Chapter 8: The cub's father may be a foreigner

Jiang Jiuxi finished washing the dishes and chopsticks smoothly, put the takeaway packaging box into a paper bag and put it in the garbage storage outside the door, and the property manager would come to collect it.

Little Curly Hair followed Jiang Jiuxi all the way, and when she saw her mother leave the garbage at the door, she immediately tiptoed to take out a green tape from the glove basket in the hallway and handed it to her.

Jiang Jiuxi was a little puzzled: "What is the cub doing with this for his mother?"

Little Curly pointed to the garbage bag and said very seriously: "Granny Du said that the garbage bag should be sealed with this, so that the little insects will not come out and bite the cubs." ”

As he spoke, he used his fleshy index finger to gesture at the wriggling movements of the insects.

Jiang Jiuxi was a little embarrassed, feeling that he was not as good as a child who knew about environmental hygiene, so he humbly took the tape and carefully sealed the paper bag, so that the smell would not be emitted and affect the environment.

After cleaning up, Jiang Jiuxi looked at the time and was not sure about Xiao Curly's schedule: "What about now, are we going to sleep or watch TV?"

The little curly hair suddenly became shy, and the little hand scratched his belly: "It's time to take a bath." ”

Jiang Jiuxi has never bathed the child, but he has bathed the Ragdoll cat he raised, and he thinks that he is a cute little guy, and the process should be similar.

I went to find plastic wrap and wrapped my gauze wrist, thinking that I should go to the hospital tomorrow and not leave a scar.

Little Curly is actually three months away from turning four years old, but he has a good language talent, plus a strong survival instinct, can clearly express his thoughts, and has a clumsy self-care ability.

Jiang Jiuxi looked at the little snow-white curly hair sitting in the bathtub, and looked a little cute.

I don't know if it's because of the light, the black eyes of the little curly hair are still a little blue, with snow-white skin and light brown curly hair, it looks more and more like a mixed-race child.

Jiang Jiuxi suddenly had a bold idea, the little curly-haired father wouldn't be a foreigner, right?

The little curly hair was a little shy and a little happy because her mother bathed herself for the first time, and her little hands were particularly expressive and rubbed them east and west.

There were splashes all over the ground, and there were crystal droplets on his face, which made him look more and more white and tender.

Jiang Jiuxi felt a little funny, squatted down and washed the back of the little curly hair with water with his hands, the little guy was round and couldn't touch the bones, and the skin was very smooth to the touch, just a "little beauty" with skin like clotted fat.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but smile and bow my head, and I saw that the little curly-haired chubby little short legs were split in the water, and there were blue-purple marks on the inside of the legs.

At first glance, it was pinched or twisted, and suddenly his heart stinged a little, frowned and reached out to touch the blue and purple mark, and asked the little curly hair very gently: "How did you get this?"

She looked for the memory of the original owner, although the original owner didn't treat the little curly hair badly recently, he didn't abuse him, it must have been done by outsiders.

The little curly curled up his little fat legs, looked up at Jiang Jiuxi with his little face, his eyelashes were soaked with water, and his eyelashes became more and more distinct, and the eyes set off were brighter, but there was no defensiveness and hesitation in his eyes at his age.

Just looked at her like that, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"The cub is now my mother's baby, who told my mother who got it, is it okay for my mother to avenge the cub?" Jiang Jiuxi said softly.

"It was the aunt who pinched it, and she said that the baby can't tell the mother, or let the mother throw the cub away. Little Curly was both happy and unsparing in his complaint.

Because he's going to be an honest and good baby!