Chapter 4

After dinner, Cheng Huan let Xing Xing disappear and sleep, and went to find the clothes for the little ones.

The room of the star is small, the wardrobe cannot be put at all, and the clothes are thrown at random on the bed.

Cheng Huan was uncomfortable and took out the pile of clothes to see if he could pick them and wear them.

Most of these clothes are old and dirty. The sweaty smell is mixed with the airless moldy smell for a long time. The taste is disgusting. A small part looks washed, but it is not so clean.

Cheng Huan turned all the clothes over and found a set that looked used. Packing all the other clothes into the bag and throwing them away, she took the clothes in her hand and went out to wash again.

In summer, the temperature is high, and the clothes can be dried after one night of washing. Cheng Huan wipes the water off his hands, thinking that he will take the little guy to the mall tomorrow.

Buy clothes first and change to another place. The conditions here are too bad. The house is small and the neighbors are mixed.

In this building alone, there is one who likes domestic violence and two quarrels and divorces every day. Every time the family quarrels, the little guy is very afraid. The original owner is indifferent to this. growing up.

The house is best changed to a kindergarten next to it. The stars are all four years old. At the age of school, they need to find a better kindergarten, otherwise accidents will happen easily.

The better kindergarten tuition is very expensive. Thinking of the poor owner's poor deposit, Cheng Huan deeply sighed.

Really poor!

Cheng Huan, troubled by poverty, went to the bath with a lot of heart. She experienced too many things this evening, and she was too busy to stop. Her brain kept rising and hurting. While riding the bath, she could calm down.

After a bath, Cheng Huan was quite comfortable. She massaged the acupuncture points on the head, dried her hair with a hairdryer, and finished the necessary skin care before entering the room.

Xing Xing hasn't slept yet. He sat on the bed, facing the door, and yelled at his mother when he saw Cheng Huan coming in.

"Why don't you sleep?" Cheng Huan walked over, raised the temperature in the room, put the pillows on the bed, and scared the little guy: "Go to bed early, or it's easy to find a low one."

"Mom." The little boy's eyes brightened, "Do I sleep with you?"

"Of course you sleep with me. You are still a baby and you can't sleep alone." Cheng Huan let the little guy lie down and covered him with a thin blanket.

"I used to sleep alone." Xing Xing lay flat on the bed, pouting at Cheng Huan.

"It used to be before. From now on, you've all slept with me." The child is so young, what should I do when I wake up at night and go to the toilet and run into each other?

Cheng Huan felt that she was inexhaustible. She lay in bed, turned off the lights in the room, and turned to the stars, saying, "I will sleep alone when you grow up."

"When will you grow up?"

"Grow up when you go to elementary school."

A soft body came up next to him in the darkness, his arms were hugged, and the child's voice was peculiarly soft.

"Mom, then I don't want to grow up, I want to sleep with you all the time."

"Silly boy."

Cheng Huan laughed, rubbed his head, and pulled out his hand to hold the little guy in his arms.

The temperature of the child was higher than that of the adult. Cheng Huan felt that he was holding a stove in his arms, but the air conditioner was turned on in the room.

She lowered her head and dropped a kiss on her furry head: "Sleeping, good night stars."

"Mom is good night too."

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Cheng Huan was awakened by nightmares.

She dreamed that in the end of her world, countless meteorite fell from the sky, and one of them just hit her. She couldn't breathe when she was pressed under the stone, she couldn't even make a call for help.

At the moment when his breath was almost gone, Cheng Huan finally opened his eyes. She sat up in surprise, and the little guy lying on her chest slid onto her leg.

I slept too late last night, the little guy didn't wake up like this, and changed to a place to sleep.

Cheng Huan looked at the stars on his lap, and for a moment he remembered the fact that he had crossed over to become someone else's mother.

Exhaling, she reached out and wiped the sweat off her head.

No wonder he had that kind of dream, and he didn't know when the little guy crawled onto himself.

There was sweat on his body, and it was very uncomfortable. Cheng Huan gently held the little guy aside, and got out of bed and took a bath.

When the stars slept enough to wake up, there was no other person in the room.

He rubbed his eyes to get up, looked around first, and saw that he was still smirking again and again in his mother's room.

The aroma of food outside the door kept flowing in, and the stars did not dare to go out without clothes. He touched his belly and swallowed the scent.

If only the mother made it, he would be hungry.

But the noodles that Mom made last night are also delicious, the best thing he has ever eaten.

Recollecting the taste of the night, the stars drooled out.

He reached out and wiped the liquid from his mouth, and then pouted.

I hope my mother will make him noodles again.

Cheng Huan made breakfast and came in to get his son up. Then he saw the stars sitting on the bed, and the appearance of the maggots.

"What are you thinking?" Cheng Huan took his clothes in. "Why don't you call me when you wake up?"

"Mom." The stars jumped up at her: "Mom!"

Cheng Huan put his clothes on the bed and hugged him: "Well, what's wrong?"

"The noodles are so delicious!" He looked at Cheng Huan, his eyes were shining, and he didn't dare to ask for them, so he learned to slap the horse without a teacher.

The little kid's snack machine always looks extraordinarily cute. Cheng Huan squeezed his fluffy face and smiled and asked, "Mom made something else today, do you still want to eat the stars?"

"Think!" Star nodded and answered loudly.

"Then we should put on clothes to brush our teeth, shall we eat after brushing our teeth?"

Regardless of the son, the original owner washed once every few days in the bath, and brushing his teeth did not even exist.

Children are mostly against such things as brushing their teeth, and it is almost impossible to touch them without parental supervision.

The stars are still small now, and the teeth are fine, but Cheng Huan remembers that the son of the female partner in the novel lost most of her teeth, so Jiang was very dissatisfied.

She did not intend to bring the stars to her home to recognize her ancestors as she did in the plot, but she could not accept that the children she raised were so unhygienic.

Cheng Huan remembered the minor problems one by one. In the morning, he went to the supermarket and bought a toothbrush and toothpaste for children. It was decided that starting today, he would get rid of the bad problems on the little ones.

The star had a small face, and seriously considered the meeting: "All right."

He used to watch his mother brush her teeth every morning. She had been curious and tried it, and was frightened by the strange smell. But my mother asked for it, and it wasn't impossible to eat something unpalatable.

The star had a small face, serious, and buried his head in Huan's chest twice. He thought, was it because his mother didn't like himself before because he didn't brush his teeth?

Then if he brushes his teeth well in the future, I hope my mother always likes him so much!