Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 171 Zhou Jing fights with the little girl for food
Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen slept very late. They had not woken up naturally in the morning and were woken up by the little girl who crawled into bed.

"Mom, Uncle Zhou, get up!"

It was not long after seven o'clock when CC rolled around between two adults, waking up both Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen.

"C, don't bother Mom and Uncle Xiao Zhou. This girl, she got up by herself while I was washing her face. Come out, girl, let Mom and Uncle Xiao Zhou sleep a little longer. Mom and Uncle Xiao Zhou were tired from work yesterday."

Yang's mother knew that her daughter and Zhou Jing went to bed late last night.

Last night, Yang's mother got up at around 2 o'clock to help the little girl urinate. She heard her daughter's unnatural groaning sound. She must have covered her mouth at the time and the sound came from her nose.

"It's okay, we woke up too."

Zhou Jing moved over to make room for the little girl to lie down.

"Mom will go play over there with you. Let Uncle Zhou sleep a little longer."

Yang Wenwen felt sorry for the boy. He did that when he helped her clean the room yesterday afternoon, and also what happened last night. Even though he was young, he needed a good rest.

"It's okay. I can't sleep either. CC, do you want to learn singing or painting today?"

Zhou Jing held the little girl in his arms and combed her messy hair with his fingers.

"draw."

The little girl blinked, thought for a moment and said cutely.

"Then Wenwen, you don't have to get up yet. I'll make breakfast and call you."

Mother Yang closed the bedroom door and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Don't move around, just lie down and move as soon as you open your eyes in the morning."

Yang Wenwen held her daughter and smiled at Zhou Jing and said.

After much thought, Yang Wenwen decided not to let her daughter change her words to Zhou Jing. After all, this was not a matter between the two of them. What if one day they met Zhou Jing's parents and they suddenly heard that Zhou Jing had such a big daughter? How would she explain it?

"All kids are like that."

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's face, then pinched Yang Wenwen's.

At this time, Yang Wenwen had her hair disheveled, and she looked a little lazy, having just woken up in the morning. A few strands of hair were scattered on her face, making her even more charming.

"Yang Guifei."

Zhou Jing held the little girl's hand and caressed Yang Wenwen's face.

Yang Wenwen smiled without saying anything. She enjoyed such a warm morning immensely. Snuggling in the boy's arms and sleeping together at night made her feel no longer lonely.

"Will my mother have heard it when she got up last night?"

Yang Wenwen was a little embarrassed. She was in high spirits last night when the mom next door got up to help CC pee.

"If they heard it, they would not be surprised."

Zhou Jing guessed that Yang's mother must have heard it. In the dead of night, if he could hear the sound of Yang's mother getting up on this side, he must be able to hear it over there, unless her hearing was poor. There was nothing wrong with Yang's mother's hearing.

Yang Wenwen didn't think about it any more. Her mother already knew everything about her and Zhou Jing, and it would be self-deception to try to hide it.

"CC, stop it. You are so naughty even at this age. Aren't you ashamed?"

The little girl crawled into Yang Wenwen's arms and started eating. In front of Zhou Jing, Yang Wenwen was both amused and confused.

"It's normal. I remember that I used to do this when I was a kid."

Not only did Zhou Jing not find it strange, he even wanted to snatch it from the little cutie.

"If you can remember, you should be four years old. Do you remember anything from when you were very young?"

Yang Wenwen's smile became even brighter, and she pulled the quilt to cover her daughter's head.

Zhou Jing thought for a moment and said, "I don't know how old I was. I hadn't started kindergarten yet. I was at my grandmother's house. One morning, I went to the cornfield on the dam with my grandmother to pick corn and pumpkins. I was holding a pumpkin. When we were almost at my grandmother's house, I was probably tired and the pumpkin in my arms fell to the bottom of the slope."

"You didn't go to kindergarten yet, but you still remember it so clearly. You must have been five or six years old. What you described is very vivid. I can write an article about my grandmother and submit it to a magazine. Maybe it can be published."

Yang Wenwen imagined the scene described by the boy in her mind and felt very warm and interesting.

A five or six-year-old child followed his grandmother to the cornfield to pick corn and pumpkins. The child followed his grandmother home with a pumpkin in his arms. As a result, the pumpkin fell to the bottom of the slope when he was almost at the door of the house.
"I can't write this kind of article. Even though I'm okay at writing online novels, I can't even write an 800-word essay if you ask me to."

Zhou Jing is not interested in writing serious literary works, but if he really wants to, he can write something delicate.

Yang Wenwen could understand, she thought to herself that she would write it down when she had time. Seeing the little girl eating with gusto, Zhou Jing gently pinched her cheek and said, "CC, go over there and let Uncle Zhou eat too, okay?"

The little girl was innocent and tiptoed over Yang Wenwen.

Looking at the two people, one big and one small, Yang Wenwen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Zhou Jing didn't stick to Yang Wenwen all the time. He teased the little girl and then stood up and said, "CC, get up. Uncle Zhou will teach you a game."

"Follow Uncle Zhou. My eyes, blink. My nose, breathe in. My mouth, clench my teeth."

Zhou Jing demonstrated as he spoke.

"Now you know it, try it with my eyes."

Yang Wenwen smiled and said, let her daughter do it.

The little girl thought for two or three seconds, blinking and sniffing.

"Just blink and sniff my nose when I say it."

Yang Wenwen corrected.

In the kitchen, Yang's mother cooked pumpkin porridge, heated up the leek dumplings she had made yesterday, and made a cold dish with cucumber and pork head. After the porridge was ready, she brought it to the dining table, went to the bedroom, knocked on the door, and called Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen to have breakfast.

Zhou Jing first carried the little girl out.

Yang Wenwen put on her pajamas and combed her hair before coming out of the bedroom.

"Let C cool down. Xiao Zhou and Wen Wen can eat first."

Yang's mother held the little girl in her arms and sat her on a chair. She placed two small bowls in front of her. One bowl contained porridge, and the other contained a leek box and a spoon.

"Auntie is tired from all the work, so eat first. I'll take care of CC."

Zhou Jing sat next to the little girl, taking care of her while she ate.

"Don't be tired, enjoy your meal, there are more chive dumplings in the pot."

"Mom, stop busying yourself. Sit down and eat together."

Yang Wenwen washed her hands and came to the dining table and said.

Mother Yang put two leek boxes into her daughter's bowl and one into Zhou Jing's bowl, then took a plate to get food out of the pot in the kitchen.

"Uncle Xiao Zhou, I want to eat that."

The little girl pointed to the two cold dishes on the table, the one with chili in it and said.

"These two are the same. This one has chili in it. You can't eat it."

Mother Yang looked at the little girl and said.

“Try it to see if it’s spicy.”

Zhou Jing picked up a piece of spicy pork head and handed it to the little girl.

"so spicy."

The little girl took a small bite, stuck out her tongue, and shook her head, not wanting to eat anymore.

Zhou Jing ate the piece of himself that the little girl had bitten, without showing any disgust.

Yang Wenwen and her mother saw this and felt very comfortable. If the girl really had such a stepfather, it would be no worse than having a biological one.

"Eat more vegetables." Yang Wenwen smiled and picked up a piece of food for the boy. She looked at her daughter and said, "Uncle Xiao Zhou is so good to you. You have to be good to Uncle Xiao Zhou when you grow up, okay?"

"Ok!"

The little girl nodded obediently.

Zhou Jing, who has lived two lives, doesn't take blood ties that seriously. It may also be because he loves Yang Wenwen and her family. He has seen too many unfilial children and brothers and sisters turning against each other because of conflicts over supporting their parents. Even though they have children, the elderly are lonely and helpless and cannot enjoy their old age. So in the end, companionship and responsibility are the most important. What's the use of having irresponsible biological children?

There is a saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, which is true. Of course, this is only limited to rural areas. City people have no neighbors.

After breakfast, Yang's mother played with the little girl while Yang Wenwen washed the dishes.

After washing the dishes, Yang Wenwen went to take a shower. Zhou Jing hadn't washed up yet, so he followed her to take a shower.

(End of this chapter)