Jiang Xiaoxiao absentmindedly looked at the book in front of her.
Little Tang Yuan came over, tugging at Jiang Xiaoxiao’s sleeve.
His eyes looked aggrieved, and of course, they’d be perfect if they weren’t so proud.
Jiang Xiaoxiao picked up Tang Yuan, giving a kiss on the little guy’s cheek. This little guy, no one knows who he takes after, born with naturally curly hair that fluffs up once it gets long. If it weren’t for those shiny black eyes and purely Hua Country features, people might mistake him for a foreign kid.
"What do you want to eat? Mommy will make it for you!"
Tang Yuan sat in Jiang Xiaoxiao’s lap, "Mom, I want to eat little wontons."
"Okay, then Mommy will make some. Do you want to help me, or play with your toys in the room?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao ruffled the little guy’s black hair, so soft that it almost melted her heart.
The worries, guilt, and self-blame in her heart dissipated.
Tang Yuan side-eyed Jiang Xiaoxiao, his disdainful look amusing Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"You don’t believe me?"
"Mom always breaks her promises. Sometimes I think you must be a stepmother, often agreeing to things but not doing them."
"Do you know what a stepmother is?"
Tang Yuan is only three years old, yet can even say the word "stepmother."
Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed so hard she bent over.
Tang Yuan pursed his lips seriously, "Of course I know, great-grandma told me the story of Snow White and her evil stepmother, isn’t that a stepmother!"
"Tang Yuan, how can I be like Snow White’s stepmother?"
Tang Yuan’s arrogant little expression, absolute disdain, left Jiang Xiaoxiao speechless.
This son is smart, but absolutely hard to handle.
No idea who he takes after?
"You haven’t figured it out yet?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded.
"Alright, I get it. This stepmother will quickly make you little wontons, but be careful! Snow White’s stepmother gave her a poisoned apple. Think about it, what will this stepmother give you?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao pinched her son’s soft cheek, leaving with a proud smile.
Song Ziyang followed Jiang Xiaoxiao into the kitchen, completely like a little tail.
"Mom, don’t scare me! I have treasures."
Proudly raising his cartoon backpack, patting it. He liked it so much that he carried it everywhere.
Inside were all his favorite snacks, and of course, in a small pocket, were dried peaches that Jiang Xiaoxiao had put in for him.
It was very clear that these dried peaches weren’t to be eaten casually unless absolutely necessary.
The little guy always secretly fished out one to sneak into his mouth.
Luckily, the dried peaches Jiang Xiaoxiao made were from ordinary peach trees; if they were from the peach trees in the Spiritual Spring, she wouldn’t feel at ease.
Her son is a little glutton, and eating too much can easily lead to an overdose.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled to fulfill her son’s little wish.
"Little duck’s wontons, with fresh shrimp and pork stuffing, no ginger, not even a little bit."
Who knows who this kid takes after, but he absolutely detests ginger.
Jiang Xiaoxiao perfunctorily agreed, but kids should eat some ginger. Many times, she grinds ginger into a paste, mixes it into the stuffing, and Tang Yuan is completely unaware; it’s purely being picky.
Jiang Xiaoxiao wouldn’t indulge Tang Yuan.
This was already the Nth time Jiang Xiaoxiao did such a thing.
Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at Tang Yuan playing in the living room, feeling relieved before starting her work.
She chopped the ginger into tiny pieces.
Just as Jiang Xiaoxiao was about to put the ginger in, she heard Tang Yuan questioning behind her.
"I don’t eat ginger, you promised, I knew it, you would cheat."
Jiang Xiaoxiao’s hand trembled.
Oh my, kids these days are too smart.
"Ginger is actually a good thing, besides, you got it wrong, this is green onions."
Anyway, Tang Yuan doesn’t recognize what ginger looks like.
Jiang Xiaoxiao turned her head, looking at Tang Yuan’s puffed-up face angrily glaring at her.
"Mom, you’re lying. I saw it, you were chopping ginger just now, chopping it into fine pieces, I saw it very clearly. Didn’t you teach me not to lie? Mom, you’re being naughty!
You lied! You should be punished to sit on the thinking chair."
Jiang Xiaoxiao was stunned, he saw it?
"Tang Yuan, how did you see it? Do you have x-ray vision, how could you see..."
She paused, Jiang Xiaoxiao guiltily remembered, when she was pregnant with Tang Yuan.
Not knowing the limits, she had tasted a transparent peach.
At that time, she didn’t know Tang Yuan was already in her belly, and when she later became cautious, afraid to mess around.
When Tang Yuan was born, Jiang Xiaoxiao worried for a long time.