MTL - Dressed As the Villain’s Mother-Chapter 22

He's going to hate everyone!

Although Si Tian is very greedy for Ji Jiangzhou's beauty, she respects the God of Wealth even more.

Hearing this, a sweet smile curled up on the corner of her lips: "Then I wish you a happy sleep alone tonight."

Very standard Mandarin, very friendly tone, compared to the waiters in five-star hotels.

Ji Jiangzhou looked at her, a pair of long and narrow beautiful eyes seemed to bend down almost imperceptibly.

"You come with me."

After speaking, he walked upstairs.

Si Tian was in a panic all of a sudden, could it be that the God of Wealth was moved by her beauty and decided to sleep with her? It doesn't have to be.

After Si Tian came to this world, she walked through the rooms in the villa to familiarize herself with the environment, but one or two of them were locked and she couldn't get in. At this moment, she found that one of them was Ji Jiangzhou's bedroom.

The door opened, and Si Tian saw the layout inside. She said it was a second bedroom, but it was almost the same as the master bedroom. On the contrary, I don’t know if it was a psychological effect or something. Si Tian always felt that the furniture in Ji Jiangzhou’s room was more luxurious. expensive.

Ji Jiangzhou took out a box for her, made of black velvet, and exuded a strong smell of money under the light.

Ji Jiangzhou said: "The gemstone necklace you want."

Si Tian:!

She took it devoutly with both hands, and the box weighed as much as money in her hand. Si Tian didn't even need to hide her smile to see her happiness. She thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you."

Compared to her appearance of never seeing the world, Ji Jiangzhou is very calm: "Yeah."

Si Tian understood immediately, and said obediently, "Then I won't disturb your rest."

"By the way, you haven't been home for so long, does the room need to be cleaned? Does the bed need to be made?"

After all, after taking such an expensive gift from others, Si Tian wouldn't feel at ease if she didn't do more.

Ji Jiangzhou: "Well, do you want to clean up?"

Si Tian kept smiling: "I'll let someone clean it."

Ji Jiangzhou looked at her and chuckled lightly: "Don't you think this is treating the servants harshly now?"

Si Tian's eyes widened: "How can this be considered harsh treatment? If you get paid, you have to do the corresponding work."

The salary of the servants in the villa is so high, why didn't she find such a good job in her previous life?

The way she stared round her eyes was somewhat similar to Ji Zhile's. Thinking of her son, Ji Jiangzhou's eyes softened a little, and he teased, "So you didn't say that."

Si Tian didn't know what she said, because she didn't have the memory of the original owner.

"Because I have grown up." Si Tian used what she had said before.

Ji Jiangzhou let out a "huh".

Si Tian exited the room sensiblely, then quickly ran back to her own room holding the box tightly, locked the door, and opened the box carefully.

Inside the box is a necklace of pink gemstones. The gemstones look transparent and round under the light, and they look expensive at first glance.

Si Tian's eyes were shining, she decisively opened a certain treasure, and began to take pictures and understand pictures.

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A great birthday gift for your girlfriend?

Is this really something a tyrant can do?

Fortunately, Si Tian continued to scroll down and found the same necklace from the C family, 199 free shipping.

The C family had the same model, Si Tian decisively searched online, and found the same model, her pupils trembled, she opened her eyes wide and counted the zeros several times.

five million!

Si Tian looked at the necklace in the box, and there were only three words in her head, get rich!

She will sell it another day, and the cash is still safe in her hands.

Here Si Tian is happily counting money, while Ji Zhile is sadly holding grudges over there.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are always different.

As soon as Ji Zhile returned to the room, he couldn't hold back his tears. There was only one thought in his mind, that his mother lied to him.

While sobbing, Ji Zhile found out her small notebook, took out a pencil, and wrote on it vigorously stroke by stroke:

1. His mother lied to him, saying that the family had no money;

2. Mom lied to him and let him eat carrots;

3. His mother lied to him, saying that there was only one beautiful dress;

4. Mom lied to him!

…

Before that, Ji Zhile didn't know how to write cheat characters, but after today, Ji Zhile became very proficient in writing cheat characters.

As he was writing, tears fell down involuntarily, soaking a small piece of the book, Ji Zhile sniffed, and quickly wiped away the tears with his hands, the handwriting was also blurred.

Ji Zhile's already sad mood suddenly became worse. He pouted his mouth and blew away the water marks on the notebook, and continued to fill in the pinyin of the word beside him.

He must write clearly, otherwise he will forget what to do when he grows up. If he can't forget, he will remember it for a lifetime!

Thinking of these days, he went to the park with Xiao Yuan to pick up bottles in the morning, and went home to pick up bottles in the community at night. The bottle he picked up last night was still missing, Ji Zhile felt even more wronged, and took all of this account On the sweet spot.

hate mom!

Ji Zhile's heart was about to break.

While wiping tears and holding grudges, the door of the room was suddenly knocked with a soft and rhythmic sound of "dong dong dong".

Ji Zhile turned his head to take a look, pretended not to hear, and continued to lower his head to hold his grudges, since he locked the door anyway, so mom couldn't come in.

"I won't forgive her!" Ji Zhile wrote fiercely in the small notebook, and at the same time engraved it in his heart.

"Zhile, open the door." A familiar voice came, it was Dad.

Ji Zhile hesitated for a while, closed the small book, put another book on it to cover up, and then climbed off the stool to open the door.

Dad stood at the door and asked him, "Are you still crying?"

Ji Zhile lowered his head and pinched the hem of his clothes tightly, saying stiffly, "I don't have one."

"Take a look, what is this?"

There was a bang bang bang bang sound, Ji Zhile raised his head slightly, and saw the garbage bag in his hand, Ji Zhile recognized it immediately: "My bottle!"

Just for a moment, Ji Zhile became angry again: "I don't want it anymore."

Since the family is not short of money, what do you need the bottle for? He only earns five yuan a day, and his father earns more than him every second. Ji Zhile's self-esteem has suffered an unprecedented blow.

Ji Jiangzhou put the garbage bag at the door and walked into his youngest son's room.

"Zhile, don't cry. Mom just hopes that you will not be picky about food and not waste food." Ji Jiangzhou tried to soften his voice, comforting his youngest son.

Ji Zhile's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that his father was actually helping his mother, and it was obvious that his mother lied to him.

"I hate you!" Ji Zhile growled angrily.

This is a disaster for no reason, but Ji Jiangzhou has been able to accept it calmly: "Then you can only hate one person, and if you hate your father, you can't hate your mother."

Ji Zhile covered her ears: "If I don't listen, I won't listen!"

He was completely in a state of refusing to communicate, Ji Jiangzhou frowned, feeling that now is not a good time to solve the problem.

"Then dad is gone, Zhile, you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, go to bed early."

After her father left, Ji Zhile finally let go of her hands covering her ears, raised her eyelids, and glanced quietly.

The door was closed softly, Ji Zhile pouted, who said that he can only hate one person, he wants to hate everyone!

Ji Zhile climbed out of bed neatly, went back to his small desk, opened the little notebook of vengeance, and wrote on it: "Hate Dad!"

Why hate it? Ji Zhile bit her cheek and thought, yes!

"Because Dad speaks for Mom!"

Ji Zhile thought about it again, there are no other annoying people for the time being, and I can add them in the future, but the person I hate the most right now is my mother.

Ji Zhile swore that he would remember this matter forever.

After writing today's vengeance, Ji Zhile rubbed his eyes and was about to go to bed, but the moment his **** touched the bed, he thought of something again, and tiptoed out of bed, walked to the door, and quietly opened the door of the room. There was no one at the door. thing.

He remembered seeing his father put the garbage bag here just now, but there is no more now.

Ji Zhile tried his best to ignore the sense of loss in his heart, it doesn't matter, anyway, the family is rich now, and there is no shortage of his bottles.

However, it took him a long time to pick up so many, Ji Zhile rubbed his eyes, closed the door silently and returned to the bed.

When the alarm clock rang the next morning, Ji Zhile woke up, but he didn't get up to get dressed and wash his face as usual, he just sat on the bed blankly, doing nothing.

He didn't want to leave the room, and he didn't want to see his mother.

Ji Zhile just sat there blankly until his brother came to call him.

"Zhile, haven't you woken up yet? You'll be late for school later."

This sentence reminded Ji Zhile that you can't be late for school, the last person to enter the classroom will be embarrassing, and you will be laughed at by your classmates for sleeping in.

Ji Zhile immediately climbed out of bed, quickly got dressed and ran downstairs, her parents and elder brother were all there, Ji Zhile pouted and tilted her head, no one wanted to pay attention to her.

"Ji Zhile."

It was his mother calling him.

Ji Zhile raised his chin, pretending not to hear, even if his mother apologized to him now, he would not forgive her easily, unless she...

"Your clothes are on the wrong side."

Ji Zhile was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look at his clothes, only to find that he was wearing them backwards, with the unpatterned back on the front, and Ji Zhile suddenly felt a little hot on his face, as if everyone was looking at him.

He clenched his fists: "I hate you!"

Then thud thump ran upstairs.

He heard his brother calling him: "Zhile..."

Ji Zhile didn't even look back, he was about to change his clothes back quickly, and then he heard his mother's voice: "It's okay, he hates me, anyway, he has hated me many times."

Ji Zhile's ears twitched slightly, her cheeks puffed up, she was so angry, her mother didn't take his dislike at all!

As soon as Ji Zhile returned to his room, he desperately wanted to take off his clothes, but he was too anxious, the clothes got stuck, and Ji Zhile blushed in anxiety, at this moment, someone walked up to him , helped him take off his clothes, and then helped him put them on quickly.

Ji Zhile smelled a familiar and pleasant smell from the tip of his nose, and recognized the person even without seeing the face, he lowered his head and ignored the person.

"Still angry?" Mom asked him.

"Don't be angry, okay, it's my mother who made a mistake and shouldn't lie to you."

Ji Zhile clenched her fists and said firmly, "I won't forgive you!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't forgive, so are you going to eat now?"

His mother continued to ask him, her voice was much gentler than usual, Ji Zhile's heart moved slightly, and he raised his head to look at her, his mother smiled with crooked eyes, very beautiful and gentle.

Ji Zhile snorted softly: "I don't eat eggs."

"it is good."

what…

"I don't drink milk!"

"it is good."

Ji Zhile said boldly, "I want to eat noodles!"

Xiao Yuan ate the noodles and said they were delicious, so he wanted them too.

"Yes, but not in the morning. Auntie didn't cook the noodles. If you finish cooking the noodles now, you will definitely be late for kindergarten."

Ji Zhile reluctantly accepted: "Alright then."

"Can you come downstairs and have dinner with me now?"

Ji Zhile snorted softly and walked outside. His mother's voice came from behind, asking him very gently and politely, "Little Ji Zhile, can I pick you up after school today?"

Ji Zhile curled his lips, why did he ask him if he wanted to come, but he answered dutifully, "No."

"Okay, I'll be on time."

Ji Zhile was silent, and said in a low voice, "I want to wear a skirt."

Si Tian endured it, there are many small things about her age, she gritted her teeth: "Okay."

Forget it, who told her to lie to Ji Zhile, she owes him a debt.

Ji Zhile finally felt better. When he got downstairs, he took the initiative to say hello to his brother, but he was careful not to say hello to his father. He remembered that his father helped his mother talk last night.

But Dad didn't seem to notice it: "Zhile, good morning."

Ji Zhile replied politely but proudly: "Good morning, Dad."

This is the most comfortable breakfast Ji Zhile has had in a while. It turns out that when Granny Fang is here, his mother doesn't care about him, and he can eat whatever he wants.

But then mother changed, Granny Fang left, Ji Zhile had to drink milk every day, he hated it to death.

There are sandwiches and soy milk on the table. There is meat in the sandwich, which Ji Zhile likes. The soy milk is sweet, and Ji Zhile also likes it.

In the end, it was Dad who sent them to school, and Dad would send them to school when he was not working at home.

When going out, Ji Zhile saw a familiar-looking garbage bag beside the gate, and he immediately recognized that it was for him to put bottles in.

Ji Zhile was a little entangled, he was a little bit reluctant, but now he knew that the family did not lack the money, so he was embarrassed to ask for it back.

But Mom and Dad didn't throw away his bottle, which made Ji Zhile less unhappy.

Sitting in the car going to school, Ji Zhile and Ji Ningyi were sitting in the back row, Ji Zhile couldn't sit still, so he quietly moved to the side of Ji Ningyi, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Brother, after you Stop eating milk and eggs, and eat meat with me."

Ji Ning glanced at him and said seriously: "I don't hate milk and eggs."

Ji Zhile was not very happy, and muttered in a low voice: "You hate it, you didn't eat it before."

Ji Zhile felt a little lonely. He and his elder brother liked the same food. It turned out that they both ate similar food, but since his mother changed, his elder brother also changed.

Ji Zhile also wanted to pull his brother into his camp: "Brother, the sandwich is really delicious, it contains meat and ham sausage."

He tried to seduce, but Ji Ning didn't move at all: "I don't like it."

Ji Zhile was unhappy, and pouted: "Then you can do whatever you want, anyway, I don't want to eat eggs and milk in the future, anyway, my parents will give me meat."

Ji Ning pursed his lips and didn't speak, he didn't know why his mother became so indulgent to Ji Zhile.

When Ji Zhile was about to get off the car when he arrived at the kindergarten, he leaned into the driver's seat and said to his father, "Dad, don't come to pick me up this afternoon."

Ji Jiangzhou was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

He remembered that Ji Zhile liked him very much and picked him up from school.

The corners of Ji Zhile's mouth turned up slightly, and her eyes sparkled: "Mom said she was going to pick me up today, and she had to wear a skirt."

Ji Jiangzhou didn't expect his position to be replaced so easily: "I know."

Ji Zhile said again: "Come again when my mother doesn't want to pick me up."

Ji Jiangzhou didn't expect that he was still a spare tire. It was a little funny, and he rubbed his youngest son's hair: "Got it."

Ji Zhile waved to him with satisfaction, and was no longer angry: "Goodbye, Dad."

After entering the kindergarten, Ji Zhile immediately told Xiao Yuan what he had for breakfast, and he said in a very complacent and proud tone, "I ate a sandwich this morning."

Xiao Yuan said, "That's delicious!"

"But the sandwiches are so expensive, one costs eighty yuan." Xiao Yuan and his mother went to the cake shop, and he remembered the price of the sandwiches, "It takes days to pick up the bottle to buy it."

When mentioning this matter, Ji Zhile thought of his mother's deceit. He leaned into Xiao Yuan's ear and said in a low voice, "Xiao Yuan, let me tell you something. My father is home. He can earn a lot of money. Our family is not poor at all."

Strange, at this moment Ji Zhile felt very proud when he said that Xiaoyuan's father can earn money, so can his father.

Xiao Yuan was puzzled: "But you said you were poor?"

Ji Zhile pouted: "My mother lied to me."

Xiao Yuan looked at him pitifully: "Zhile, you must be very sad."

Ji Zhile raised her finger, and made a little distance between her thumb and index finger: "It's only a little bit, because my mother helped me get dressed this morning."

He was very excited: "She is coming to pick me up from school, and she promised me to wear a skirt."

Xiao Yuan said, "Your mother is so kind to you."

He completely forgot about his mother's deception just now.

The corners of Ji Zhile's lips curled up. He also felt that his mother treated him very well today, as long as he could always be so good.

Although Ji Zhile is still young and doesn't understand what guilt is, he vaguely perceives that it's because his mother lied to him, that's why she treats him well today.

Just like on his third birthday, when his mother pushed him down and scratched his arm, his mother hugged him.

But now Ji Zhile is no longer a kid who can be bought with hugs, at least ten.

Ji Zhile quietly spread the word in Huahua Kindergarten's small class about her mother wearing a skirt to pick him up in the afternoon, especially telling Xiaoya.

Ji Zhile always remembers the last time Xiaoya's mother wore a skirt, and Xiaoya showed it off in front of him. Ji Zhile firmly believed that as long as her mother wore a skirt, she would be the prettiest mother in the kindergarten.

He was especially looking forward to the end of school. As soon as the school bell rang, Ji Zhile packed his schoolbags as quickly as possible and stood in line outside the classroom. He stood up straight, even the teacher praised him.

Other children who knew the inside story said: "Ji Zhile wants to see his mother sooner."

Ji Zhile said stiffly: "That's not it."

It's just that when the teacher took them out of the kindergarten, Ji Zhile couldn't stop staring at the end of school. Suddenly his eyes stopped, and the round eyes burst into light. Ji Zhile tilted his head and whispered to the people around him. Classmate: "That's my mother!"

Si Tian wore a white dress and put on makeup today. Instead of squeezing in the innermost like other parents, she stood outside the crowd, but she was very eye-catching.

She lowered her head to look at the time, and then looked up. The students from the small class of Huahua Kindergarten showed up at the end of school on time. Si Tian waited for the biggest crowd to pass before picking up Ji Zhile, but she felt a little strange today.

Why are the children passing by her all looking at her, and whispering something to their parents.

When there were fewer people, Si Tian called out: "Ji Zhile."

Ji Zhile walked towards her with a small schoolbag on his back. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, the corners of his mouth still twitched. It was easy to guess what the child was thinking.

"Mother Ji Zhile." A little girl's voice sounded beside Si Tian.

Si Tian lowered her head and saw a familiar little girl. Si Tian still vaguely remembered that this little girl was the little girl she complained to Ji Zhile when she first came to pick up Ji Zhile.

She smiled: "Hello, little friend."

The little girl said seriously: "I admit that you are the most beautiful mother in the kindergarten."

Si Tian:?

Why can't she understand this?

"But my mother is also very beautiful, the prettiest in my heart."

The little girl turned her head and said to Ji Zhile who had just walked beside them, "Ji Zhile, you can also wait and see my mother."

Ji Zhile said: "I don't want it, I want to go home."

He got what he wanted, he was in a good mood, and he waved his hand: "Goodbye, Xiaoya."

Ji Zhile walked beside Si Tian, ​​quietly stretched out her hand, raised her head to look at her mother, puffed up her cheeks and quietly retracted it.

Why doesn't mom hold his hand? If you don't hold hands, you don't count as picking him up. Ji Zhile is embarrassed to say that he is still angry with his mother now, he should not be as easy to coax as before, or his mother will change back soon.

Ji Zhile could only pinch the strap of his schoolbag angrily.

Si Tian looked down at Ji Zhile several times, and as soon as she got in the car, Ji Zhile sat by the window with her lips pouted, away from her.

Si Tian squinted her eyes, and she had already figured out why those children always looked at her when they walked past her just now, and why the little girl said something.

"Ji Zhile."

Ji Zhile gave a proud "hmm".

"Are you asking me to wear a skirt today to compare with the kindergarten children whose mother is the most beautiful?"

Ji Zhile: "That's not it!"

He was just helping his mother get back her original title, there was no comparison, it was a fact.

As Si Tian grew up, she hadn't compared her appearance with anyone so clearly, and without her knowing it, she would have to educate Ji Zhile and tell him not to be vain when he was a child.

But she was a little guilty because of what happened last night, and this guilt made Si Tian continue to maintain a good temper, and only said: "Don't do this next time."

Ji Zhile moved his fingers on the schoolbag, tilted his head to look at her quietly, and said, "You came to pick me up today, and you didn't hold me."

Si Tian: "What?"

Ji Zhile put his hand over quietly, blinked, and didn't speak.

Si Tian couldn't help laughing, and held Ji Zhile's little hand: "Say it straight if you want."

At that time, she was thinking about the strange behavior of the children, but she didn't think too much.

Ji Zhile snorted softly, quietly closed her fingers, and clenched her little finger tightly.

When they arrived at the gate of the elementary school, the car stopped, and Ji Ningyi was already waiting for them. As soon as the car door opened, Si Tian said, "We are late, how long has Ningyi been waiting?"

Ji Ningyi said: "I have just finished school."

He sat next to Si Tian, ​​took off his schoolbag and put it beside him, straightened his waist, and sat upright, but he caught a glimpse of his mother and Zhile holding hands from the corner of his eye.

Ji Ning pursed his lips, and quietly exerted a little force with his hands on his knees.

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and the familiar warmth approached him.

He was surprised, looked up and saw his mother's smiling face: "Did anything interesting happen to Ning Yi at school tonight?"

Ji Ning thought about it hard: "The teacher said that tomorrow he will check the homework on the Chinese books, and many students are making up for it."

"Then did you make it up?"

Ji Ning shook his head: "I've already done it."

"Ningyi must be liked by many teachers at school."

Being praised, Ji Ning gave a shy smile.

He turned his head slightly to one side, and lightly touched his mother's shoulder.

Zhile held hands with his mother, and her mother was also willing to hug him.

After returning home, Ji Zhile said that he wanted to eat noodles, which was agreed in the morning.

Si Tian said: "Auntie has prepared a lot of dishes tonight, do you want to eat noodles another day?"

She was discussing with Ji Zhile, but in Ji Zhile's eyes, this meant that his mother would not let him eat noodles.

"No, I want to eat today and at night, you promised me!" Ji Zhile resolutely defended his rights.

Si Tian can only say: "Okay."

She gave Ji Zhile a chance, and fully respected the child's ideas.

Ji Zhile was satisfied, so he wanted to try the delicious noodles that Xiao Yuan said, but he insisted on eating them when his mother refused to let him eat them.

Auntie cooked a bowl for him and put it in the bowl. The soup is golden yellow, the noodles are white, and two emerald green vegetable leaves are covered on it, which looks pretty.

Ji Zhile picked up the chopsticks enthusiastically. Although he was not very skilled in using them, he ate very seriously.

Although Ji Zhile didn't feel very delicious, he still wanted to try it if his good friend had eaten it.

Just after eating a few mouthfuls, Ji Zhile saw her aunt serving the prepared food on the table.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, crystal shrimp, steamed fish, big lobster, roast duck...

Ji Zhile's eyes straightened, and then he looked at the noodles in his bowl, and the taste suddenly disappeared in his mouth.

The whole family sat together, only Ji Zhile was eating noodles. He looked at the meat on the table, swallowed spinelessly, and poked the noodles with his chopsticks.

Finally, Ji Zhile plucked up the courage to change the spoon, then slowly stretched out the spoon and scooped up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Realizing that her mother was looking at him, Ji Zhile said eloquently, "I'll finish eating the noodles together, so there's no waste."

Si Tiandian nodded: "Yes."

Ji Zhile cheerfully started eating ribs, then lobster, broth...

The aunt's cooking was so delicious, Ji Zhile touched her belly at last, and put down the spoon reservedly.

But there was still more than half of the noodles left in the bowl, Ji Zhile remembered what he said just now, and took another bite with his chopsticks very firmly.

The noodles became mushy after they became soft, Ji Zhile frowned and swallowed them reluctantly, refusing to eat any more.

He was a little entangled, the noodles were not like KFC, KFC still tasted delicious when reheated the next day, but the noodles were different, Ji Zhile didn't want to keep it for the next meal.

He thought for a while, and said to Si Tian, ​​"Mom, I forgive you."

Hearing Ji Zhile's words suddenly, Si Tian felt a little funny and touched for a moment, Ji Zhile is so easy to coax, he can be coaxed in one meal, he is a child after all.

"Thank you," she said.

Ji Zhile blinked: "Then can I not eat the leftover noodles?"