner.
Yin Yin Yin shook her head in a stern manner: "No, Mother said, you must clean the place before you can eat noodles."
Yin Yin Yin placed her face in front of him.
Jiang Xiaobao's stomach growled again, and his eyes were fixed on him.
"Want to eat? Then clean up."
In the end, Jiang Xiaobao took a broom and a rag.
Five-year-old Jiang Xiaobao has a lot of power and can handle brooms, but he never eats his own food. He looks so clumsy with a broom.
Little by little, he swept the rice and meat into the broom, with an extremely sad expression on his face, and looked at Yin Yin from time to time.
Yin Yin Yin looked at him without any helping intention.
After cleaning, Yin Yin Wipes a small part of the floor with a rag.
Actually, he did not clean well, but Yin Yin did not intend to stop him.
For a long time, Jiang Xiaobao sat on the ground: "Mom, it's done."
"Well, that's great."
"Then ma'am, can Xiaobao eat noodles now?" Jiang Xiaobao rubbed his stomach with his fat little hands, "Everything is flat."
“Does Xiaobao know where he was wrong today?” Yin Yin asked warmly.
Jiang Xiaobao's eyes were slightly empty, and his small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Yin Yin gave him an analysis: "First: my sister's toy, said to my sister, is the property of my sister, Xiaobao can not rob her, if you like, You can ask my sister, if my sister agreed to lend it to you, you can play, of course you can borrow it. I'll pay it back. You know?"
"Second: Xiaobao was five years old and was an older child. He had to learn to eat by himself. At your age, my sister can not only eat alone, but also bathe and dress herself. Can I eat by myself? starting tomorrow?"
Jiang Xiaobao bit his little finger, and finally nodded.
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