Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Jiang Xinyuan remembered that in his previous life, there was once when Huo Run did something wrong. Guo Na waited for everyone to leave before criticizing and educating Huo Run alone. That was something he saw by accident. Huo Run was crying. Could it be that his mother wanted to criticize and educate him too?
He wasnât afraid of his motherâs criticism, but he didnât want her to be unhappv! Hence, he subconsciouslv said, âMom, soâ¦â
However, before he could say anything, Fu Xin reached out and pinched his mouth.
Fu Xin pinched him into a duckâs mouth. The childâs little mouth was tender and soft. It felt good to pinch. She pinched it twice more. As she pinched it, she teased, âWhose duck is this? Gagaga? Why are you so talkative?â
Jiang Xinyuan blinked and looked at her obediently as his mother pinched his lips.
Fu Xinâs heart softened. This child seemed to be self-taught. He was especially good at controlling her thoughts and always made her surrender. âCome and smile for Mommy! Stop pouting.â
Jiang Xinyuan smiled, revealing two cute and chubby dimples.
Fu Xin poked his dimples with her other hand and pretended to be surprised. âDuckling is so cute. You actually have dimples.â
Jiang Xinyuan could not help but laugh. Fu Xin looked at him and smiled. The two of them looked at each other and laughed silently for a while.
âThatâs more like it.â Fu Xin tapped his little nose gently. There was a doting tone in her tone and actions that even she didnât notice. âDid you do something wrong? You clearly didnât do anything wrong. Why are you apologizing? Didnât Mom tell you not to apologize for no reason?â
Jiang Xinyuan looked at his mother in a daze. His eyes and nose were a little sore. His motherâs voice was so gentle, and his mother seemed to be coaxing him. This made him want to cry again, but he was a man. If he cried for no reason, his mother would think that he was not a man, right? He did not want his mother to misunderstand that he was weak, so he tried his best to hold back his tears.
âI donât want to upset Mumâ¦â he whispered, his head down.
Fu Xin sighed softly. This child was especially sensitive. Thinking of his experiences in the past five years, he developed an extremely fawning personality. He cared too much about her and ignored others.
Although she was the beneficiary of this situation, Fu Xin didnât need to control a five-year-old child so despicably. Therefore, as long as she was still his mother, she had to think of a way to correct Jiang Xinyuanâs personality. She suddenly said, âLetâs have a competition.â
Jiang Xinyuan raised his head and looked at her. He did not understand what she meant, nor did he understand why his mother would say such things in the next second. He subconsciously tilted his head.
Fu Xin couldnât help but reach out again. She held his little face with both hands and rubbed it in circles. This child was too cute.
âHavenât you always been afraid that Iâll be angry? Then test my patience. If you do something to make me angry, Iâll lose. If Iâm not angry, youâll lose.â As Fu Xin spoke, she couldnât help but give herself a thumbs up in her heart. She really admired her intelligence.
This âsmall gameâ could not only induce Jiang Xinyuan to walk out of his small world, it could also let him try to observe peopleâs expressions and increase his EQ through daily practice. As expected of her to think of such a smart idea.
Jiang Xinyuan thought about it and nodded seriously. Just now, it was his mother who made him happy. Now, let him make his mother happy! Since his mother had said so, he would do as she said.
If Fu Xin knew his cute thoughts, she would probably be even more helpless. However, she was still very excited and eager to try. âThen why donât you try it first?â
Jiang Xinyuan thought about it and said, âMom, please donât talk to Aunt Chen n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Xiaomei in the future, okay?â
Hearing this, Fu Xin was a little surprised. âYou donât like her that much?â Although she didnât approve of Chen Xiaomeiâs actions, that was Chen Xiaomeiâs character. She didnât have to ignore her anymore.
âYes, I donât like her!â After saying that, Jiang Xinyuan was afraid that he was not firm enough, so he nodded vigorously. âI really donât like her!â
âI understand. Iâll agree to your request, but Iâm not angry at all, so you lost this round.â Fu Xin raised her hand.
Jiang Xinyuan obediently stretched his head over.
Fu Xin pinched him gently. In her previous life, she was very strong. She slapped a boy until he cried, but she couldnât remember why. However, she felt that when she was with Jiang Xinyuan, she would involuntarily become gentle..