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MTL - Dressed As the Villain’s Mother-Chapter 51
【Your son is great】
Hearing Ji Zhile's words, Pei Jing immediately thought of the scars on his face. He was beaten by his mother. Was Ji Zhile bullied by others?
Pei Jing looked at Ji Zhile, his face was full of miscellaneous watercolor traces and looked ugly, which reminded Pei Jing of some bad things.
It turned out that he was bullied by other children in his grandmother's house.
Those children are always tangled up in a team, doing things that people think dogs hate, but because of their young age, they are always said to be children.
Pei Jing was bullied by them. The clothes he washed and hung on the clothesline outside were soiled with firewood ash and mud by several children, and those children even threw dirt on him.
Pei Jing was very angry, rushed up and started fighting with those children, one against four, although he had suffered a lot, but the other party didn't get any advantage, and finally ran away crying.
For them, it is best to use fists to solve problems with disobedient children.
Pei Jing looked at Ji Zhile, Ji Zhile was not tall, fair and clean, he looked like he could be easily bullied, and he kept hiding his face, which was very typical in Pei Jing's eyes After being bullied, they dare not let the adults in the family know.
Ji Zhile's eyes were red from crying, and he was sobbing.
Pei Jing clenched his fists, thinking that Ji Zhile must be in need of help.
Ji Zhile didn't speak, Pei Jing said: "Zhile, don't be afraid, who painted on your face?"
Ji Zhile burst into tears, feeling ashamed to death, wiped his tears and said, "I drew it myself, woo woo woo."
Pei Jing still didn't quite believe it. It is true that some children would say that they did it themselves if they were bullied and dare not tell. Pei Jing understood this kind of psychology, so he said: "Whoever bullied you, you tell us, and everyone will help you. It will definitely not happen again.”
Ji Zhile covered her face, thinking that brother Pei Jing was so annoying, why did she ask him, he said that he painted it himself, although Ji Zhile didn't want to admit it now.
He sobbed with trembling shoulders, and no one paid attention.
"Pfft..." Si Tian's laughter came from the front, seeing Ji Zhile crying sadly, but she was very happy, "Ji Zhile really drew it himself."
"As for why, you can ask him."
Pei Jing was also dumbfounded, it was completely different from what he thought, he looked at Ji Zhile, he didn't know what to do in the face of the crying child.
He seldom cries, because he thinks it is a very useless thing that will only waste his energy, but Ji Zhile is different, he can cry for a long time in a small ball.
While he was crying, Si Tian laughed, and finally couldn't help rubbing his sore cheeks from laughing.
Ji Zhile said angrily, "No, stop laughing! Hiccup."
It's just a pity that a hiccup at the end made his angry and commanding words completely lose their momentum.
"Well, since Ji Zhile won't say anything, let me say, Ji Zhile wanted to be..."
"Don't say it, don't say it!" Ji Zhile almost wanted to fly over and cover her mother's mouth.
But unfortunately, he couldn't hold it back, and Si Tian still said it completely: "Ji Zhile really wants to be an African chief, so he paints on his face. Ji Zhile thinks it's cool. Do you think it's cool?"
Both Pei Jing and Ji Ning were stunned, completely unaware of Ji Zhile's brain circuit.
Ji Zhile cried even more sadly: "Woo, I hate you! I hate you!"
Why tell them? He felt so ashamed and didn't want to see anyone anymore, so he covered his face again, and he swore he would write this down in his notebook when he got home.
It's just that when Ji Zhile was crying really sad, someone rubbed his hair and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and Ji Ning's gentle voice reached his ears.
"It's okay, don't cry."
Ji Ning took out a wet tissue from his schoolbag, wiped off the tears on Ji Zhile's face, and comforted him softly, "Just don't do this next time."
"I'll wipe it off for you so it won't be dirty."
Ji Zhile forced a "hmm", then raised his head and asked Ji Ning to help him wipe it off.
His face was soft and his skin was fair, so these marks were particularly conspicuous, and they were not completely wiped off with a wet paper towel. Ji Ningyi comforted: "Go home and wash slowly, and it will be clean."
Ji Zhile thought it was better for her elder brother, so she nodded with tears in her eyes, and then looked down at her clothes: "The clothes are also dirty."
Ji Ningyi said: "Bleach can be used to remove the color."
Although Ji Zhile didn't know what bleach was, he believed his brother's words and nodded.
He looked at Pei Jing and saw that the marks on Pei Jing's face had also faded, so he said, "Brother Pei Jing should wash his face when he gets home, and it will be clean."
"Let's all stop being chiefs."
Pei Jing curled his fingers slightly: "Okay."
Ji Zhile doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't look at others with strange eyes. Everything in the world is fresh and interesting to him.
In Pei Jing's grandmother's place, there are often more than one child in the family, and the younger one is more annoying, but Pei Jing doesn't think Ji Zhile is annoying.
When he got home, Pei Jing was about to go back to his own home, but was stopped by Si Tian: "Pei Jing, let's eat fried skewers tonight, come with us."
She didn't give Pei Jing a chance to refuse: "Your house is closed, and your mother must not have come back yet."
Ji Ning held Pei Jing's hand: "Pei Jing come with us, Auntie bought a lot of vegetables."
Ji Zhile was very excited when he heard this sentence: "I want to eat!"
Pei Jingjing nodded: "Thank you, Auntie."
There is still ten yuan in his schoolbag. He will eat less meat later, and he doesn't know if it is enough to eat more.
The first thing Ji Zhile did when he got home was to wash his face, he could hardly bear the dirt on his face.
He stood on the small stool, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt bad, too ugly, which was a fatal blow to the child who always claimed to be very cute.
Ji Zhile took her own small towel, washed it many times, and then looked in the mirror again.
Huh, it didn't disappear at all. He leaned close to the mirror and found that the watercolors were just a little lighter. Does he want to live with these marks on his face for a lifetime? Ji Zhile felt so terrible that the sky suddenly collapsed.
When Si Tian passed by and was about to change his pants, he heard Ji Zhile's whimpering sound from Ji Zhile's room. The door of the room was not closed, which was enough to see how urgent Ji Zhile wanted to wash his face.
She walked in, only to find that Ji Zhile was sobbing, looking in the mirror while wiping his face with a wet towel, and saying, "I can't wipe it off, why can't I wipe it off."
Si Tian couldn't help laughing.
As soon as Ji Zhile saw her, he couldn't remember the revenge of being exposed and ridiculed in the car just now, as if he had found a support: "Mom, I can't wipe it off."
His eyes were watery, as if he was about to shed tears in the next moment, and turned into a red-eyed rabbit.
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Si Tian wanted to laugh, pinched his face, and said, "It can't be wiped off with just water. You need to use facial cleanser. Wait for me here."
Ji Zhile, who couldn't think of any other way, treated Si Tian as a **** at this moment, looked at her expectantly with watery eyes, and nodded vigorously: "En."
Si Tian took a bottle of facial cleanser with makeup remover power and walked into Ji Zhile's room again, asking him to wash his face with his eyes closed.
The child's face was soft, and Si Tian couldn't help pinching it. Ji Zhile's eyes were tightly closed, and the wet eyelashes trembled, but he still didn't open them.
"Is it clean, mother, is it clean?"
"Don't talk." Si Tian vented her anger at this moment, avenging Ji Zhile's behavior of messing her hair today, and rubbing Ji Zhile's face.
The facial cleanser has excellent efficacy and rich foam. After Si Tian rinsed it off for him, the traces on his face completely disappeared.
Ji Zhile opened his eyes and saw himself in the mirror and couldn't believe it. His cheeks were slightly red from Si Tian's rubbing, but the watercolor marks were gone. Ji Zhile moved closer to the mirror, looking from one side to the other.
"thanks Mom!"
After venting her anger overtly and secretly, Si Tian's mood improved a lot, her smiling eyes crooked: "You're welcome."
"Mom, I have to change clothes." Ji Zhile said.
Si Tian: "Go."
Ji Zhile noticed the watercolor marks on Si Tian's light-colored slacks, thought of something, and pointed guiltily: "Mom's pants are also dirty."
"I'll change it too."
Si Tian forgot to take away the facial cleanser and went back to her room.
After Ji Zhile changed his clothes, he sat on a stool and thought. The teacher said that he had to apologize for doing something wrong. He stained his mother's pants, and her mother washed his face clean, even though her mother exposed him in the car. However, Ji Zhile felt that this could be offset by washing his face, so he still owed one.
A good idea suddenly popped up in Ji Zhile's mind. He sneaked into his mother's room, and saw the pants that his mother had changed into in the laundry basket, and her mother was currently skewering the fried skewers for tonight downstairs.
Ji Zhile took the dirty trousers back to her room, took out the basin, put the trousers in the basin, and filled up the water again.
He decided to help his mother wash the pants.
It was just that he suddenly thought of the traces that he couldn't wash off just now. Ji Zhile looked up and saw the facial cleanser beside the sink. He remembered that his mother used this to clean the watercolor on his face just now.
Since you can wash your face, you can also wash your pants!
Ji Zhile happily took down the facial cleanser.
Si Tian is downstairs making fried skewers with her aunt. She usually doesn't like to cook any regular meals. She also likes to mix seasonings and skewers for such small snacks.
Ji Ningyi and Pei Jing also came to help her in a sensible way. Si Tian found that Pei Jing was very proficient in doing these housework. Although he was only a seven-year-old child, he did it well and was very careful.
This provoked Si Tian to praise him.
Pei Jing was a little shy, he had never been praised like this before, these are what he should do at home.
Ji Ningyi didn't feel jealous in the slightest, and rolled his eyes with a smile, and said to Si Tian: "Pei Jing is also very good at playing basketball at school."
"Really?" Si Tian was shocked, as expected of the future hero, this is a sport that girls like very much in the first grade.
"No." Pei Jing said, lowering his head, his ears were a little red.
The fried skewers were ready quickly, Si Tian saw that Ji Zhile hadn't come down yet, so she went upstairs to look for him: "Ji Zhile."
Ji Zhile's voice came from the room: "Mom, I'm here."
Her tone was brisk, as if something good had happened, Si Tian walked into the room, and saw Ji Zhile's little figure haunting the bathroom.
As she approached, Ji Zhile looked up at her. He changed into clean clothes, wore shorts, and stepped barefoot in the bathroom. There was a basin in front of him, and the trousers in the basin looked familiar.
The next moment, Si Tian knew why she was familiar with her.
Ji Zhile picked up his trousers, his little face was bright: "Look, mom, I cleaned your trousers."
Si Tian recognized that they were the pants she had just changed out of in the laundry basket, but she didn't expect Ji Zhile to pick them out and wash them for her.
It can be seen that Ji Zhile is working very hard, because his face is reddish after exercise, his voice is a little breathless, and he said: "This way, Mom can wear clean pants."
He lowered his voice a little, admitting his mistake: "I shouldn't have dirty my mother's pants, and my mother will be unhappy."
The three-and-a-half-year-old child, with an immature tone and so good-natured speech, knew that she had made a mistake and would take the initiative to admit it, and helped her wash the clothes. Si Tian's heart melted immediately, and her tone and voice softened a lot: "Who taught me?" Did you do that?"
Ji Zhile said: "The teacher told us that we should apologize for doing something wrong. My mother washed my face for me, and I helped my mother wash my pants."
He showed a shallow smile, so obedient, Si Tian felt as if she saw an angel.
"It's really clean." Si Tian rubbed the cub's head and praised, "It's amazing."
Ji Zhile also had a happy smile on his face: "Because I washed my pants with what my mother washed my face."
Si Tian:?
Ji Zhile said happily: "This way I can wash it clean."
Si Tian:? ? ?
She lowered her head with difficulty, searching for something, and finally found her facial cleanser in the trash can.
Ji Zhile said: "Because there are a lot of watercolors, it took a lot of use to wash them off."
Ji Zhile raised his head and smiled sweetly at her, as if he wanted to be praised.
Si Tian: ...
Her facial cleanser cost hundreds of dollars!
Ji Zhile finished it after only using it twice?
Si Tian really wanted to pick it up and shake it, maybe there was still some left, but the bottle was opened and I don’t know how long it stayed in the trash can...
Si Tian felt that her depression was about to be cured again, her eyes fell on Ji Zhile's face, Ji Zhile still didn't notice anything, she still smiled happily, like an angel.
She knew how Ji Zhile could be an angel!
There are always frequent behaviors that make people go to heaven for a second and **** for a second, and he is worthy of being the vicious male supporting role in the future.
But Ji Zhile seemed to be inspired by her praise just now, he said: "Put the pants up, and mom can wear them after drying."
Si Tian stopped it in time, and didn't dare to ask Ji Zhile to do it again. She didn't know what unforeseen things would happen, so she said, "Zhi Le, let's go eat first."
"Fried skewers?" Ji Zhile's eyes sparkled.
Si Tiandian nodded, and he happily rushed out to wipe his feet and change his shoes.
Looking at the scene in the bathroom, Si Tian felt a sudden pain in her heart. How could these slacks bought on Xixi for 39.9 free shipping be worth hundreds of dollars of facial cleanser?
She held back her heartache, took out her mobile phone, took a picture, and sent it to Ji Jiangzhou: [Your son is awesome]
When eating, everyone ate very happily. Si Tian turned her grief and anger into appetite, and ate a lot. Among them, it was aimed at Ji Zhile. She would take whatever Ji Zhile liked to eat.
As an adult, he naturally eats faster than Ji Zhile.
Ji Zhile noticed it very quickly, and he came up with a very clever way, picking up his brother's favorite dishes and putting them on Si Tian's plate.
"Mom, eat this!"
Si Tian sneered, she couldn't see Ji Zhile's intention clearly, she said, "I like you to eat what's on the plate."
Ji Zhile's eyes widened, and he shook his head: "It's not tasty."
"Delicious." Si Tian decisively picked up a bunch of fried Flammulina velutipes, and bit off a third of it in one bite.
Ji Zhile looked at her in disbelief, and then looked at what was on his plate, obviously he only had three bunches of mushrooms.
He pursed his mouth, and suddenly wanted to cry, and then there was a bunch of fried meatballs in the basin, and another bunch of small crispy meat.
Pei Jing and Ji Ning gave him a bunch one by one.
Ji Zhile sniffed, thinking that one bunch of Flammulina velutipes could be exchanged for two bunches, so he stopped crying and continued eating.
Seeing this scene, Si Tian felt that Ji Zhile was really lucky. As the youngest one, he was naturally doted on by his brother.
Suddenly, two fried skewers were placed on her plate.
Ji Ning smiled slightly, his eyes curved: "Mom has it too."
Pei Jing was also a little shy: "I have a lot."
So it's just a little thing to share with her. During Pei Jing's education, grandma often treated him like this, giving him things and saying that I still have a lot.
Si Tian looked at the Flammulina velutipes on the plate, one was from Ji Ningyi, the other was from Pei Jing, they were her favorite.
Her heart trembled.
Everyone ate this dinner to their satisfaction. Pei Jing sensiblely saw that they put away the dishes and washed them after they finished eating. This action made the other two children stand up.
"I want to wash too!" Ji Zhile said enthusiastically.
Ji Ning followed suit and raised his hand: "I want to too."
A good competitive atmosphere was formed among the three children, but there were only so many bowls, and each child washed away what he had used, and rushed to help Si Tian wash it.
Ji Ning helped her wash the dishes, Pei Jing helped her wash the dishes, and the youngest Ji Zhile only got a pair of chopsticks.
Si Tian felt very moved. Since the children were so active, she was too embarrassed to discourage their enthusiasm, so she stood aside and watched.
Pei Jing is experienced. Squeeze the dish soap, use the dishcloth, drain the water, and do it in an orderly manner. Ji Zhile and Ji Ning imitated his appearance. Although it was a bit of a waste of water, they washed the dishes to a shine of.
The aunt beside her couldn't help sighing: "The children are so sensible now, you will be blessed in the future."
Si Tian hummed twice, thinking that Ji Zhile would really thank her for not using facial cleanser to help her wash things.
After Pei Jing came to the house, Ji Ningyi and Ji Zhile were very happy, especially Ji Zhile clamored to play games, but Pei Jing said: "It's very late, I'm going home, next time I will accompany Zhile Can I play?"
Although Ji Zhile was not very happy, he still said: "Yes, brother Pei Jing must remember!"
Pei Jing nodded, he thought he would always remember it.
When he arrived at his home, the door was still locked. Pei Jing opened the door with a key, and his steps were a little lighter.
There was no light in his house, the villa was pitch-black, and the door opened like the mouth of a giant beast.
A few tens of meters away, the lights of Ji Ning's family are bright. Ji Ningyi's younger brother is very cute, and Ji Ningyi's mother is also very good. They are all very good people.
Pei Jing opened the door inside and smelled the smell of alcohol. He stepped back slightly, took a deep breath, and prepared to go upstairs quietly.
But the light suddenly turned on, and he saw his mother lying on the sofa, frowning and asked him: "What time is it, why are you back now?"