Rebirth in the 80s: The Abandoned Wife Takes Her Child to Flirt with the Military Husband

End Queen Ye Wanying was accidentally killed and was reborn in the 80s, only to find she has become a mother all of a sudden!

That is not the least of it. From then on, 'Up to the Vermili...

Chapter 2482 So reasonable at such a young age!

My dear son just said that the little stone was obviously hidden.

The little guy wasn't thinking that far ahead, and he jumped up and down:

"Mommy, please give it to them, Tuanzi wants to eat it."

Unfortunately, Ye Wanying shook her head and refused outright:

"Dinner is about to start, you can't eat this."

Since Sister Yang and the others forbade Shitou from eating, Ye Wanying, though unaware of why, naturally wouldn't allow her precious son to eat it either.

The little guy was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to go against his mother. Ye Xiaoyu pulled her nephew over and secretly held out a small piece of fried pork to the little boy.

Without even thinking, the little guy opened his mouth instantly.

"It'll be ready soon. Go outside and wait. Our Tuanzi is the best girl."

With food in his mouth, the little one obediently followed Aunt Yu's instructions and left the kitchen to wait outside.

After the little figure disappeared, Ye Wanying spoke:

"You all just keep spoiling him!"

Ye Xiaoyu laughed:

"Sis, don't you still spoil her the same way?"

Indeed, Ye Wanying dotes on her son, but she won't do so when her bottom line is crossed.

You can spoil kids all the time, but when certain things happen, you have to instill the right values ​​in them. Otherwise, they'll grow up to be spoiled brats.

The term "纨绔" (wanku) is not something ordinary people can use.

However, he is more than qualified to be a villain.

But Ye Wanying had no intention of raising her precious son to be a spoiled brat. He wasn't someone she'd picked up from a trash can, and she wasn't his stepmother.

......

During the meal, they naturally couldn't help but tease the young couple, Ye Xiaoyu and Zhou Dalong, who were about to get married.

Throughout the meal, Ye Xiaoyu's face remained flushed and hot.

When they had almost finished eating, there was a knock on the door, and then they saw Shi Tou and his mother standing at the door.

"Sister-in-law Yang, have you eaten? Let's eat together!" Ye Wanying stood up and greeted her.

Yang Lin carried a bag in one hand, his face beaming with smiles, and waved his free hand:

"No need, no need, we've already eaten. We just came to bring you some things. They're all homemade from our hometown, nothing expensive. Please try something new and don't mind the taste."

Since the person and the things have been delivered to my home, I certainly wouldn't complain, let alone refuse them.

Ye Wanying took the bag from Yang Lin's wife and pulled her hand, leading her inside.

"Come in and have a seat. There are no strangers here."

Yang Lin and her son were pulled in and sat on the sofa. There were already sunflower seeds, peanuts, and candy on the table. These were things that almost every household prepared for the Chinese New Year.

"Little Stone, have some candy!"

To be fair, although the kids in the yard are all quite mischievous, they are all very sensible. Unlike other naughty kids who, upon entering, would grab food without waiting for their owner's invitation, they are quite well-behaved.

Before Ye Wanying spoke, Xiao Shitou was sitting obediently next to his mother.

At this moment, Ye Wanying spoke up. Little Stone didn't understand and was a little shy. Ye Wanying then grabbed a handful from each of them and put them into Little Stone's pocket.

"You're so young and you already know how to be reasonable?" he joked.

Little Stone shook his head repeatedly before taking a peanut, popping it into his mouth, and chewing on the skin.

The two little ones naturally started playing together, and soon they moved to another corner. Ye Xiaoyu and Zhou Dalong, the young couple, took over the large mess on the table. As for Gao Dan, he was already standing on the balcony of the outdoor corridor, holding a lit cigarette in his hand.