Chapter 118: Reconciled as Before
The brother and sister quarreled early in the morning, until they sat at the dining table, and their little bun faces were still puffing up.
Xia Zhihuai held a small steamed bun, his provocative eyes slanted towards Wanwan, and he stuffed the bun into his mouth with a sigh.
Wanwan looked at him with murderous eyes, hugged his small bowl, dug a spoonful of pickles for himself, mixed it in the porridge, and then dug a spoonful and put it in his mouth.
The eyes of the two were connected, and there was an inexplicable feeling of sparks splashing and murderous.
Huang Xikong slowly ate the offerings in front of him, cleared his throat and said, "The program team will be here in a while, do you plan to appear in front of the camera like this today?" β
"Xia Zhihuai, bullying a three-year-old child, are you naΓ―ve?"
Xia Zhihuai snorted coldly: "Where did I bully her?" It's clear that she lost her temper for no reason, and she was naΓ―ve. β
Wanwan grabbed the xiaolongbao and slapped her little hand on the table: "You are naΓ―ve, the most naΓ―ve!" β
Xia Zhihuai sneered: "Look, what about the tantrums? β
Wanwan glared at him and bit down the bun.
Xia Zhihuai retracted his gaze, sat calmly in his place and ate breakfast, ignoring Wanwan at all.
Wanwan didn't need to be fed during the whole process, but when she couldn't reach the breakfast on the table, she would ask Zhuqing to help her clip it.
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When the camera crew came, Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai were already in a cold war, and no one paid attention to anyone.
Zhu Qing packed the suitcase for Wanwan, Xia Zhihuai packed the luggage early, watched Zhu Qing stuff everything into the box, and couldn't help but interject: "I bring too many things, I have to take them out when I go, and I travel lightly." β
Zhu Qing lowered his head and put away his clothes, and said in a soothing tone: "Wanwan is still a child, of course children should pay more attention when traveling, many things are temporarily not available on the road, such as fever-reducing patches, commonly used feeding bottles, as well as milk powder that is usually drunk, and ointment to repel mosquitoes and relieve itching...... It's best to bring all of these with you. β
Xia Zhihuai listened to his head: "She followed me before, just a milk bottle and a bag of milk powder, doesn't she live well?" β
Zhu Qing looked up at him: "You should be grateful that Wanwan is a baby who is not squeamish." β
"This time I went to record the show, with comparison, there was harm, and you will know how rough you are raising cubs."
Wanwan squatted by the suitcase, watched Zhuqing help her fold her clothes, turned around and took out two small notebooks and a pen from the drawer, and put them in the suitcase.
"Bring this too."
Take it for spare, the small notebook in her hand is almost running out.
Zhuqing helped her put it away, told her the location, and looked around the room: "Is there anything else you want to bring?" β
Wanwan sat on the mat, scratched her head, shook her head, and said, "It seems that there is no more." β
"Toys? Snacks? Zhu Qing got up and went to the living room to bring in the snack box, "Although the snacks may be confiscated when you arrive at the recording location, you can bring a little food on the way from home." β
Wanwan looked at the full snack box, and her eyes widened slightly: "Hey, yesterday was obviously ...... Running out, huh? β
Zhu Qing looked back at Xia Zhihuai, who was sitting at the end of the bed: "Your brother replenished the stock yesterday." β
Wanwan looked back at Xia Zhihuai for a while, Xia Zhihuai raised his chin slightly: "What are you looking at me?" β
Wanwan looked at the snacks tangledly, there were a lot of things she particularly liked, and there were also a lot of favorite cheese sticks and small biscuits.
"Although you bought it for me yesterday, I will take these as an apology gift from my brother~"
Xia Zhihuai stared at the upturned corners of her mouth and curved eyes, and said with a smile: "So coaxing? β
Wanwan nodded happily.
In fact, it was gone after a while when I got up, and now that there are so many snacks, it's not impossible to forgive him.
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Huang Xikong and Zhu Qing sent Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan out of the door, and after Wanwan got into the car, she shook her hand out of the car window and shouted to Huang Xikong: "Uncle Huang, you and your sister are at home, you must remember to watch the live broadcast of me and my brother~"
Huang Xikong stood on the steps and only smiled.
Zhu Qing also shook his hand and said, "Mr. Huang and I will definitely watch the live broadcast on time at home, Wanwan, you can rest assured." β
"Brother Xia, you take care of Wanwan, don't let her get sick, and don't let her be bullied by others!"
Xia Zhihuai sat in the back row, pressed Wanwan on the chair, and fastened her seat belt.
Hearing Zhu Qing's words, he raised his head and said irritablely: "She is such a tiger, who dares to bully her?" β
Don't talk about people, she can't get any ghosts.
She doesn't bully others, and he should be thankful.
"Also, stupid people don't get sick."
Wanwan smashed his small fist on his arm: "!! β
"I'm not stupid!" Wanwan retorted.
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It was her first time flying, so she was excited all the way.
Xia Zhihuai wore an eye patch, nestled in a chair and slept darkly, completely unconcerned about her excitement.
Wanwan didn't make any noise with him, knowing that he didn't sleep well last night, she could have fun sitting alone in her position.
The photographer who was traveling with him looked at Wanwan: "Wanwan, won't you be bored alone?" β
Wanwan was lying on the edge of the chair, turning her head to look at the people on the plane, looking back at the photographer, and asked, "Why are you bored, so many people?" β
The photographer swept his head, and Xia Zhihuai, who was sleeping with a blanket, asked Wanwan: "Didn't you ask your brother to get up and play with you?" β
"No, he's sleepy."
The photographer quipped: "Did he go steal the child last night?" β
Wanwan shook her head and said seriously: "With my brother's ability, he can't steal it." β
"Don't think I can't hear, I'm not asleep!" Xia Zhihuai lifted the blindfold and glanced at the photographer, "Still stealing children?" One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and having a cub in one family is enough for a headache. β
"Steal one more, and I'll die young!"
Wanwan felt that he was right, and nodded with a serious expression on her face.
Not all babies are as easy to raise as she is.
My brother is sometimes too stupid, and when it matters, the baby can only rely on himself.
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Wanwan's gaze swept over the people sitting nearby, and finally stopped at a man in a suit.
The man wore gold-rimmed eyes, looked good-looking, dignified, had a laptop in front of him, and was typing on the keyboard.
Wanwan stared at him for a while, and found that only he had a strange face, with a frightening aura in his ruddy complexion, which should be a very powerful peach blossom.
Probably because she had been watching it for a long time, the man closed the computer and looked up.
Wanwan was not timid, lying on the armrest, still looking at him fixedly.
The man smiled at her, slipped the computer into his bag, and got up and placed it on the overhead rack.
The two are not far apart, one in front of the other, separated by an aisle.
Seeing that Wanwan was always looking at him, the man opened his mouth and smiled: "Little friend, what have you been staring at me?" β