Chapter 207: I Don't Like You
Thinking about these things in his heart, his mouth didn't fall, "Wei Lan, go and get the snacks in my trunk." β
Wen Wen glanced at Xi Mu in surprise.
She knew he was always prepared, but it was ...... Who would have thought she would bring a child to the company?
Facing the warm and questioning gaze, Xi Muzhi smiled lightly, hesitated slightly, silently withdrew the hand that was almost on her head, and lowered his voice, "I was originally bought for you." β
Xi Muzhi deliberately kept his distance from the warmth, just to prevent the little guy from feeling psychologically uncomfortable, but despite this, the little guy was still very unhappy when he saw the two leaning together and talking.
The snacks were brought up, and to Warmth's surprise, they were similar to the little guy's usual taste.
"It's too coincidental for you to buy this, A-Ning likes this the most. As he spoke, he handed the little one a bag of lime-flavored potato chips.
Xi Muzhi was slightly stunned, and then sighed distressed and helpless, "This is your favorite food." β
Such a selfish and squeamish person forgets his preferences, but remembers the preferences of his children.
Not even her own children.
Xi Muzhi walked over, "Nuan Nuan, you go to work with peace of mind first, let him follow me, I'm not too busy here, I can help you take care of it." β
Warmth looked down at the little one, apparently asking for his opinion.
The little guy puffed out his cheeks, thought for a few seconds, and nodded.
"You are really a little spy sent by Lu Jingchuan!"
Warm and laughed and pinched his face, and didn't say much, but pulled Xi Muzhi to the side.
"I'm still a little uneasy. β
"Do you think he can bully me, or can I abuse him?" Xi Muzhi smiled slightly.
"It's not for this reason, Aning is a little different from other children, he ...... Refuses to speak. β
Xi Muzhi listened to Wen Wen's subtle words, and understood in an instant, "I know, don't worry." β
Warmth relaxed, among the people she knew, when it came to dealing with people, there was no one who could compare with Xi Muzhi.
Seeing Nuan Wen enter her own office, Xi Muzhi squatted down and looked at the little guy, "Your aunt is doing a very important job, since you are a boy, you must learn to take it on - for example, not to disturb her." β
The little guy was stunned.
The voice of this person in front of me is so good.
It makes sense.
He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded.
"My name is Xi Muzhi, and I really want to be friends with you," he paused, took out a box of chocolate chip cookies from the snack bag next to him and handed it to the little guy, "Just use this, how about it?"
Make friends, but he's an adult, and he's a child, huh?
Lu Jingchuan's education method is very traditional - no, it can even be said that there is almost no education, just let the little ones develop freely.
In his eyes, adults and children are hierarchical, as insurmountable as the caste system.
The little guy tentatively took the chocolate chip cookie.
There is nothing bad happening.
Xi Muzhi smoothly brought him into his office.
The little guy unpacked it and ate a few pieces.
Still nothing bad happened.
In other words, adults and children can also make friends?
This wonderful realization suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he had accidentally discovered a new world.
The little guy was still looking at Xi Muzhi.
Xi Muzhi did not feel a trace of discomfort, and his work was still serious and rigorous.
For a long time, the little guy held up his sketchpad to show him.
[I don't like you. γ
γWhy do you want to be friends with me?γ
Although the handwriting is slightly childish, it has begun to emerge.
Compared with the delicate font that most children love, it is more sharp.
At first glance, it was taught by Lu Jingchuan.
"You are an individual, and you have the right to retain your own opinions. It's not the same as making friends. β
Every word of Xi Muzhi seems to open the door to a new world for him.
The education that Lu Jingchuan brings to the little guy is no different from most Chinese-style parents, except that "forbidden" is "no".
Xi Muzhi was born and raised abroad, and the concept of open education is deeply rooted.
γCan I drink ice?γ
Xi Muzhi was not impatient at all with many of his questions, but patiently answered them.
"Believe me, there is no one in this world who is qualified to stop a child from drinking ice drinks. Xi Muzhi paused, "However, you should learn to take responsibility for the consequences yourself." β
"Think about it, if your delicate stomach can't bear the cold, your stomach will ache for a while, and you may be hanging water in the hospital while listening to your aunt laugh at you with a little distress. β
"If you know her well enough, you should know that the probability of being ridiculed is 100 percent. β
"Now, tell me, do you want to drink ice and are willing to live the consequences? If so, I can go downstairs and take you to pick your favorite flavor. β
Xi Muzhi is not intimidating the little guy, such a big little guy is the most prone to cold and diarrhea.
And letting him make a choice is not to force him to comply, but to really let him choose.
If he really chooses to drink ice drinks and risk being scolded by warmth, he will agree.
Boys, a little over five years old, should always learn to foresee the outcome and then make a choice that makes them willing.
The little guy shook his head decisively.
However, he was really becoming more and more curious about Xi Muzhi.
If you change it to your own poop, it is estimated that you will coldly throw down the sentence "no", right?
Lu Jingchuan didn't expect that the little guy had already begun to mutiny.
He was ventilating with Lu Heng, trying to make the second elder of the Lu family accept warmth.
"Brother, you have to tell your parents first, otherwise there will be one less pair of chopsticks at that time, and you don't want to give my contribution to my sister-in-law. β
Lu Heng has a "sister-in-law", not to mention how smooth it is.
"Didn't you like warmth before?"
Lu Jingchuan was able to respond, and couldn't help but ask again.
"The person is very good, just like the previous look...... But now it's okay, brother, I'll tell you the truth, this kind of woman who is beautiful, has a good temperament, has high emotional intelligence, and has strong ability, is with a love idiot like you, and she is called to marry. β
Lu Heng's world is simply black and white, treating a person either positively or negatively, and he never hesitates to correct his previous prejudices again and again.
Lu Jingchuan over there was silent for a while.
"I didn't deceive you, really, what age did you still play the sadomasochistic love of a wealthy family, when you have a few stinky money, that is, the emperor, and the woman will not marry you?"
"What the hell do you want to say?" Lu Jingchuan was given a headache by Lu Heng's nonsense.
"I mean, brother, don't put yourself too high, treat others as boyfriends, no matter whether you are the president or the chairman outside, in the face of your daughter-in-law, you still have to obediently carry your bag and accompany you around the kneeling board. β
If Lu Jingchuan can open a God's perspective, he will probably realize that Lu Heng's words that seem to be unreliable to the extreme are far more effective than Zixiao's routines that are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.