The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show-Chapter 859: She Doesn’t Recognize Any Words at All

The kid was about to cry. He really didn’t want to train the tacit understanding between parents and children.

He didn’t want to train it with her.

Next.

The kid directly wrote "No" on her palm.

The woman frowned slightly.

"Xing?"

The kid was numb for a moment. Then he wrote the second word. "Want."

"What what? Can you make it simpler?"

"Why does the first one feel like it looks like water again?"

But no one paid attention to her. Then came the third word. "Quarrel."

"Call?"

The kid: "..."

The people around: "..."

Finally, the last word. "Me."

"Oh my god! So annoying! This is so annoying!" The rich lady flung her hand. "Why is this stupid game so hard to play?!"

"Just now, Little Mobao’s side guessed it all at once." She even glared angrily at her child.

The child pursed his lips and didn’t speak.

"What he just wrote was, ’Don’t bother me.’" At this moment, Little Mobao spoke up.

"Haha!" The scene erupted in laughter.

"It seems like this kid has been scolded a lot at home since he was young. Why else would he write that during a game?"

"I say, Jiang Family’s daughter-in-law, you really need to change your temper. Even the kid has complaints about you."

"You don’t scold him three times a day, do you?"

It’s said that the Jiang family’s upbringing is extremely strict. If there’s anything the child doesn’t learn well, it’s unacceptable.

The family members take turns educating him.

They are determined to raise him to be a dragon among men.

"I don’t." The rich lady said angrily. "I just occasionally say something."

It’s obvious that no one believed this.

The child had written it down.

Everyone’s attention shifted away from them and onto another group of rich ladies.

The rich lady’s eyes flickered slightly. She didn’t really want to play.

But after thinking about it, she decided to give it a try.

She held out her palm.

The child wrote "Don’t" on it.

The rich lady’s face fell instantly. "Did you write ’knife’?"

"Or ’carve’?"

"Or ’blade’?"

"Pfft!" There was laughter from all around. The rich lady was even more amusing, directly guessing something related to knives.

At a glance, she seemed like someone with a fierce temper.

"None of them." The little guy snorted. Then he wrote the second word. "Beat."

"Pierce?"

"Stab?"

"Or carry?"

Everyone: "..."

The kid: "..."

Numbed.

They said that Miss Li’s parent-child relationship wasn’t close, but it turned out everyone was getting slapped in the face faster.

The third word. "Me."

"Why are there so many strokes this time?" The woman was getting a bit anxious. "I can’t guess a single one. What did you write this time? Is it ’throw’?"

"Hurry and tell me if it is!"

The kid: "..."

"There’s one last word." Little Mobao spoke up from the side. Then he pointed out a word.

The kid wrote it on the woman’s hand.

But the woman instantly exploded.

"You wrote a word? It just looks like scribbles to me!" She abruptly opened her eyes. "Are you all tricking me?"

When she saw the word Little Mobao had written, she was dumbstruck.

Because Little Mobao had written the most obscure word with the fewest strokes.

"刈."

The woman: "!!!"

Written on her palm, she had no idea what the word was.

"So, did you all lose?" Little Mobao was very proud. "Anyone else dare to say that I’m not close with my mommy?"

"Little Mobao even personally said so. He must be the closest to Miss Li." Someone tried to smooth things over nearby.

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