Chapter 307 Whether to Raise A Godmother Or Not

The cold war between Fu Jing and I continued. When he came back, I wouldn't go out of my room. He would automatically go to sleep next door. I took Tingsheng with me during the day, and he and Tan Jie at night. If I wanted to sleep with him, I would bring him to my room.

It's been like this for days.

I think I should have recovered pretty much. If I hadn't done anything, I'm afraid she would have regained her strength and bitten me. And that Mangzi, I let him take advantage of that night. I don't know how his relationship with erd is now.

Fu jing helped me find out that Mangzi liked Er De, which was something everyone in their gang knew, but Er De was the eldest lady, and Master Hu didn't like Mangzi. He had been holding back his feelings.

Teaming up with Hai Yang, Mangzi didn't help much. Er De was the one behind it.

Er De and Hai Yang were an open couple, and I don't know how much affection they had, but if something like this happened, Er De could still be with Hai Yang, Mangzi could still be with Hai Yang, it was all their problem.

To put it another way, this is also my opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Knock knock knock knock, the door of my room was knocked, I quickly hid the box at hand, walked to the sofa and sat down, "Come in."

It was Tan Jie, holding onto his thunder. As soon as he came in, Tingsheng called for his mother. I picked him up with a smile. "Where are you going to sweat? You can't just take off your clothes. You'll catch a cold, okay?"

"I know." Tingsheng answered me in a soft voice, "Mom, can you play with me? Can you go out with me?"

"Okay, mom will bring tingsheng to play. Let's go." I tried to lift him up, but he couldn't hold on for a second. It was better to put him on the ground and hold him.

I looked at Tan Jie. "You've fattened Tingsheng up so much that I can hardly lift him."

"What kind of child would a man like me to feed? I'll feed him as much as you ask me to. He'll eat. He won't be picky."

Tan Jie and I went downstairs together. He was beside me with a thunderous voice, as if he didn't trust me to take care of the child alone.

The three of us went downstairs to the toy room. There was no one to clean up the toys on the floor. I sat on the mat and watched what kind of toys tingsheng picked, so I played with him.

"That day, you asked me to use my cell phone to send a wechat to mangzi. Is that the way you retaliated against her?" Tan Jie suddenly opened his mouth. I couldn't hold the thing in my hand, and the building blocks fell down.

Tingsheng curled her mouth and said that her mother was useless.

I quickly apologized. "Mom didn't put it away. I'm sorry. I promise I won't make the same mistake again, okay?"

"Mother, I want Jie uncle to accompany me." He raised his hand to hit me.

I frowned. I couldn't believe this was my son. How could he be so bad-tempered?

I sternly asked, "What were you trying to do with that move? Hit mom, right?"

Tingsheng was scared to tears by me. Tan Jie wanted to come up and pick him up. I didn't want him to come over.

I helped Tingsheng sit on his stool. "Sit down, don't cry anymore!"

He curled his lips and sat down.

"It was my fault. I apologized for letting your building block fall down, didn't I? How can you hit someone? You can even hit your mother, but what if it's someone else? Who taught you to be so bad-tempered?" I look serious.

He didn't say a word, and tears fell down one by one. I'm his mother, can I not feel pain when I look at it? But even if his heart aches, he must be taught well. Otherwise, he will grow into a crooked neck tree in the future. People will say that we didn't teach him well, and that he has a mother and no mother to teach him!

"Do you know it's wrong?"

His voice was filled with tears. "Got it."

"What's wrong?"

"You shouldn't hit mom."

"If it were someone else, would you be able to fight?"

He shook his head. "No."

"Well, how do you admit your mistake now?" My tone has not changed. I will not stop until he realizes the root of the problem.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

Only then did I reach out to wipe his tears and hold him in my arms. "If you know your mistakes, you have to change them. This is a good child. Don't be so rude to others in the future. Stop crying. Mom will get you milk."

It took me half a day to coax this kid.

Tan Jie watched the whole time without interrupting. When I was done, he gave me a thumbs-up. "I didn't see that you were a good teacher."

"This is not a set. This is the most traditional and direct method. He's still young. If you don't tell him the first time you did something wrong, he won't think it was wrong. It will be difficult to change it in the future."

He smiled at me. "If my mother taught me this when I was young, maybe I..."

Tan Jie rarely talked about his parents, and I don't know what happened to him. I can only judge from his past actions and words that he was not from an ordinary happy family.

"Come on, maybe our mother has tried her best. My mother died early, but it doesn't stop me from loving her."

Tan Jie hung his head, and a few strands of his bangs hung down from his forehead. "I love my mother too, but she's actually doing fine. It's good enough to be here today."

"You are satisfied." I patted him on the shoulder.

He raised his voice and said, "Now that I have a free son, my life is complete."

If it had been in the past, I would have asked him to start a family of his own and have a child of his own, but now I won't. I know it's not his home, at least not what he imagined it to be.

"Tan Jie, if one day you think of something you're interested in, do it. Tingsheng will grow up. You mustn't be tied down by him. There's also Ah Jing and me."

He simply answered me and said, "I have a hunch that he will probably leave me soon."

When Fu Jing came back in the evening, I was in the living room and hadn't gone upstairs. I hadn't spoken or communicated for a few days. In a trance, I thought he was a little strange and I missed him a little.

I can't remember why we fought and fought, but I can't do it if I keep my head down first.

I don't want to spoil him, I don't want to take the initiative to coax him, I admit it's my fault.

"Chen Qing, make a pot of tea. I want to play chess with Fu Jing." Wu ying said.

I made a sound and took out the tea set under the coffee table to make tea. Wu ying taught me how to make tea. I used to make tea for them when she played chess.

But after I made tea today, Wu Ying was very dissatisfied, and even Fu Jing didn't like my tea.

Wu ying said, "This tea is too bitter."

"Then I'll make another pot."

"You can't soak it now. Stop." Wu Ying had something to say, but at the same time, Fu Jing drank all the tea in his cup.

I grabbed Fu Jing's glass. "It's so bitter. Stop drinking. I'll pour you some water."

"No need." Fu Jing didn't even look at me. Instead, he focused on his chessboard. I was momentarily embarrassed and froze on the spot.