Dressed as a villain's mother

Chapter 13 The Singing Little Tuanzi
After successfully getting the plaster, Jiang Yu led Tang Jingxuan back. When he came back, he didn't meet many people. Everyone was working in the field.

"Let's go and deliver some water to your father?" Jiang Yu saw that the sun was a bit bright, so it's okay for her to deliver water without working.

Tang Jingxuan tilted his head and said, "But Daddy brought water."

"Then why don't you give me some food?" Jiang Yu always felt uncomfortable for letting her just stay at home and play.

"Steamed buns?"

"Yeah." The steamed buns made by Jiang Yu are not as good as steamed buns.

Tang Jingxuan smiled happily, "Okay."

"Like steamed buns?" Jiang Yu pinched him amusedly and finally had a fleshy face.

"I like it." Tang Jingxuan's eyes were shining, he felt that the steamed buns made by his mother were very delicious, fragrant and soft, even better than the meat buns bought on the street.

Jiang Yu felt that it was a very happy thing for people to like the food he made, "Then eat more later."

"But I want to eat more tamales at night." Tang Jingxuan said with a troubled expression.

"Eat more tamales, too."

"My stomach isn't that big..." Tang Jingxuan sighed like an adult after finishing speaking.

Looking at Tang Jingxuan's small belly, Jiang Yu smiled unkindly. With such a small belly, if you want to stuff it with steamed buns and meat, it's okay to eat a little of the same, but it's not good to eat more. "You get up and run a few more laps in the morning, and it won't take long for your appetite to grow."

"Really?" It was the first time Tang Jingxuan heard such a statement.

"Yes, running circles is also a kind of exercise. If you consume a lot, you will naturally be hungry. Over time, your appetite will increase, and you will grow taller and stronger."

Tang Jingxuan blinked and asked, "Like Daddy?"

"Ah."

After getting an affirmative answer, Tang Jingxuan smiled brightly, "Then I will run around more and eat more in the future."

"Our Xiaoxuan is really good." In fact, Jiang Yu was very afraid that Tang Jingxuan would not grow up tall, because he was too short before, and his body was very thin, like a small seedling, the kind that would fall down when the wind blows.Proper exercise, it should be better after the appetite goes up, right?

The two walked home talking and laughing, Jiang Yu rolled up his sleeves to make steamed buns, make more, if he gets hungry in the middle of the night, he can get up and eat one.Especially people like Tang Yunfei who want to grow are very hungry. When Jiang Yu got up the night before yesterday, he saw him eating cold leftovers and said he was hungry.

She had no choice but to cook a bowl of rice for someone, but Tang Jingxuan woke up and said she wanted to eat fried rice. Her younger brother and son never came back, and then Tang Yunze came over and cooked another bowl...

Jiang Yu thought that it would be better to make some steamed buns and put them there than to get up in the middle of the night to cook rice. Anyway, put them in a drawer, and put the charcoal left over from cooking in the ashes to cover them at night, so the steamed buns in the drawer would not be cold quickly.

Li Minglan sat on a small bench and embroidered the last flower. Looking up, Jiang Yu was burning steamed buns, and Tang Jingxuan was sitting beside her, his eyes were full of dependence, and he wanted to stick to it.

Jiang Yu didn't know what he said, but Tang Jingxuan smiled brightly.

Li Minglan was in a daze, it seemed that she hadn't seen Tang Jingxuan so carefree for a long time.What she sees most is the smile squeezed out of her strength, she only sees it full of distress.

"Don't just listen and laugh, sing with me. Under the bridge in front of the door~ a flock of ducks swim~"

Tang Jingxuan couldn't help laughing even after holding back, "Where's the song?"

"Don't care where it came from, just sing it anyway." Ever since she was a child, she has always sung this song without losing tune.

"Ok."

The soft and waxy child's voice is indeed better than that of an adult like Jiang Yu, and coupled with the serious expression, it's not to mention how cute it is.

Jiang Yu pinched his little cheek like a strange aunt, "Xuanxuan is so smart."

Tang Jingxuan proudly puffed out his small chest.

Thinking of the harsh description of Tang Jingxuan in the book, and looking at this little dumpling who is proud of being praised for singing, the contrast should not be too big.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but wonder, would this small group really become a big villain who would do anything to achieve his goals?In any case, she killed this possibility in the cradle first.

Living in a warm family, the character will not be distorted no matter what, right?
If there is a camera, Jiang Yu really wants to take a picture of Tang Jingxuan's current appearance, and miss it later.

She also finally understood why those precious mothers like to take pictures of their babies, because the children grow up too fast, and there are too many things to remember. She hopes that when she sees the photos, she can recall the beauty of that moment.

"Mother, the firewood is almost gone." Tang Jingxuan didn't know what Jiang Yu was thinking, but if he didn't add firewood, the fire would go out.

Jiang Yu came back to his senses, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve very carelessly, and added some firewood into it. "It's too hot here, go sit with grandma."

Tang Jingxuan grabbed the corner of her clothes and shook his head, "It's not hot."

Jiang Yu couldn't laugh or cry, this silly child is too insecure, right?
Sighing softly, Jiang Yu wiped Tang Jingxuan's sweat with his sleeves, and seeing the little man blushing, he simply hugged him.

Tang Jingxuan was picked up abruptly and subconsciously hugged Jiang Yu's neck, blinking at her cutely.

"Xuanxuan is not hot, but mother is making out, let's go sit with grandma for a while." Jiang Yu sat next to Li Minglan with her in his arms.

Li Minglan took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe Tang Jingxuan's sweat, and asked seemingly casually, "How do you make the tofu you mentioned?"

Ordinary people might say this a bit bluntly, but because Li Minglan's voice is very gentle, Jiang Yu didn't think it was too abrupt.

"Soak the beans first, remove the shells, then grind them, grind them into a slurry, and then boil them, and put a certain proportion of gypsum, so that they can become tofu. Afterwards, they need to be wrapped with a big bag and pressed with stones... ah!" Jiang Yu suddenly called out.

Li Minglan looked at her puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to look for cloth, I want that kind of coarse cloth. It's over, it's over..." Jiang Yu's head hurts, and he has forgotten more and more things recently.

"What's the matter? You want cloth, I have one, you can see if it's big enough." Li Minglan saw that she didn't seem to be lying, and a little help was fine.

Jiang Yu asked: "Is it firm?"

The corner of Li Minglan's mouth twitched, "...strong."

"That's good." Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

After steaming the steamed buns, Jiang Yu took a few and put them in a bowl, then put the bowl in a food box, and led Tang Jingxuan out.

Farm work usually takes place until most of the sun goes down, so it's normal to be hungry.

Walking to the edge of the field, Jiang Yu saw a fairly familiar person.It was Jiang Wantao who I met before, talking to Tang Yunze, smiling more beautifully than flowers in spring. Normally, as a woman, Jiang Yu also appreciates this kind of beauty.

But for a beautiful woman to smile so brightly at your current husband, Jiang Yu feels a little weird.

(End of this chapter)