Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 157: The Shadow Pigeon 3: Getting Far Away (2 more 1)

The next day, after thinking about it again and again, she decided to bite the bullet and send Mu'er to Cui's family to study.

Even though she could still send Mu'er back to Qin Yinghan's "Jinghua Academy".It's just for the sake of Mu'er's future, after all, Qin Yinghan still can't compare with Cui's family.

She thought, fortunately, Cui's family school is not in the same yard as Cui's, so she may not be able to run into Cui Qian again if she sends Mu'er to school.

Then again, so what if we bump into each other?She is afraid that he will fail?

Mu'er went to Cui's family to study, that's the princess Wuniang's face!
She endured it for another two years, and waited for Mu'er to grow up a bit, for example, when she reached the normal enlightenment age—five years old, Wu Niang might send Mu'er directly to the palace to study with princes and grandchildren !
After all, now Mu'er is the adopted son of the official and famous princess, isn't she?

But the immediate matter had to be resolved quickly.

She taught her a lesson as she walked: "...Who is a good man who strips his shirt off in the daytime? You are absolutely not allowed to mention 'all clothes in the daytime'."

Mu'er, however, expressed her incomprehension: "The baby also takes off his shirt during the day."

Ye Qingluan sighed: "If you insist on taking a nap during the day and taking a nap, it's easy to catch a cold, isn't it?"

"So, all in all, all in all, people who take off their shirts in broad daylight are not good people! Your poems are not good poems, and if you say it casually, it should be a joke!"

Mu'er looked up at his mother carefully for a long time.

Then the child stopped suddenly, and knelt straight in front of his mother.

"Aniang, scold me~"
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Ye Qingluan froze for a moment.

Objectively speaking, she knows that her cub is actually quite soft and caring.

But he didn't bring anything to say, so he knelt down for her and knelt down.

She squatted down too, looking straight into her cub's eyes.

"... You, did you read something from my mind again?"

Mu'er was a sincere child, so she nodded vigorously on the spot.

"Aniang is not happy...Aniang can scold the baby!"

"Huh..." Ye Qingluan exhaled, his legs were a little weak.

Although she said she felt a little guilty towards her son, but it was more - her son's words reminded her more and more of the difference between the past and the present.

In the past, if she was in a bad mood and wanted to find someone to vent her temper, her uncle was always the No. 1 choice.

This habit has been maintained for many years, even until she came to Xishi to open Xipu, the way of getting along between her and him was still roughly the same.

But recently... it seems that this pattern has quietly changed.

She lost her temper and no longer went to her uncle immediately.

Even, sometimes when she returned to the mountain late or something, she would just take a look at her uncle's cottage from a distance, and then walk directly through the door, without even going to say hello to him.

She and him, I don't know when, began to vaguely distance themselves.
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Is it because her uncle has grown up?

After all, he is a 20-year-old boy, so she can no longer act like she was a child, throwing out all her temper according to him.

and also……

More importantly, after the night of Shimen's catastrophe, she knew that she was different... She was no longer who she used to be, and she had even lost the qualification to boss her around.

So all the estrangement actually started after that night.

However, there was the process of her giving birth to Mu'er in the middle.During her ten month pregnancy, she had to rely on him, and he took more care of her, so he covered up the drifting distance between the two of them on the surface.

Now that Mu'er is in school, and she and he each start their own small businesses, the "bond" between the two of them will naturally decrease, and the crack that has been hidden for three years will finally be exposed.

and also……

Maybe it's because her uncle is getting more and more powerful?

She never took the talismans he drew seriously in the past; she never cared about his hexagrams and words.

As for his puppetry, she only regards it as a child's play, and thinks that he just turned into garlic paste and three or eight to tease Mu'er. superior.

But... starting from the marriage between Cui Qian and Wu Niang, the talismans he drew, the hexagrams he made, the words he said, his puppetry skills...all of them were vividly displayed in front of her eyes. Really, and it works!
There was always a question hidden in her heart: how did her uncle become so powerful all of a sudden?

Or, her uncle has always been very powerful, but he is hidden in the master's gate, deliberately not to be seen?
Thinking about it this way, the countless little mustaches from back then all grew wildly together, and gradually turned into thorny vines, entangled her heart, and made her memories so painful.

——He never wanted to mention his family affairs to her, and he never said who was in his family.

When she asked, he said he couldn't remember.

If it is said that other children forget their families and where they came from after being frightened, it may be true; but when it comes to her uncle, she is the first to jump. Unbelievable!
Because, even death, even piles of dead bodies, it is impossible to really frighten him.

Her uncle is a person who hides needles in the cotton, looks weak, but is actually a rock-solid person!

So, how could he really be scared and forget?

After all, he still didn't want to tell her.

He can't trust her.
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She sighed, and patted the braid on Mu'er's head.

"Get up. I won't take it out on you either."

Mu'er looked at her puzzled, "Aniang, why can't Sen want to vent his anger on Mu'er?"

Ye Qingluan thought for a while: "You're not a balloon! Even if I vent my anger on you, you won't be able to blow it up!"

Mu'er was stunned again, "Aniang, what is a balloon?"

Ye Qingluan scratched the back of his head, reached out and patted his pigtail again.

"Hey, poor kid, he doesn't even know what a balloon is."

"Why don't you do this, A Niang will negotiate a deal with you—you should take classes at Cui's family and don't mention the 'all clothes in the daytime', then I'll make you a balloon!"

Children are easy to fool, and Mu'er was immediately attracted by that mysterious "balloon"!
He nodded vigorously, "deal!"

Ye Qingluan gritted her teeth proudly, "...But it's not for you now, it will be a month later."

"Let me tell you, that balloon is very difficult to get, so I can't just give it to you. You have to insist on not making mistakes for a month and not being sent home by the husband before I can give it to you."

She tilted her head to look at Mu'er, "Do you remember?"

Mu'er's face was full of excitement, she had no idea that the baby's rights and interests had been damaged.

He still nodded vigorously, "Well, remember!"

(End of this chapter)