The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 309: Another Three Years

The twins have some telepathic connection; as soon as the brother starts eating, the sister also begins to munch.

Jiang Yan quickly runs over to pick up Xiao Xuanxuan, gently rocking and soothing her. The little girl is stubborn, cried for ages, and only settled down when Xiao Yeye finished eating and switched places with her.

As soon as the little girl gets hold of her food, she starts eating voraciously, with her eyes closed, teardrops still hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her little nose twitching. It’s a pitiful sight.

Wang Miaomiao looks at her fragile demeanor and feels a bit troubled, "Look at how delicate she is, what should we do?"

"What’s there to do?" Jiang Yan says indifferently, "Aren’t young girls supposed to be soft and tender?"

Wang Miaomiao disagrees, "It’s cute to be tender when you’re young, but not once you’ve grown. People see it as fragile, and it won’t be endearing."

"She’s our daughter, why care what others think." Jiang Yan, realizing the disapproving look from his wife, quickly changes his tone, "Alright, Xiao Xuanxuan is still little. We don’t know how she’ll be when she’s older, why worry now. Besides, character can be nurtured later. We’ll see if we need to correct it then..."

Wang Miaomiao thinks that’s true and can’t help but sigh, raising children isn’t easy. Each stage brings its own set of worries... How should we nurture our four kids?

Children grow rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed. Xiao Xuanxuan, who used to cry with tears over food, has become just as her father described, a soft, adorable little dumpling.

In the fall of 1982, it’s yet another school season. Our Xiao Yeye and Xiao Xuanxuan have reached the age to attend kindergarten.

"Mom, Mom, hurry up, we’re going to be late..." Jiang Zixuan, wearing a pink cotton sleep dress and dragging rabbit slippers, pushes open the partly open door, rushes to the bedside, and anxiously stomps her little feet, shouting at the woman in bed.

Wang Miaomiao wakes up groggily, moves her sore waist, and frowns a bit. Hearing her daughter’s anxious and tender voice, she abandons the thought of lingering in bed. This little ancestor never gives up until she’s achieved her goal.

As she opens her eyes, she sees her daughter, hands on her little hips, pouting, with eyes as big as saucers, looking at her pitifully.

"Oh, what’s wrong? Your little mouth is pouting so much you could hang an oil bottle." Wang Miaomiao chuckles, looking at her.

"Mom, you’re bad." The little one is upset, her eyes water with tears about to fall.

"Hey... don’t cry. You’re a kindergartener now, and crying at the drop of a hat will have the other kids laughing at you..." Wang Miaomiao sits up helplessly, lecturing her while dressing up.

Sigh, her little girl is indeed soft and cute, but she’s just too tender, and can’t take the slightest grievance. From childhood till now, the golden beans have fallen countless times.

She has always wanted to be more firm and make her stop crying so easily, but unfortunately, the whole family drags their feet, and what use is it for her to be the only one firm?

Thinking about it, the child is still young, and she doesn’t enforce strictness.

But going to kindergarten is an opportunity, she has to seize it to change her temperament.

Sure enough, when she hears that her friends might laugh at her, she immediately holds back her tears, which circle in her eyes but don’t fall, looking even more heart-wrenching, undoubtedly a little softie.

Wang Miaomiao feels distressed too, this is her own daughter, and being hard-hearted is truly difficult. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Mom, I won’t cry, but we’re going to be late for school, what should we do?" Jiang Zixuan stubbornly accuses while looking at her, "Didn’t we agree last night? You’d wake me up at six, and you promised that on my first day you’d style my hair beautifully, dress me up nicely... But now it’s already half-past six, and you’re still sleeping in..."

Wang Miaomiao listens to her words, then looks at the watch by the bed, picking it up absent-mindedly, indeed, it’s half-past six, and it’s her fault.

But it wasn’t on purpose; blame the absent pesky man. At some ungodly hour, she felt him causing mischief on her in her muddled state. Not knowing how long it lasted, she ended up sleeping in...

Nevertheless, this is a reason she can’t explain to her daughter, so she just admits her fault, "Mom made a mistake, I’m apologizing now. I’m getting up, we’ll hurry and won’t be late, I promise." She raises two fingers in a pledge, adding some persuasion, knowing her little girl is really sharp.

"Humph... I will reluctantly believe you." Jiang Zixuan lifts her chin slightly, turns around, and walks off with small strides, "Hurry up, I’ll be waiting in my room..."

Wang Miaomiao looks at her little back and chuckles, this child is mostly tender and soft, but has a strong-willed nature underneath.

Shaking her head, she doesn’t delay any longer, tidies herself quickly, then crosses the small living room and heads to the eastern room.

This was originally intended to be their study room; later, to take care of the children closely, it became the twins’ bedroom.

After the dragon and phoenix twins were born, the twins moved to the eastern wing, and this room was given to the dragon and phoenix twins.

Until last week, the dragon and phoenix twins’ brother Jiang Ziyue also moved to the eastern wing to stay with his two brothers. Since they are going to kindergarten, they’re considered big kids now; boys and girls shouldn’t stay together. So now, this room has only Jiang Zixuan living alone.

Walking into the room, Wang Miaomiao sees the little girl struggling to get dressed, wearing a white shirt with a black and red checkered vest on top, a black and red checkered pleated skirt, white over-the-knee socks, and big black shoes.

This autumn, Xuelan Clothing launched a new children’s wear collection, which was very well received and popular among mothers.

Wang Miaomiao gives her a bun hairstyle, wrapped in two red ribbons, playful yet cute...

"How do I look? Mom’s skills aren’t bad, huh." Once the hair is done, Wang Miaomiao happily seeks some praise.

Jiang Zixuan twirls a couple of times in front of the full-length mirror, expressing her satisfaction, "Very pretty, I’ll certainly be the most beautiful in school today. Thank you, Mom, you’re the best mom in the whole world."

The little girl not only tender and soft but also sweet-tongued, endearing everyone at home. Even Zheng Zhen, who favors boys over girls, has been swayed by her charms, ensuring she’s never left out.

Even when a little gold lock was given to the male grandchildren, Zheng Zhen later secretly compensated her. You tell me, isn’t she amazing?

"Alright, you’re sweet-tongued." It’s undeniable, everyone likes to hear praise, regardless of how flattering it is, and Wang Miaomiao is no exception. She’s quite enjoying it at this moment.