Anxiaochi has been at home for a short time in the last year. Although she always works with permission, she tries to go home and get together with fruit, but she is always in a hurry, and many things can not be found. She stayed at home for nearly two months - the original revelation of Tianquan, which was scheduled to start, was delayed with her vacation because of the delay of the scene. She slowly saw many problems.

In the past, fruit fruit was always followed by housekeeper and nanny while in the United States of America, but only one or two people were there. At that time, anxiaochi and wenyeyao were "on duty by turns". One person took a rest when he was filming with the group. It is also the last year that couples and dual employees take up their posts. At the same time, considering the problems of school and education after fruit, the children are sent back to Wenzhai.

Anxiaochi also thought that fruit in Wenzhai would surely be the emperor from the crown prince, but did not expect that the emperor did not in less than a year so different.

In Wenzhai, in addition to the nanny Deng who has always taken care of fruit fruit, she has a day with her. She sleeps with her in the evening. She specializes in preschool education. She is specially responsible for three meals a day for children. Let alone, every time mom Wen takes the children out, it is just like a crowd of people. I don't know what star she thinks is shooting in the street.

Of course, Wen family is special after all. When she leaves the house, she can understand that people are safer. But at home, there are still several adults around, and whatever fruit does, they follow and never stop. Only can say two sentences only do the teacher of early childhood education, unfortunately, every time she told mom Wen to be tough, mom Wen promised to be good, fruit once crying and soft.

Just like that day, if it wasn't for anxiaochi, it would be the day when fruit began to howl and give up education.

This day, the kitchen made a colorful vegetable shrimp meal, small meatballs and tofu fish soup for the one prepared is egg meal and eggplant fish block, tofu fish soup. Fruit with spoon in hand to pick shrimp rice dumplings, eyes also stare at a plate of bright color, delicious egg meal.

11. He was over five years old and nearly six years old. Seeing his brother staring at the egg meal, he carefully scooped a small spoon and fed it to him. The eggs were fried as like as two peas, and the fruit was squinted. He felt that his brother's meal was better than his own, so he hit his plate with a spoon, and pointed to one of the plates and said, "rice."

Nanny Deng squatted down and scooped a small meatball into his plate and coaxed: "fruit, that meal is brother's, we can't eat it yet. Shall we eat this small ball? You see, it's a meatball. "

Fruit stared at the small ball for a while, and looked up wisely to see if his mother was not in the restaurant. He felt relieved in a moment when he found no mother in the restaurant. He knocked on the plate harder and shouted, "dinner!"! I want dinner! Brother, have dinner! "

Deng and another accompanying staff heard fruit shout "brother asked for dinner" crying and laughing. She also wanted to coax, and another nanny said. "Sister Deng, it doesn't matter if you let the young master eat anything. He will always make trouble if you don't give him food."

Deng turned to stare at each other. "Since the chef specially made the two young master's meals separately, there must be a reason. Who is responsible for eating the bad young master's stomach then? Who can be responsible? "

The nanny was helpless, too. "I don't want it either, but if you don't give it, the young master fruit will always make a noise, and once he lifts the bowl. Rest assured, he does not eat much, eat a little, give him he will be happy. "

"But..." "Deng sister-in-law's words have not finished," after landing "temper a lot, but also very remember to eat do not remember to beat fruit young master" ah! " The one called, the hand turned the plate with shrimp meal, and then threw out the ball just in his hand.

It's a coincidence Oh, no, it should be good to die. This ball is quite round. After being thrown out by fruit and fruit, it rolls all the way out, and then rolls to the foot of anxiaochi, which just came to prepare for dinner.

What's more, fruit holds another one in his hand and throws it in the direction of Mrs. Deng - he remembers he can't throw his brother.

"Warm and deep!"

An Xiaochi gulps, frightens one by one shake, fruit action stiff, see clearly just not in the mother suddenly appeared.

Seeing mother come over with a face and fierce, according to his experience of this year, the young master of fruit fruit generally cried first, regardless of the three, seven or twenty-one.

Although it seems that it was not very useful to cry last time, it must not be impossible to cry.

So fruit is scared, second, started the instinct of the play essence, mouth flat began to cry.

An Xiaochi walked to him two or three steps, squatted down and grabbed his hand and turned over, then hit three times in the palm of his hand, and then hit his left hand after right hand.

She didn't use much strength, fruit actually did not feel hurt, but the anger from his mother and this punitive means very heavy behavior still made him feel afraid, aggrieved and sad.

So crying is more exciting and sincere.

"Warm and deep! Did mom tell you that she can't throw things at someone else if she's angry? No matter it is a small brother, or grandparents, uncle and aunt can not! Did mom tell you that! "An Xiaochi said these words while beating her palm. No matter how much she cried, she insisted on finishing the palm six times, and it was the kind of completely fierce expression.

One by one were frightened by the red eyes, an Xiaochi turned to Mrs. Deng and said, "Mrs. Deng, take one to the living room for dinner."

Mrs. Deng knew that anxiaochi was really angry this time, so she quickly picked up one by one, and then motioned to another nanny to serve one meal.

Before she left, Mrs. Deng looked at Guo Guo's crying voice and couldn't bear it. She turned back and said, "second little grandma, the child is still young, teach slowly."

An small pool head also does not return, the hand still gently grasps the fruit oil little hand. "It's OK. You go out first."

Mrs. Deng hesitated and walked away one by one, leaving the fruit of crying more and more fierce and an Xiaochi who did not say a word.

Guoguo cried very sad, and anxiaochi didn't coax him, so he let him cry, and from time to time he rubbed the palms of his hands with his fingers, but his face was still calm and silent.

Fruit was not a crying temperament. After a few minutes of devoted crying, she found that her mother was indifferent, so she was a bit of a shoddy worker.

However, an Xiaochi has been paying attention to his reaction. Seeing that he gradually turns from true feelings to daily false tears, he is also relieved. Instead of showing it on his face, he releases his hand, then gets up and sits on one side of the chair and pours a glass of water to himself. Then he drinks water and shows his mobile phone.

Fruit had been a little bit to howl, at this time to see his mother so not care about themselves, even hands are not holding, immediately from the sorrow of brewing a wave of crying.

An Xiaochi also ignored him. He should drink water and send messages.

If Guoguo can see his mother's mobile phone screen and read, he will know that his mother is crazy with his father in America.

Guoguo's mother: [honey, why don't you stop? How long will he cry? His eyes are going to cry and swell.

Guoguo's mother: [I can't hold on to my father anymore. My son is so capable of crying that I have angina pectoris]

Guoguo's father: [where does it hurt? When I go back to clean him up.

Guo Guo his mother: [if you dare to clean him up, I'll take care of you! 】

Guoguo's father: [ 】

fruit his mother: [no, I can't. baby seems to be tired of crying. I must hold on, and I can't fail. 】

Guoguo's mother: [how can our son cry so much? Who is it? My brother said that I had to play skateboarding when I was a child, and I fell down all day without a drop of tears. I'm such a steel girl, how can my son cry so much?

Guo Guo Guo's mother: [heartache kills me]

In addition to the front of the real feelings and the back forced true feelings, Guo Guo cried intermittently for less than half an hour, and finally could not cry, but also cry hungry. But he didn't dare to move. He looked at an Xiaochi for several seconds. Seeing that she didn't respond, he lowered her head and whipped. Wei wrongly picked up the spoon and wanted to have a drink of soup. As a result, the soup was not delivered to his mouth, and his hand was pulled again.

Guoguo looked up and saw that it was his mother who didn't let him drink soup. It was really sad this time.

He's so hungry that he won't eat!

Seeing his son's flat mouth and crying again, an Xiaochi knew that it was his own action that made him misunderstood. He quickly pinched his little hand and touched his small face. In a soft voice, he said in a soft voice, "the rice is cold. Don't eat it."

Fruit and feel the mother's long lost tenderness, immediately very aggrieved sajiao shouts: "mother embrace."

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