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Jiang Shanhai:......
He just picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to the child, without paying any attention to the size.
Looking at little Jiang Qing with a mixture of laughter and tears, he threw away the remaining melon peel in his daughter's hand and wiped her two sticky little hands with a wet towel.
"Well, whose little cat is still crying?"
The tears in little Jiang Qing's eyes grew bigger and couldn't stop flowing. She didn't like her father's teasing and ignoring her complaints at all.
"He, he's older than me," she repeated stubbornly.
After wiping her hands and face clean, her fair and rosy skin was revealed, making her look even more beautiful and aggrieved.
Jiang Shanhai: "...Next time, next time daddy will give you the biggest one, okay?"
"No, no!" Little Jiang Qing got angry and started stomping her feet. Next time is next time, this time is this time, she doesn't care about the big melon next time.
"Jiang! Qing!"
The familiar whisper of the devil rang in her ears. Little Jiang Qing shrank her head and stopped, not even daring to shed a tear.
Wang Hong was wrapping dumplings and glanced sideways: "Don't dance here. Look at you. Your clothes are so dirty right after you put them on. Go back to the bedroom and change your clothes."
Little Jiang Qing stood there motionless, leaving her mother with a chubby and aggrieved back.
"I'll count to three, one, two—"
Before he could finish his words, little Jiang Qing had already run away at a very fast speed on her stilts, making a "bang, bang" sound.
Seeing this, Jiang Shanhai gave Wang Hong a thumbs up and said, "You are really awesome."
"Don't spoil her all the time. Look at what she looks like. Look at other people's children. I don't even want to say anything about her." Wang Hong rolled her eyes at him. "She just learned from you. She's so dirty. How can you wash her clothes every day?"
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault for not setting a good example and leading her astray." Jiang Shanhai, angered, deftly put out the fire, "Tomorrow I'm going to throw away all the little skirts she insisted on buying. I won't spoil her."
"Go away, stop talking nonsense. If I'm really crying and hurt, how can you comfort me?" Wang Hong said angrily, "It's better for you to do something practical than to say nice words."
Jiang Shanhai was sprinkling flour on the panel again. Hearing this, he immediately took charge: "I'll wash it. I'll wash the clothes she soiled."
Wang Hong: "You said that. I didn't force you."
Jiang Shanhai: "I volunteered."
Wang Hong worriedly instructed, "Hand wash them. Her skirts are all shaped, and machine washing will damage them. All the skirts must be hung on the clothesline, scrubbed piece by piece, and air-dried. Don't put them in the sun..."
Jiang Shanhai: "I know. Seeing you wash it so many times, I've seen it for a long time."
Wang Hong sighed, "Forget it, I'll do it myself. I'm not sure if I'll just give it to you. If I ruin one, she'll cry all day."
Jiang Shanhai was unconvinced: "Why are you worried?"
The "bang, bang" sounds rang out again, and the two of them shut their mouths tacitly.
Wang Hong looked towards the bedroom. It was still the same pair of high heels that were so big that they almost tripped the little girl, but she was wearing pink bunny pajamas and was now bending down to open the outer packaging bag of candy.
"Why do you insist on wearing my shoes? You have a lot of shoes of your own and aren't you afraid of falling?" Wang Hong couldn't help but ask speechlessly.
Little Jiang Qing held the candy in her mouth and said stickily, "It sounds nice."
"Okay, tomorrow I'll buy you a pair of shoes that make noises." Wang Hong finally understood why she always secretly wore her own shoes and ran around the house. "So you can hear them every day."
Little Jiang Qing looked up in confusion, not paying any attention to what her mother said. Just as she walked into the kitchen, she was stopped by her father's outstretched arm.
"Stand away, I'll be in white later."
Little Jiang Qing could only stare at the kitchen with her mouth watering.
"Dad, when can we eat dumplings?"
"immediately."
"Mom, can I have another piece of melon?"
"No, I'll take one piece at a time."
Little Jiang Qing pouted and lay obediently on the kitchen threshold, stuffing candy into her mouth while secretly glancing at her mother.
The corners of Wang Hong's eyes twitched, and she pretended not to see her clothes stained with dust again and the child who stole the candy.
At the end of the day, a plastic bag was tied around Jiang Qing's head to prevent the flour on her hair from falling into her bowl while she was eating.
She buried her head in eating the steaming dumplings, grunting and sweating all over her forehead.
That day, little Jiang Qing didn't like him.
She didn't like the boy who snatched her melon the first time they met.
But little Jiang Qing had a very short memory, so when they met for the second time, she still smiled and waved to the little boy.
Lin Yuke was buying toilet paper at the convenience store downstairs, and little Nanyan followed closely behind her.
When little Jiang Qing saw the familiar man who looked clean in a shirt and overalls, she immediately remembered that she did not return his greeting yesterday because he was a stranger.
So he waved enthusiastically at the other person, "Good morning!"
The super loud baby voice is full of energy and particularly obvious in the supermarket.
Wang Hong was startled. She followed her daughter's gaze and saw a familiar child and a strange woman who looked very capable standing next to the supermarket shelf.
"You are Nan Yan's mother, right?" She walked forward and greeted him with a smile.
"Yes," Lin Yuke said, her face full of doubt, but she still smiled as she bent down to greet the lively little Jiang Qing. "Good morning, little one."
Little Jiang Qing was following Nan Yan's instructions and secretly hiding the potato chips he'd given her in her pocket. Upon hearing this, she immediately put her hands behind her back, puffed out her chest, and, unable to conceal her excitement, tightened her face. She acted like an adult and replied in a childish voice, "Okay, I'm fine."
Wang Hong: "...Don't take other people's things carelessly. Return them."
Seeing that her mother was staring at her, little Jiang Qing pouted and took out the potato chips from her fat pocket with a reluctant look on her face.
"Auntie, I wanted to give it to her." Little Nan Yan took two steps back and refused to take it back. He looked up and explained to the adult in front of him.
Little Jiang Qing's eyes lit up when she heard that. She looked at her mother expectantly, and her little hands secretly moved back inch by inch.
She was the villain. Wang Hong reluctantly took out the candy she had brought with her from her pocket and handed it to Xiao Nanyan, "Come, Auntie will treat you to some candy."
Children are ignorant, but adults must understand that if a family takes advantage of others from the beginning, they are destined to have bad relationships in the future.
Little Jiang Qing watched her mother and learned what she was doing. She rummaged in her pockets and finally pulled out a handful of sweaty melon seeds. She pried open little Nan Yan's hand and put them in. She said generously, "Here, Jiang Jiang, please have some."
Xiao Nanyan withdrew her hand happily and put the melon seeds into the bag she was carrying.
Lin Yuke's heart melted as she watched little Jiang Qing's adorable actions: "Your little one is so well behaved."
"Hey, this is just a little glutton from my family." Wang Hong turned away from the two children's interaction and glanced at what Lin Yuke was holding. "Want to buy toilet paper? This brand has three layers, and that one over there has four layers, and it's made of solid wood."
Lin Yuke: "Really? Let me see, I didn't even notice it, or you are thoughtful."
Wang Hong: "I just understand it after using it so much. I've used all the brands here. The standards for napkins and toilet paper are different, you see..."
The adults were chatting upstairs, while the two children were sharing snacks downstairs.
Little Jiang Qing looked at him with her big eyes and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Xiao Nanyan took a bite of melon seeds, which were a little damp. He nodded, "Delicious."
Little Jiang Qing boasted proudly, "I hid this on purpose. I couldn't bear to eat it."
After hearing what Xiao Jiangqing said, Xiao Nanyan quickly took something out of her bag and stuffed it into her hands, "That's all for you to eat."
"No, I'll give it to you as a gift." Little Jiang Qing squinted her big eyes and ate the potato chips in her hand enjoyably, then waved her hand.
I don’t know why the melon seeds in my pocket suddenly became unpalatable. Little Jiang Qing thought that it might be because she had eaten too many before.
Now that she has a new friend, it’s a good opportunity to help her deal with the remaining melon seeds. Moreover, the other person has just eaten them, so they are still delicious and there is no waste at all.
"Yeah." Xiao Nanyan withdrew her hand, wrapped up the melon seeds carefully and put them back into her bag.
"My mom said she's sending me to the Red Star Kindergarten. I can eat chocolate there every day. Will your mom send you there too? If you do, we can go together. I'll give you my chocolate and give you yours."
Remembering what her mother said in the morning, little Jiang Qing enthusiastically invited the other party so that both of them could taste different flavors of chocolate. She is really a super smart King Jiang.
"Eat chocolate?" Little Nanyan looked confused. That's not what his mother told him.
"Hmm, are you coming or not?" Little Jiang Qing hummed.
"Okay, I'll go." Little Nanyan put aside his doubts. He also wanted to go to the Red Star Kindergarten that Jiang Jiang mentioned, where they had chocolate. "You can have all mine."
"Oh, you're so kind," little Jiang Qing declared, surprised and delighted. "You're such a generous child. I, King Jiang Jiang, have made you my friend."
"Okay, King Jiang Jiang." Xiao Nanyan responded solemnly.
Little Jiang Qing was very satisfied that she had gained a new little brother. This way, when it was her turn to be the king in the game, she would have one more person to help her beat others at rock-paper-scissors.
"From now on, you will be..." Little Jiang Qing paused and asked, "What's your name?"
Little Nanyan: "Lin Nanyan."
"What a hard name to remember," little Jiang Qing muttered, "Don't you have any other names?"
"For example, my full name is Jiang Qing," she counted on her fingers, "and my nickname is Jiang Jiang. You can also call me Niuniu, Dabao, Guaibao, Baobei, Guaiguai..."
"Oh, there are so many I can't even count them all." She put down her fingers. She really couldn't count how many names she had. Anyway, it was enough to know that she was being called. "You tell me a name that's easy to remember."
Little Nanyan shook his head. His name was Lin Nanyan, and he had no other name.
"Then... I'll give you one of my names?" Little Jiang Qing said worriedly, "Or should I give you one?"
Xiao Nanyan nodded and looked at her expectantly. He also wanted to have many names and be called by different names every day.
What should I call myself? Little Jiang Qing pondered. She had already requisitioned her only name that sounded impressive. Her friend must also want a name that could scare off others and help her seize the throne.
She pulled her hair with her fingers and suddenly saw a black dog chasing someone running past the glass window. Her eyes lit up instantly.
"Or you can just call me Big Dog."
"Look, that black dog is so majestic. No one dares to mess with it. If you call it Big Dog, it will be even bigger and more majestic than it is. No one will dare to bully you when they hear it."
Xiao Nanyan looked in the direction her finger pointed, and saw a dog with black curly hair and wagging its tail running happily over and then running back, sticking out its tongue because of the heat.
Little Jiang Qing put her hands on her hips and asked, "How's it? Pretty impressive, right?"
"Yeah." Although he didn't know where he was so impressive, little Nan Yan nodded vigorously. He was fine.
From then on, Xiao Nanyan had a second name in his life, a name that sounded so majestic that no one dared to ignore it.
——Big dog.
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