The three children all ate very contentedly and then sat on the sofa watching TV.
Ji Zhile took a few glances at Pei Jing. He was not the kind of cautious peeping but blatant and hard to ignore.
Pei Jing finally asked him, “What’s the matter, Zhile?”
Ji Zhile touched his cheek and stared at Pei Jing with stars in his eyes: “Brother Pei Jing, is the pattern on your face drawn by yourself?”
Ji Zhile saw it in a book. It was painted on the face of an African chief. At that time, Ji Zhile thought it was so cool. He even wanted to use watercolor pens to paint his face in art class, but unfortunately, the teacher found out and stopped him.
But Ji Zhile’s dream was not shattered, so when he saw the marks on Pei Jing’s face, he subconsciously felt that they were painted on purpose.
Although it’s a bit strange, Ji Zhile has never been beaten like this before, so he doesn’t know that it’s turning green after being beaten.
Hearing Ji Zhile’s words, Pei Jing lowered his eyes slightly.
Ji Ningyi said: “Zhile, this matter is Pei Jing’s private matter.”
Pei Jing raised his head and smiled at Ji Zhile: “Yes.”
Ji Zhile immediately selectively ignored Ji Ningyi’s words, looked at Pei Jing excitedly, and said ‘wow’: “It’s so cool, just like an African chief.”
Pei Jing’s expression was a little astonished: “Yes, is that so…”
Ji Zhile nodded: “Yes, I originally wanted to paint it on my face, but I was criticized by the teacher.”
Then, he turned his head to look at Si Tian: “Mom, can I paint on my face?”
Si Tian smiled: “You are dreaming.”
But unexpectedly, Ji Zhile said excitedly: “I had a lot of dreams.”
“But, I didn’t dream that I painted on my face.” Ji Zhile asked modestly, “Mom, how can I have such a dream?”
Si Tian: “Go to bed early.”
Ji Zhile nodded, believing Si Tian’s words: “Then, I will go to bed at nine o’clock today.”
It was almost nine o’clock at this time and Pei Jing said, “I’m going home, thank you, Auntie.”
Si Tian said: “See you again, Pei Jing, be careful of yourself.”
Pei Jing nodded and said, “I will, my mother has fallen asleep tonight.”
Si Tian’s heart moved slightly. Be careful was just a polite order in her mouth, but in Pei Jing’s eyes, be careful was aimed at his mother. She could not believe what life he usually lived.
Ji Ningyi sent Pei Jing to the door, and he looked very happy when he came back: “Mom, we will be neighbors with Pei Jing in the future, can I go to school with Pei Jing?”
Si Tian said: “If Pei Jing is willing, of course, it can.”
Ji Ningyi said: “I just made an agreement with Pei Jing, and I will call him when going to school tomorrow.”
Si Tian was very happy to see this scene and the two children reconciled.
The column of bedtime stories continued as usual, but today Si Tian did not ask what they wanted to hear. She said directly: “Today is about ‘The Story of the Clever Fox’.”
Ji Zhile nodded and said, “After Mom said it, I’ve been wondering what will happen to the smart fox.”
He knew the title of the story in advance.
It’s a very simple children’s story. As usual, after Si Tian finished speaking more than halfway, Ji Zhile’s eyelids started to fight. After Si Tian finished telling, he was already asleep. Si Tian helped him cover the quilt and took Ji Ningyi back to the room.
Ji Zhile hasn’t told Ji Ningyi about his tangled and vague thoughts, so Ji Ningyi did not stay to sleep together.
Si Tian thinks that this matter needs to be solved by the two children. If it really doesn’t work, she will intervene again.
After Ji Ningyi lay on the bed, Si Tian did not leave immediately, but she explained: “Ningyi, the reason why Mom didn’t ask you what story you want to hear today was because I wanted to tell this story in advance. Then Zhile was at home, so I told Zhile about it. If Ningyi has a story he wants to hear tomorrow, you can tell Mom.”
Ji Ningyi felt a little uncomfortable in his heart again. His mother was too careful with him as if she was afraid of hurting him a little, so she took good care of him. But he did not want this. He was his mother’s child, even if his mother treated him badly, he would love Mom too.
It’s just that today Ji Ningyi did not silently swallow his thoughts like before. He remembered the matter with Pei Jing today and remembered his feelings. If he had any thoughts, he should tell his mother. If he did not say it, his mother would not know, and there would be a lot of misunderstandings.
Ji Ningyi finally plucked up his courage and said to Si Tian: “Mom, you don’t need to explain this to me.”
“I’m not vulnerable at all, Mom, I’m trying to change,” He said.
The three children all ate very contentedly and then sat on the sofa watching TV.
Ji Zhile took a few glances at Pei Jing. He was not the kind of cautious peeping but blatant and hard to ignore.
Pei Jing finally asked him, “What’s the matter, Zhile?”
Ji Zhile touched his cheek and stared at Pei Jing with stars in his eyes: “Brother Pei Jing, is the pattern on your face drawn by yourself?”
Ji Zhile saw it in a book. It was painted on the face of an African chief. At that time, Ji Zhile thought it was so cool. He even wanted to use watercolor pens to paint his face in art class, but unfortunately, the teacher found out and stopped him.
But Ji Zhile’s dream was not shattered, so when he saw the marks on Pei Jing’s face, he subconsciously felt that they were painted on purpose.
Although it’s a bit strange, Ji Zhile has never been beaten like this before, so he doesn’t know that it’s turning green after being beaten.
Hearing Ji Zhile’s words, Pei Jing lowered his eyes slightly.
Ji Ningyi said: “Zhile, this matter is Pei Jing’s private matter.”
Pei Jing raised his head and smiled at Ji Zhile: “Yes.”
Ji Zhile immediately selectively ignored Ji Ningyi’s words, looked at Pei Jing excitedly, and said ‘wow’: “It’s so cool, just like an African chief.”
Pei Jing’s expression was a little astonished: “Yes, is that so…”
Ji Zhile nodded: “Yes, I originally wanted to paint it on my face, but I was criticized by the teacher.”
Then, he turned his head to look at Si Tian: “Mom, can I paint on my face?”
Si Tian smiled: “You are dreaming.”
But unexpectedly, Ji Zhile said excitedly: “I had a lot of dreams.”
“But, I didn’t dream that I painted on my face.” Ji Zhile asked modestly, “Mom, how can I have such a dream?”
Si Tian: “Go to bed early.”
Ji Zhile nodded, believing Si Tian’s words: “Then, I will go to bed at nine o’clock today.”
It was almost nine o’clock at this time and Pei Jing said, “I’m going home, thank you, Auntie.”
Si Tian said: “See you again, Pei Jing, be careful of yourself.”
Pei Jing nodded and said, “I will, my mother has fallen asleep tonight.”
Si Tian’s heart moved slightly. Be careful was just a polite order in her mouth, but in Pei Jing’s eyes, be careful was aimed at his mother. She could not believe what life he usually lived.
Ji Ningyi sent Pei Jing to the door, and he looked very happy when he came back: “Mom, we will be neighbors with Pei Jing in the future, can I go to school with Pei Jing?”
Si Tian said: “If Pei Jing is willing, of course, it can.”
Ji Ningyi said: “I just made an agreement with Pei Jing, and I will call him when going to school tomorrow.”
Si Tian was very happy to see this scene and the two children reconciled.
The column of bedtime stories continued as usual, but today Si Tian did not ask what they wanted to hear. She said directly: “Today is about ‘The Story of the Clever Fox’.”
Ji Zhile nodded and said, “After Mom said it, I’ve been wondering what will happen to the smart fox.”
He knew the title of the story in advance.
It’s a very simple children’s story. As usual, after Si Tian finished speaking more than halfway, Ji Zhile’s eyelids started to fight. After Si Tian finished telling, he was already asleep. Si Tian helped him cover the quilt and took Ji Ningyi back to the room.
Ji Zhile hasn’t told Ji Ningyi about his tangled and vague thoughts, so Ji Ningyi did not stay to sleep together.
Si Tian thinks that this matter needs to be solved by the two children. If it really doesn’t work, she will intervene again.
After Ji Ningyi lay on the bed, Si Tian did not leave immediately, but she explained: “Ningyi, the reason why Mom didn’t ask you what story you want to hear today was because I wanted to tell this story in advance. Then Zhile was at home, so I told Zhile about it. If Ningyi has a story he wants to hear tomorrow, you can tell Mom.”
Ji Ningyi felt a little uncomfortable in his heart again. His mother was too careful with him as if she was afraid of hurting him a little, so she took good care of him. But he did not want this. He was his mother’s child, even if his mother treated him badly, he would love Mom too.
It’s just that today Ji Ningyi did not silently swallow his thoughts like before. He remembered the matter with Pei Jing today and remembered his feelings. If he had any thoughts, he should tell his mother. If he did not say it, his mother would not know, and there would be a lot of misunderstandings.
Ji Ningyi finally plucked up his courage and said to Si Tian: “Mom, you don’t need to explain this to me.”
“I’m not vulnerable at all, Mom, I’m trying to change,” He said.
