Chapter 7: Patriarchal Mom (7)

"Finally, Xiaobao, no matter how angry you are, you can't knock over the food. The food was bought with the hard-earned money of my parents and was very precious, and the food was also grown by the farmer's uncle. In this world, there are many children who don't have enough to eat, so we can't waste food, you know? ”

Yin Yin showed him the downloaded documentary video of "African Refugee Kids".

"Look, they can't eat enough, it's very pitiful, Xiaobao is much happier than them."

Jiang Xiaobao looked at the black and thin child in the video, and compared his chubby body, and nodded.

"Does Xiaobao know what to do in the future?"

Jiang Xiaobao scratched his head, organized his language, and whispered: "You have to eat by yourself, you can't waste food." ”

"What else?"

Jiang Xiaobao racked his brains and hesitated: "You can't snatch my sister's toys." ”

"Yes, is Xiaobao going to apologize to my sister later?"

Jiang Xiaobao hesitated, from childhood to adulthood, others spoiled him and coaxed him, and he apologized there.

Seeing his mother's eyes and thinking of his flat belly, Jiang Xiaobao nodded.

"Xiaobao is so well-behaved, so smart." Yin Yin finally smiled, reached out and rubbed the fat child's head, the bear child is only five years old, and he can still be taught slowly.

"Mom, can Xiaobao eat noodles?"

"Yes."

After receiving an affirmative answer, the child, who had been sullen before, immediately cheered.

Yin Yin planned to cultivate the habit of eating by himself from now on, so she put some noodles into a small bowl and brought him chopsticks for him to eat by himself.

Because it was the first time to eat by himself, and the noodles he ate were eaten, Jiang Xiaobao still had some difficulty eating, his mouth and face were covered with soup, and there were fine noodles on the table.

Yin Yin didn't blame him, the first time he learned was always like this.

Here, Jiang Jianguo, who had finished taking a bath, looked at his youngest son eating noodles by himself, and the encouraging eyes of his wife next to him, thoughtfully.

It took half an hour for Jiang Xiaobao to finally stumble and finish eating the noodles.

Yin Yin smoked a tissue for him, asked him to wipe his mouth, and took him to brush his teeth, wash his face, and take a bath.

"Is there one more thing Xiaobao hasn't done?" Yin Yin asked.

Jiang Xiaobao tilted his little head and said, "Apologize to my sister?" ”

"Yes."

Jiang Xiaobao hesitated: "Can you not go?" Mom, I'm sleepy and want to sleep. ”

"Xiaobao is a man, a man wants to be creditworthy, and he promised his mother to apologize to his sister just now."

Although Jiang Xiaobao is only five years old, he plays with other children in kindergarten, and he knows what a man is.

"Xiaobao is a man." Jiang Xiaobao said firmly.

Needless to say Yin Yin, Jiang Xiaobao knocked on the door of Jiang Zhaodi's room with his short legs, this is what Yin Yin told him before, before entering someone else's room, he must knock on the door first.

Jiang Zhaodi opened the door and saw the short and fat brother in front of her.

"Xiaobao, what's wrong?"

"Sister, I'm sorry, Xiaobao shouldn't have snatched your toys."

Jiang Zhaodi was stunned for a while, and for a moment, she seemed to feel that she had heard it wrong. Xiaobao was actually apologizing to her.

Since Xiaobao was born, she has become accustomed to letting her younger brother do everything, and even used to her brother being forgiven for whatever he does, she can't care.

At first, she was also aggrieved and felt that she was right. Later, her mother taught her a lesson, saying that she didn't care about her brother at all, and said that when she got married in the future, she wanted her brother to support her, and she would have to rely on her brother in the future.