At noon, Yonezawa Hai came back, this time bringing two books with him. It seemed that he was about to start preparing for the exam.
Cheng Qing was going to cook, and Mi Zehai habitually wanted to help. Cheng Qing pushed him to the table in the inner compartment and asked him to sit down. He stuffed the book back into his hands and said, "You, don't worry about anything. Just sit here and read. Just take some time to help me look after the children."
The desk was facing the small wooden bed where Mi Yang and the others slept. Mi Zehai agreed, sighed, smiled bitterly, and picked up the book to start reading.
While Cheng Qing was making hand-rolled noodles, guard Xiao Zhao had already run out and brought back three servings of dishes, not only for himself but also for Captain Mi and his wife.
Cheng Qing also made a portion of hand-rolled noodles for the guard. Xiao Zhao refused at first, but then Mi Zehai gave the order, saying, "You must finish it. This is a mission!"
Xiao Zhao then saluted and said with a grin, "Yes, I promise to complete the task!"
The adults were eating outside. Mi Yang had woken up from a nap. Next to him was a white ball with the same milky scent as himself. The two of them were close to each other. Even though little Bai Luochuan had fallen asleep, he had not forgotten his big oranges. He rolled both oranges between himself and Mi Yang, holding an orange in each hand, and lying head to head and feet to feet with Mi Yang, like a bent little shrimp, sleeping soundly.
Really, I can eat and sleep.
Mi Yang commented in his heart, no wonder she grew faster than him.
Little Bai Luochuan was sleeping soundly, his diamond-shaped mouth slightly opened, his long and thick eyelashes drooped like a small fan, casting a small shadow, and his soft hair stood up in a tuft, looking much more obedient than the little devil when he was awake. Mi Yang watched for a while, then reached out to poke his face, it was very soft, and he smacked his lips when he was poked. Mi Yang poked again, but he didn't control the strength and poked his mouth. Little Bai Luochuan frowned in his sleep, and soon he subconsciously sucked on his finger with his mouth, and his two little milk teeth tried to bite it.
Mi Yang took a lot of effort to pull his finger out and didn't dare to provoke others anymore.
Cheng Qing was worried about the children in the room, so she ate half a bowl of noodles and came over immediately. After she walked in, she saw one of them was sleeping soundly, looking like a little angel, and the other one had his eyes wide open, rolling around looking at the ceiling, and playing with his fingers. When he saw her come in, he immediately grinned, and without making a sound, stretched out his hands for her to hold, like a little angel with his eyes opened.
Cheng Qing picked up his son, kissed him, and smiled.
The two younger ones were relatively quiet, but there was no way for Yonezawa Hai to take a nap during the lunch break as he still had to read.
He took people up the mountain for training at five in the morning, and had to read and take notes at noon. Although he didn't say a word, his eyes were already bloodshot. Cheng Qing felt sorry for him and went to pour him a cup of strong tea, but there was nothing else he could do for him. He could only sit beside him and encourage him.
Mi Yang was not worried at all. Not only did his father pass the exam, he also ranked high, and was ranked among the best in the division. He was one of the few people who were praised by the teachers at the conference. His father boasted about this all his life and was very proud of it.
But even though he knew it, Mi Yang didn't make any noise to cause trouble, and just played with his fingers quietly.
After waiting for a while, Xiaobai Luochuan next to him frowned and slowly woke up, but this little master was not so obedient when he woke up. He closed his eyes and cried twice. Cheng Qing hurriedly held him and coaxed him softly, but it didn't work. It was like venting his temper, and it was thunder without rain. He had to cry for a while.
The military bugle sounded outside the window. Mi Zehai closed the book, rubbed his face hard to get rid of the fatigue, grinned and said, "Hey, this kid is probably a good soldier. He wakes up at the right time. It's time for the drill this afternoon."
Cheng Qing also smiled and said, "Go slowly. It's cold this afternoon. Remember to put on more clothes so you don't come back until dark."
Mi Zehai agreed, and seeing that there were only two little ones in the room and no one else, he leaned over and kissed his wife, then said happily, "Don't worry, I know."
Even so, Cheng Qing's cheeks still blushed and she urged him to leave quickly.
In the room, Cheng Qing was taking care of two children alone, one of them was easy to take care of, while the other was not at all easy to take care of.
Mi Yang could play all day lying down without crying or making a fuss. He would only purr like a cat when he wanted to pee, and his face would turn red to express his wishes. He was very easy to take care of. But Master Xiaobai had a much worse temper. When Cheng Qing patted him and coaxed him softly, he would close his eyes and pretend to sleep for a while, but he would start crying as soon as he was put down. He was the kind of annoying little rascal who deliberately called people to watch him and couldn't leave people for a moment.
Mi Yang was angry. How could this person have such bad intentions since childhood? This is my biological mother. How can you order someone around like this
He had to teach this little bastard a lesson today.
While waiting for Cheng Qing to put Xiaobai Luochuan down again, Mi Yang raised his little hand and moved, trying to make the first turn in his life, and got closer to Xiaobai Luochuan. Before Cheng Qing could make a sound of surprise, Mi Yang made an attacking motion towards Xiaobai Master and spitted: "Puff!"
Xiaobai Luochuan blinked his eyes and didn't react: "Aiya!"
Mi Yang took the opportunity to spit on him again: "Puff, puff, puff-"
Cheng Qing picked up Mi Yang and said, "What are you doing? Do you want to talk to your brother? Why did you spit on your brother's face?"
Mi Yang was still spraying him in Cheng Qing's arms, like a small spray bottle, and Cheng Qing couldn't stand it anymore. He wiped his mouth and face with a handkerchief and said, "Where did you learn this?"
Little Bai Luochuan sat there, tilting his head to look at Mi Yang, with a serious expression on his pretty face. After a while, he began to imitate Mi Yang: "Ba Pu!"
Mi Yang immediately counterattacked: "Puff!"
This was the first time that Xiaobai Luochuan learned this, so he watched and tried to imitate: “Ba Pu… Pu…” His success rate was not very high, but he practiced more and more and finally mastered it, and soon he was sitting there proudly and “Pu” very standardly.
Cheng Qing: “…”
It's no doubt that Young Master Xiaobai learned this skill of scolding people from her son.
In the afternoon, Political Commissar Bai and his wife came to pick up the child. Little Bai Luochuan had already learned the skill of spitting. When Political Commissar Bai was holding him to dress him, he was still reluctant to leave. When he was dressed and picked up, he immediately spit at his father unhappily: "Ba Pu!!"
Mrs. Bai was delighted and asked, "Oh, did you learn a new move today?"
Cheng Qing said embarrassedly: "The two little ones were taking a nap together, and I don't know why they started playing like this after waking up."
Mrs. Bai waved her hands and smiled, "It's okay, it's normal for children, they are just practicing speaking."
Political Commissar Bai was a serious and old-fashioned man. He dealt with his son's attack in a simple and rough manner. He simply put a mask on him and did not take his son's angry look seriously. After nodding to thank Cheng Qing, he and his wife left with the child in their arms.
After everyone left, Cheng Qing taught his son. Mi Yang kept humming and whining, looking innocent and ignorant, or simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, not accepting any instruction at all.
Cheng Qing just muttered a few words. Not to mention a child of that age, even a three or four-year-old would not make sense.
There were no other military dependents in the barracks, and there were only two military wives, Cheng Qing and Mrs. Bai. Sometimes Mrs. Bai would come over with her child, and gradually Cheng Qing would also bring her son to the Bai family to play.
Political Commissar Bai did not ask for special treatment and lived in a simple house, but Mrs. Bai tidied up the place very well. She also wiped the tea sets she had randomly placed there clean and shiny, not to mention that she also brought a lot of small gadgets, all of which were the most fashionable items and small appliances in the city. Apart from anything else, Cheng Qing couldn't help but take a second look at the small travel thermos.
The slender red hard-shell bottle can be turned into a small drinking cup when the rotating lid is unscrewed. There is also a foldable handle on the side, which makes it very convenient to hold. Cheng Qing estimated that the capacity is just enough to brew three bottles of milk, which is just enough for the child to drink for a whole night!
She came here to visit relatives and will go back after the Chinese New Year. It takes three days and two nights to take the green train. The weather is so cold that the hot water on the train is always snapped up in the first time. It’s okay for her to endure it, but how can the child endure it
Cheng Qing secretly memorized the appearance of the travel thermos, and thought about buying one when he left after some time.
Mi Yang was blinking and looking at the thermos kettle. Coincidentally, his family really had an identical one. His mother often said that the kettle was as old as him. The family was still using it when he was in the first grade of junior high school.
But he didn't watch for long, and soon Mrs. Bai took him in with a smile and asked him to "play with his brother". Maybe because there were more familiar things here, Xiao Bai Luochuan was much more relaxed than outside, and he didn't torment people so much. He sat among a pile of plush toys like a little emperor, and when he saw Mi Yang coming, he didn't reject it at all.
The young master played with his panda doll and Mi Yang, and was very satisfied!
Mi Yang: “…”
Mi Yang felt that Young Master Xiaobai did not reject him, which simply meant he was treating him as a toy!