Obviously, he has made progress in writing.

I still remember that a few days ago, although he also pointed out the bad things about his writing, he was also not stingy about progress and good writing, "It's very good." ”

Nowadays, there are only four words "barely possible".

That night, Hongxuan lay alone on the bed, in the dark, he pulled a small quilt to cover his little head, and wanted to cry: Woo, why is he so cautious when he is such a big person, didn't he admit his mistake and be punished seriously? Woo, ignore himself.

Two days, three days, Hongxuan's smile is getting less and less day by day, day by day, hmm, depressed?!In short, Jia Ming looked at her son who was getting more and more wrong, and felt a little anxious: Strange, Xuan'er, what's wrong?

On the fourth day, she carefully observed for almost a day until she finished dinner, and finally discovered and roughly determined the cause.

After dinner, the fourth master happened to have something to do, and he would not come back before going to bed, just the mother and son were left, and the eating time after the meal was just enough for the two to have a good chat.

After opening the red hearts, Jia Ming hugged Hongxuan in her arms and said softly, "Why is Xuan'er always calming down lately?"

Hearing this, Xiao Hongxuan's eyes instantly darkened, and he didn't speak, with one side of his little head, as if he wanted to dodge, he only buried his little head in Jiaming's chest.

"Alas!" Jia Ming sighed lightly, touched the back of the little guy's plush head with one hand, and continued to rub his little belly with the other, and then continued to ask softly, "It's about you Amma, isn't it?"

"Hmm!" the little one replied in a thick, nasal voice.

"Come!" Jia Ming lightly dug out the little head of the little guy buried in her chest, then picked him up, put him on his knees and sat down, and the mother and son talked face to face, "If you are unhappy or can't figure it out, you can say it, otherwise, no one will know what you are thinking." ”

"And", as she spoke, she circled Hongxuan with one hand, and gently pointed at his chest with the other, and said softly: "Here, it's very uncomfortable!"

Hearing this, Hong Xuan suddenly felt that his nose was sore, his eyes were moist, and he held back the tears that were about to flow, and nodded heavily.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you have to speak out, and if you say it, you won't be uncomfortable. ”

"Really?" the little guy still didn't quite believe, "but, Amma, Amata, he, hiccup," he said, choking up.

"Be good, don't cry", Jia Ming wiped the sudden tears for him with a handkerchief, and continued while wiping: "What's wrong with you Amma? Do you think Ama is still angry with you, so you're unhappy?"

Thinking of the face that has been strained recently, no wonder Xuan'er misunderstood, and immediately shook his head helplessly, explaining: "He has a tight face because of things outside, not angry with you." ”

Xiao Hongxuan nodded, shook his head again, and wiped away the last tears with his chubby hand.

Jia Ming blinked, nodded and shook his head, what does it mean? I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, alas, the child's mind is really difficult to understand.

Then she heard his son's incomprehensible voice, "Even so, Amma, does he not like Xuan'er anymore?" ”

Ahh

Whether the master likes Hongxuan or not, in fact, Jiaming doesn't care much. After all, if you like to have a way of living, if you don't like it, you have a way of living that you don't like. But looking at the longing in Xuan'er's eyes, she couldn't bear to be disappointed, she wanted to see him smile.

Thinking of the fourth master's actual kindness to Hongxuan, she was unwilling to deny it, so she replied very firmly: "No! ”

After thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't let the little guy expect too much and desire too much, so he added: "However, he also likes your other brothers and sisters." ”

Actually, she thought too much, the little guy just cared about his own father's love, and he was still worried, "But Amma punished me ......"

"E-Niang, tell you a story!" Jia Ming interrupted his worried words.

Hong Xuan, who was interrupted by Leng Buding, was a little dazed.

"When you hear it, you know whether you like you or not. ”

Hongxuan blinked, thought for a moment, and nodded.

Two stories, one is strict with the discipline of the child, the other dotes on the child, and as a result, one becomes a talent and the other is down. In the end, she concluded: "You Amma just think that it is better to educate you in this way than to spoil you, and it is not that you don't like you and punish you." ”

After hearing this, Xiao Hongxuan frowned, and the little adult sighed.

Jiaming was a little depressed, don't you understand, no, the little guy used to listen to stories like this, and he understands it.

"Eniang, what you said, Xuan'er understands, I know that Ama punished Xuan'er for Xuan'er's good, but you listened to Xuan'er!" Speaking of this, the little guy paused before saying quietly: "The problem is that after Ama punished me, he ignored me, and he didn't help with the vegetables recently, nor did he touch his head, nor did he praise Xuan'er, and he didn't punish Xuan'er in the past." Moreover, besides, Xuan'er is coquettish, and he doesn't pay attention to it. Before, angry, it wasn't like this. ”

After saying that, he felt more and more that Ama just didn't like him, and the little guy felt very sad and aggrieved. Whew, the nose was sore again, and the eye sockets were moist again.

"Little fool!" Jia Ming poked his forehead with his fingers, and said angrily: "You think too much, don't believe it, you can wait to see tomorrow." ”

She didn't try to explain it to the little guy again, believing that she had explained it to him, he was still nervous, so it was better to do it first, and when he woke up tomorrow morning, I believe he would not be so worried again.

When the fourth master came back in the evening, he found that Jia Ming was waiting for him, and there was no other person in the house.

There was no one else, looking at the person who took the initiative to help him take off his coat, the fourth master was no longer so holding, and his cold voice was slightly teasing, "What's wrong with you today?" I thought to myself, is it because I am busy, I feel neglected, and I want to ......

Listening to the voice and seeing the bright color flashing in the deep eyes of the fourth master, Jia Mingjiao glared at the fourth master with disgust, and said speechlessly: "You think too much." After speaking, he was afraid that the fourth master would be embarrassed, so he immediately changed the topic, "It's actually about Hongxuan." ”

"What's wrong with him?" After speaking, he realized that Hongxuan had been smiling less recently, and his whole person was getting more and more depressed, and there was indeed something wrong, so he turned around and asked, "My master has been busy recently, why is he like this." ”

I was punished too much, and I wilted? However, I was punished before, but I didn't do it like this.

Jia Ming glanced at the fourth master with a smile, turned to his side and put down the coat he had just taken off, and said, "It's not you, he thinks you don't like him anymore." ”

The fourth master was stunned when he heard this, and immediately thought that the little guy was older these days, and he shouldn't be so spoiled, so he deliberately restrained himself. In addition, I have been a little bad in official business recently, and my expression has become a lot colder, but I didn't think that it would cause such a thing.

Knowing the reason, the fourth master had a solution in his heart. "You don't have to worry about this, he will recover tomorrow. ”