Chapter 8

Seeing that the stars were interested, Cheng Huan taught him to write again, starting from the horizontal skimming.

She wrote it first, and wrote it again, holding the stars.

The little guy felt that he would know it after reading it several times, and eagerly said that he would come by himself.

"Okay, then you can write and try it yourself." Cheng Huan let go of his hand.

Xing Xing sat on a chair, holding a pen in his hand, and his actions fully met Cheng Huan's requirements. The nib fell on the paper, and he dragged it back with a pen—and then made a long scratch on the paper.

The stars are a bit stingy.

"Mom?" He lifted his head and pointed at the thing he had made a little slyly: "Ugly!"

"It's all like that before I started writing. Mom didn't grab pens when she was a kid. The stars are already great." Cheng Huan touched his head, and he tried to comfort his son by arrogance.

"So is mom?" The little man was surprised, and seeing Cheng Huan nodded, the discomfort in his heart completely disappeared. He laughed twice, lowered his head, and tried to write the "horizontal" again.

The child's bones are soft, and the control of the body muscles is not in place. The words written are not regular.

The stars practiced many times, and the "horizontal" written by them was still like Xiaoyan, and because they couldn't hold the pen, they got a lot of ink on their hands.

Cheng Huan didn't let him practice for long, and took away the pen and paper when he usually slept.

She took the stars to the washstand, wiped her face and hands, lay down on the bed, and covered him with a blanket: "It's late, the stars should sleep."

"Okay." The little guy pulled the blanket to his chin, looked at his mother and said, "You can only grow taller when you sleep."

"Yes, you can only grow tall when you are full of sleep." Cheng Huan lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead: "Baby good night."

Stars come back: "Mother is good night too."

...

The next day Cheng Huan took his son to a nearby supermarket to buy things.

The newly rented house is very complete, except for kitchen utensils such as pots and pans.

The original owner basically did not cook, and now there is only a rice cooker and a wok in the home. The thickness of the wok is uneven and the heat is not good. Cheng Huan feels uncomfortable every time she cooks, because she feels that she has to be patient for the time being, and the house kitchen she is changing now is quite large. She can finally buy everything she wants to buy.

Cheng Huan stood at the place where the kitchenware was sold and couldn't move. He bought all the kitchenware that he could think of, and they all added up, almost couldn't fit in a shopping cart.

Equipped with his own tools, Cheng Huan took the stars to the children's products area and bought him some toys, literacy books and some story books.

When Xingxing received the toy for the first time, he didn't let go of holding that Superman. He didn't even want to put it down when paying the bill, and touched his Superman in two steps.

There is a delivery service in the supermarket. Cheng Huan wrote the address and took a star to take a taxi to the new house.

The new house is beautifully decorated, bright and warm. I do n’t know how much better than the narrow and dark house.

The little guy fell in love with the new apartment at the first sight. He ran in the room and ran to Cheng Huan after watching the room. He grabbed her clothes and asked, "Mom, is this our home?"

"Yes, this is our home. After my mother makes money, let's change the big house."

"Change the big house!" Star cried loudly.

He stretched his arms to the maximum and opened his mouth wide. "It's so big."

The star is already working very hard, but he is short, with his arms extended as long as one meter, and he can only put a kennel in that big place.

Cheng Huan twitched his lips and rubbed the little guy's hair: "Okay, that star has to work harder, and make money to buy such a big house in the future."

"it is good!"

There was no bed in the house because the wedding room was going to be made. The landlord said that he would get the bed in at night.

The place couldn't live. Cheng Huan didn't plan to stay long. She introduced the various rooms with the little guy. When the supermarket delivery staff arrived, she was ready to go home.

Xingxing has completely loved this house, and he was a bit reluctant to leave.

He grabbed Cheng Huan's hand, looked at the camera before closing the door, and then looked up to confirm: "Mom, shall we come tomorrow?"

"Yes, come and live tomorrow."

I was thinking of living in a beautiful house tomorrow. Even the stars who were excited at night couldn't sleep. They lay in bed with their eyes closed and kept talking. The more they talked, the more excited they were.

Cheng Huan had a noisy headache, and felt that the soft and waxy little angel had a tendency to evolve to a little devil. She took out the story book bought today and interrupted the imagination of the stars.

"Well, it's going to sleep in the dark. Don't talk to the stars. Mom will tell you a story."

She said so, the little guy finally quieted down.

The protagonist of this storybook is an egg. It tells the story of how it fights against evil forces and finally turns into a human.

Cheng Huan's reading speed is not fast. Her voice is very nice, gentle and gentle, and it can attract people's attention.

The story on the paper turned out to be spit out from the mouth, the stars were attracted by the story she told, and she gradually forgot about moving.

The story is so amazing, can he really be an adult from an egg? If it could be grown up, would the stars also come out of the eggs?

Xingxing has many questions to ask, but his mother told him not to talk. He is a good boy and obedient.

The little man had many questions in his heart, but the drowsiness gradually rose as the story unfolded. With his eyes closed, he gathered beside Cheng Huan, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

...

The stars are wetting.

Cheng Huan felt a bit wrong when he got up in the morning, feeling that his clothes were wet.

She thought she was visiting by her aunt, and when she got up, she noticed that it wasn't, and then she saw the blanket wrapped in the little boy's dark water.

In fact, it is understandable that children, it is normal for them to get up late at night and not get up at night.

Cheng Huan thought so, and squeezed the little guy's face with a smile. She changed herself and took a bath, then came back to wake her son.

The stars felt ashamed.

He was called by Cheng Huan, carried it to the bathroom, brushed it, and stood aside watching his mother wash the blanket and hot mat after getting dressed.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, lowering his head, feeling that he wanted to find a place to bury in.

He is four years old, and he even wets his bed! Mom must hate him.

The stars felt a little bit crying, and tears twitched in their eyes, but they didn't flow out.

No, you can't cry! Mom doesn't like crying children. He looked up at the busy woman, secretly hooked the tears in his eyes with his fingers, and wiped his hands behind his back, as if nothing happened.

Cheng Huan brought the mat to the balcony to dry, and took the blanket out to dry. After finishing these, she rubbed her waist and turned around to see the little tail behind.

The little guy was silent all morning, presumably frustrated.

Cheng Huan doesn't ignore the self-esteem of the child. She walked to the stars and crouched down. She did not raise the bed, and her attitude was as usual: "Is the baby hungry? Mother just cooked porridge in the morning, let's go eat now. "

"Mom ..." Seeing the mother talking to him, the stars couldn't help it, and those who were afraid of the horror swarmed up. He hugged Cheng Huan's neck, buried his head at her shoulder, and shed tears.

Cheng Huan was startled by his reaction. It was the first time in such a long time to see a child cry. She put her hand on the back of the star, and patted him smoothly. "

"Woohoo ... no ..." Xing Xing shook her head and hugged her tighter, and cried while she said, "Hey, mom, don't hesitate, don't want me."