CH 23.1

Seeing Ji Zhile’s expectant expression, Si Tian froze for a moment.

Ji Zhile poked the noodles again with his chopsticks and said in a slightly aggrieved tone, “The noodles are cold, you will have a belly ache after eating them.”

This is what the teacher told them. The children in Huahua Kindergarten eat their lunch at school and the teacher would urge them to eat quickly, saying that if the meal was cold, they would have stomach pains.

But Ji Zhile forgot the term “stomachache” for a while, and used “belly ache” instead, anyway, it should be about the same.

Si Tian sneered: “Don’t want to eat?”

Ji Zhile’s eyes were shining. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Mom will agree with him…

Si Tian continued to sneer: “But this is the noodles you asked for and you promised to finish it.”

Ji Zhile curled his lips, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, “But I’m already full.”

Si Tian: “Didn’t I tell you that Auntie made a lot of dishes tonight and asked you to eat noodles another day? You refused and now there is no regret medicine for you to take.”

Ji Zhile said seriously: “I don’t want to take medicine, I just don’t want to eat noodles.”

Si Tian: …

Ji Jiangzhou, who was listening, was moved by his youngest son’s immature words and could not help chuckling.

Ji Zhile immediately turned his gaze to him, with a look of anticipation shining inside: “Dad…”

Si Tian interrupted: “It’s useless to call Dad, finish your noodles. If you can’t finish it now, eat it tomorrow morning. Anyway, you have to eat.”

Her words were very cold as if there was no discussion.

Ji Zhile’s eyes widened. He could not believe that his mother was so heartless. Even though she was fine this morning, she promised him not to drink milk or eggs.

So Ji Zhile imitated the way he did in the morning, puffed up his cheeks, and said loudly, “I won’t eat.”

Si Tian laughed angrily. She did not expect Ji Zhile to provoke her good temper again and again today. Originally, considering what happened yesterday, Si Tian planned to make up for Ji Zhile today. But it was obvious that Ji Zhile was a typical child who climbed up the pole and did not know how to accept it when he saw good.

“Ji Zhile, don’t push yourself too far!”

Ji Zhile was also angry: “I don’t understand what is stupid!”

Why does Mom always say something he doesn’t understand? Is she scolding him?

Seeing that Si Tian was about to explode, Ji Jiangzhou spoke, his tone was quite gentle: “Zhile, what Mom means is to let you finish eating the noodles, don’t waste food. Mom has treated you very well today, you can’t ask too much.”

Ji Zhile asked a little ignorantly: “Can’t it be better?”

“I forgive her.” He said.

He did not plan to continue to hold grudges when he returned to the room today.

Si Tian smiled angrily: “What else can I do? Is it okay to hold you in my arms and coax you to sleep every day?”

Ji Zhile’s eyes widened, a little unbelievable. His eyeballs flicked wildly, playing with his fingers: “I’m three and a half years old.”

“It’s up to you if you want to coax.”

When Ji Ningyi heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at his mother. He did not know why his mother was so angry and wanted to put Zhile to sleep, but he was obviously more sensible than Ji Zhile and knew to keep quiet at this time.

Si Tian rubbed the center of her brows and finally understood why so many parents on the Internet were so angry at their children that they had nothing to say.

They can’t understand irony at a young age and they thought you were coaxing him. The child is happy and the world where only adults are hurt has been achieved.

Si Tian decided that she must stop telling Ji Zhile the irony in the future. She is used to it in her previous life, an old hermaphrodite in the online world.

“Ji Zhile, you can’t throw away the noodles. You have to finish eating.”

Ji Zhile obviously did not understand why his mother was talking about coaxing him to sleep one moment but making him have to eat noodles the next second.

But Ji Zhile’s clever little head turned around and connected the two. He looked at the half bowl of noodles and frowned: “Okay, I’ll finish eating.”

He picked up the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, trying to push it into his mouth.

The noodles were very soft and it was easy to swallow. Although it was unpalatable, Ji Zhile felt that the carrots were more unpalatable, so he closed his eyes a few times and stuffed them all into his mouth.

Ji Zhile’s straightforwardness greatly exceeded the expectations of the two parents.

Si Tian thought that he would still be angry, but she did not expect such a big change. It was a bit weird.

Ji Jiangzhou was also quite surprised. Ji Zhile used to be a bit delicate and had a bad temper, but because he was young, he was spoiled by his family. Why is he so obedient this time?

He cast his eyes on Si Tian, ​​thinking in his eyes.

And Ji Zhile had already finished eating the noodles and even burped: “I’m done.”

Si Tian’s face was slightly complicated: “Then, you are great.”

Ji Zhile is very immodest: “Yes.”

He raised his voice a little and said, “I’m going to bed.”

Si Tian glanced at the time. It was seven o’clock, usually at this time Ji Zhile would go out to pick up trash. Ji Zhile is an energetic child. Today is indeed a bit strange, but Si Tian has no intention of stopping the child from going to sleep.

“Go.”

Ji Zhile climbed off the stool and walked upstairs, but he did not hear his mother’s footsteps when he reached the stairwell.

He stopped and turned around to see that his mother hadn’t moved at all.

Ji Zhile frowned and said, “Mom, you have to follow me.”

Si Tian did not understand, so: “But I don’t want to sleep yet.”

Ji Zhile stomped his feet and accused her: “You don’t count what you say.”

Si Tian was inexplicable: “What did I say?”

Ji Zhile was a little embarrassed again. After all, he was three and a half years old, and logically speaking, he shouldn’t be put to sleep by his mother. But his mother said it just now, how could she go back on her word?

Facing the accusing eyes of her youngest son, Si Tian really did not understand.

It was Ji Jiangzhou, who seemed to understand something, who reminded her in a low voice: “You said you wanted to coax him to sleep because he finished eating the noodles.”

Si Tian: …

No, I can’t understand this, she did not say it.

But facing Ji Zhile’s stubborn, reddish eyes, staring at her with aggrieved and accusing eyes, Si Tian softened her heart: “Here we come.”

Ji Zhile snorted and ran upstairs unhappily.

Si Tian followed behind him and saw Ji Zhile close the door of the room. She approached and was about to knock on the door, but found that Ji Zhile hadn’t locked it. The door opened with a light push, obviously, Ji Zhile did it on purpose.

Si Tian walked into Ji Zhile’s room and found him standing in front of the sink brushing his teeth.

The small figure is serious about brushing his teeth. From the back, he looks like a well-behaved little dumpling with slightly curly hair, looking very rua1.

After he brushed his teeth, he washed his face again. Si Tian stood aside and asked with a smile, “Don’t you need me to wash your face?”

Ji Zhile said, “Do your own thing.”

He washed his face and brushed his teeth. He shyly took his pajamas to the bathroom to change.

It was rare for Si Tian to see Ji Zhile shy. He was always as proud as a peacock, so he deliberately asked jokingly, “Don’t you want me to help you change your clothes?”

Ji Zhile’s tone was quite serious: “I’m a boy and you are a girl, so you can’t watch it.”