Chapter 206 Feeling good about yourself

But are they the kind of obedient and sensible children?

Obviously not!

Since she entered this house, Wen Yue has never called her mom, but Wen Yi has called her, but with her sister Wen Yue watching, every time she calls her mom, she doesn't mean it.

Only Wen Yu, the youngest, kept calling her mother, but the little girl was really timid. She just spoke louder and she became timid, as if she had caught her in some way.

She was so angry that she was so angry.

And then again, didn’t she teach those three little girls how to film? Not to mention other times, even during this summer vacation, when did she not let them practice calligraphy and take out the books and read them?

It was Wenyue Wenyi who listened to her words at all, just perfunctory, pretending, behind her back, and still played as she wanted, but she was just a stepmother, she could just say a few nice words, but once she got started Beatings and scoldings await her - the stepmother is really vicious!

Suman is full of complex feelings at this moment. She knew that it would be difficult to be a stepmother before she married her sister Su Qing, but after she became a stepmother, she realized it firsthand!

As a stepmother, this means that you have to bear the criticism and evaluation of others all the time.

But if the child is your own, if he or she has done something wrong or if the mother is displeased with it, it doesn’t matter if you criticize, educate, or even beat or scold him or her. After all, the child is born by yourself. Is it okay for the mother? Can't you discipline me strictly?

But once you are a stepchild, let alone beating or scolding, even if you say a few harsh words, you will be criticized if you don't do it right! Moreover, if the stepchild is sensitive and is stirred up by someone with malicious intentions, it is easy for him to turn a small matter into a big one, thinking that the stepmother is not a good person, looking for trouble for nothing, and is specifically trying to make things difficult for the child.

As her thoughts turned to this, Suman felt bitter and uncomfortable. She did not deny that she did not treat the three little girls at home as her own children from the bottom of her heart. However, she did not treat them badly, right? !

She has food and clothing, and at the same time cares about their studies. I want to ask, isn't it good enough for her to treat them like this?

“You…just calm down!”

Wen Siyuan didn't know what Suman was thinking. Seeing the other person's expression changing, he felt very upset for a moment and couldn't help but get up and walk towards the study.

Collecting her thoughts, Suman said, "I'm very calm!" Although she looked as gentle as jade, she seemed to have changed a lot these days. If she asked her, it was all the fault of her neighbor's surname Jiang.

If it hadn't been for her appearance, would Wen Siyuan be able to compare her to her at every turn, and be able to criticize her with just one opening his mouth?

In the courtyard, Wen Yue couldn't help but feel stunned when he heard that there was no sound from the other side of the courtyard wall.

“Sister! Sister, what are you thinking about?”

Wen Yi touched her sister and asked in a low voice.

“Let’s go and play outside in the yard.”

Standing up, Wen Yue held the second sister Wen Yi in one hand and the younger sister Wen Yu in the other hand. The three little girls left the courtyard after a while.

There is no child under the big banyan tree at the moment.

Wen Yue squatted on the ground, and his younger sisters Wen Yi and Wen Yu followed suit and squatted opposite their elder sisters.

“Sister, the stories Aunt Jiang tells are really nice.”

This is Wen Yi’s voice.

“Sounds nice.”

Wen Yu imitates her sister Wen Yi in speaking.

“No matter how nice it sounds, it’s not for us.” Wen Yue pursed her lips and looked listless. "But we heard it!" Wen Yi tilted her head and said, her eyes sparkling.

Wen Yue didn’t answer. She took a small branch and scribbled on the ground.

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(End of this chapter)