Jiang Mingyuan looked in the direction of his finger, only seeing the bustling crowd coming and going.
"What?"
"That's right there, that kid in green pants, and there's an adult next to him, let me tell you, that kid looks exactly like you!" The person next to him pointed in that direction again, and after looking carefully, he saw The two of them disappeared again.
"Hey, it seems to be gone." He clicked his tongue and urged his friend: "Mingyuan, why don't you adjust the surveillance to see, maybe it's your lost son."
Jiang Mingyuan glanced at him, ignored this man's vulgar taste, turned and walked in another direction.
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Cheng Huan didn't know that she passed by the male lead, she took Xing Xing to a children's clothing store and began to choose clothes for him.
As a four-year-old kid, Xing Xing also has his own washing machine, but the little guy's aesthetics is a bit problematic, and the things he likes are a bit earthy in Cheng Huan's opinion, so he ruthlessly refuses.
Fortunately, Xing Xing did not have the bad habit of making trouble without giving like ordinary children. He pouted when he was rejected, and followed Cheng Huan afterwards, acting like a little tail.
The children's clothing store sells both male and female clothing, most of which are women's clothing. Cheng Huan was so dazzled by those cute little skirts that he couldn't walk even standing there.
Seeing that his mother kept looking at the skirt, Xing Xing was a little scared. He grabbed Cheng Huan's skirt and called softly, "Mom."
"Well, what's the matter?" Cheng Huan turned around.
"Those things are worn by girls." He said solemnly with a small face, "I'm a boy."
"puff!"
The salesperson following them couldn't help laughing, and said to Cheng Huan, "Your brother is so cute."
Xing Xing's call was too low, she didn't hear clearly, and thought that the two were the elder sister leading the younger brother out.
"This is my mother!" Before Cheng Huan could speak, Xing Xing exploded. He hugged Cheng Huan's leg, puffed up his face and shouted to the salesperson, "It's not my sister, it's my mother!"
The salesperson looked a little embarrassed, she laughed dryly, and said to Cheng Huan, "Sorry, seeing you are so young, I thought you were siblings."
"It's okay." Cheng Huan smiled, then lowered his head and said to the little guy: "Okay, this sister didn't do it on purpose, Xing Xing is not angry, okay?"
Under the sight of his mother, Xing Xing reluctantly let out a sigh, took Cheng Huan's hand, and then turned to repeat to the salesperson: "This is my mother."
"My sister already knows it's your mother." The salesperson reached out and touched his little face: "Little friend, my sister just said something wrong. I apologize to you. Can you forgive my sister?"
It was the first time Xing Xing encountered such a situation, and he was a little at a loss. He looked up at Cheng Huan, and under her signal, he said to the salesperson, "Okay, I forgive you."
Cheng Huan patted his head: "Good baby."
After this experience, the little guy followed Cheng Huan even more closely. Whenever he saw someone watching them, he would pull Cheng Huan and tell them that this was my mother.
Cheng Huan was a little helpless to be sworn in like this, but he also knew that the child was insecure in doing so. Because the original owner had been neglected all the time, after suddenly getting some love, he subconsciously held on tightly and didn't want to let go.
Fearing that the child would think about it, Cheng Huan didn't look at the girls' clothes anymore. She took Xing Xing to the boy's clothing section to choose clothes for him.
Good-looking clothes for children are secondary, and comfort is the most important thing.
When Cheng Huan saw something that he thought was good, he gave Xing Xing a try, and asked him how he felt after the test. The little guy's expressive ability is not bad, and he can express his feelings more clearly.
After shopping for more than half an hour and buying three sets of clothes, Xing Xing couldn't walk anymore.
Seeing this, Cheng Huan didn't go shopping anymore. Although he didn't enjoy himself, three sets of clothes were enough for a change of clothes, and he would add more when the time came.
There are many places where money is used now, and it is true that money cannot be spent indiscriminately.
Thinking of the current situation and the deposit in the bank card, Cheng Huan sighed again.
Sure enough, all the troubles are related to poverty...
Since they wanted to save money, it was impossible for the mother and son to eat outside.
Xing Xing was very happy when he knew he was going home for dinner. After last night and this morning, his mother has become the most delicious food in his heart.
He was held in Cheng Huan's arms and wrapped around her neck: "Mom, how about having buns for lunch?"
Cheng Huan was thinking about what to cook for lunch, and raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Do you like steamed buns so much?"
"Yeah!" The little guy nodded firmly: "I like steamed stuffed buns the most!"
Cheng Huan looked at him: "Don't you want to try my other dishes?"
The arms around her neck tightened a bit, and the little guy rested his chin on her shoulders, whispering: "I want to eat buns the most."
"All right, I'll make buns for you." Cheng Huan let go, not minding his little request.
"Long live mother!" The request was granted, and the little guy came alive again. He straightened up and kissed Cheng Huan on the face: "Xing Xing likes mother the most."
Facing the little guy's expectant eyes, Cheng Huan didn't hesitate for long, and kissed him on the cheek: "Mom also likes stars the most."
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Cheng Huan regretted a little that he had agreed to the little boy's request.
Because they have eaten buns for three days!
The child was very clever, and when he saw Cheng Huanhao's speech, he started to push his feet. Every time it was time for meal, he would come and whine about eating steamed stuffed buns.
Cheng Huan was soft-hearted, and would fall if he kissed him too much, so he gave in again and again.
It's been three days! She felt a little nauseous when she saw the buns now, but the little guy didn't feel tired at all, and his appetite was getting bigger every day.
For dinner that day, Cheng Huan firmly rejected Xing Xing's request to eat steamed buns.
The little guy didn't cry or make trouble when he was rejected, he just stood aside and looked at her helplessly, as pitiful as he could be. Cheng Huan took a look at him and felt a little shaken. Thinking of the damn buns, he regained his composure and turned his head away from him.
Xing Xing was sad for more than an hour, and he came back to life with full blood while eating.
He put a gluten ball in his bowl, which was filled with pork tenderloin, water chestnut and carrot, and added Cheng Huan's exclusive sauce, which was delicious.
Xing Xing's mouth was full of greasy food, the buns were thrown aside by him a long time ago, he sat on the chair and sighed after eating to fill his stomach.
"The meat is delicious!"
Cheng Huan glanced at him: "What about the buns?"
The little guy answered without thinking: "The buns are delicious too."
Now he has a much closer relationship with Cheng Huan. After saying this, he jumped off the chair and leaned in front of Cheng Huan to blow rainbow farts: "Everything made by mom is delicious, the most delicious in the world!"
"How much do you eat to know that you are the best in the world?" Cheng Huan nodded his nose, but felt extraordinarily comfortable in his heart because of this sentence.
Children are really cute creatures, it's not a loss to cross them!
After dinner, Cheng Huan went to wash the dishes, and the little guy followed as usual, standing at the door of the kitchen to watch her wash, with a question popping out of his mouth from time to time.
Cheng Huan had something on his mind, so he didn't pay much attention when answering the question.
She put away the washed toys, dried her hands, and squatted down in front of Xing Xing.
"Baby, Mom has something to discuss with you."
"What's the matter?" The little guy also became serious.
"This house is too small. Mom wants to move to a bigger house. Does Xingxing think it's okay?"
Cheng Huan had already been thinking about changing houses on the first day he came here. He also looked at a lot of houses on the Internet, and had a few preliminary options in his mind, all of which were much better than this place.
She thought about it for a few days, and decided to go to see the house tomorrow. Before going, she had to discuss it with Xing Xing. After all, it was the place where she lived since she was born. She was afraid that the little guy would be scared if he suddenly changed his environment. Let me talk about it first and give him a psychological idea. It's good to be prepared.
Xing Xing was only four years old and had no idea about moving, so Cheng Huan carefully explained the meaning to him.
After listening carefully, the little guy thought for a while with his small head, and then asked, "Is Mommy taking me with you?"
Cheng Huan nodded: "Yes, let's go together."
"Then move." The little guy threw himself into her arms, and his soft voice reached his ears: "Xing Xing can just follow mom."