Jiang Nuan was very puzzled as to why Liao Chunhua refused to believe that Lai Zi wouldn't retaliate against her.
Is it really that hard to believe that human nature is inherently good?
“Mother,” Huang Xiaosan nodded thoughtfully, “Looking at it this way, the whole thing was just a big misunderstanding.”
“It may seem like a misunderstanding, but it was actually inevitable,” Jiang Nuan sighed. “Think about the little chubby boy before he came to our house, and you’ll understand.”
Ultimately, it all boils down to the struggle for resources for survival.
Ultimately, it all comes down to poverty.
The topic was too heavy, and Jiang Nuan, who had been up all day, didn't want to bring it up again. She quickly urged, "Let's go home, it's getting late."
As soon as they reached the gate, they heard giggling coming from the courtyard.
"Hey," Huang Xiaosan raised an eyebrow, "Why is Xiao Wu laughing so happily today?"
“And there are Da Niu and Er Niu,” Xie frowned. “Let’s go check on them quickly. They’re still young, we don’t want them to get hurt.”
Hearing a squeak, Xiao Wu, who was frolicking around, looked up and saw Jiang Nuan. He immediately rushed over like a little cannonball.
"Mom, isn't Xiao Wu pretty?"
As she spoke, she blinked her eyes cutely.
Then, a layer of white powder fell off, and soon a white line appeared on the ground.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh.
"Xiao Wu, why did you put flour on your face?" Huang Xiao San exaggeratedly opened his mouth and pointed at his sister, "And what's that on your lips? It's all purplish-red, like you've been poisoned."
"Mom, Third Brother bullied me." Little Wu buried his head in Jiang Nuan's arms, feeling wronged.
Seeing this, Xie scooped Xiao Wu up and said, "Stop making a fuss, what if you get my clothes dirty?"
After saying that, he gently slapped her on the shoulder. "What's wrong? Why are you putting so much flour on your face?"
Thinking of the flour that Xiao Wu had ruined, Xie felt a pang of heartache.
That brat really needs to be disciplined!
"Don't I look good?" Xiao Wu stared blankly at Xie Shi. "Second Sister-in-law, don't you think Xiao Wu looks especially good today?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Xie felt that words could not express her feelings.
Her originally rosy face was covered with a thick layer of flour, like she was performing in a theatrical play, with each step causing a layer to fall off. The sight was anything but beautiful.
Her hair and clothes were covered in flour, and with her bluish-purple lips, she was so filthy that she was almost unrecognizable.
"Xiao Wu," Jiang Nuan couldn't help but rub her forehead, "who taught you this? How did you end up looking like this?"
"Mom," Xiao Wu pouted, looking aggrieved, "Am I not pretty?"
“Go look at yourself in the basin and see what you look like,” Jiang Nuan pointed to the side, “and wash your face and change into some clean clothes.”
“I’ve taken a picture,” Xiao Wu said smugly, twitching his eyebrows as another layer of flour fell off. “It looks amazing, even better than my sisters-in-law’s.”
Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances and fell silent.
Jiang Nuan felt a sense of crisis rising in her heart. Her daughter's taste was a bit distorted!
“Xiao Wu,” Jiang Nuan took her daughter’s hand, squatted down and looked directly at her, “Aren’t you usually pretty? Why are you putting flour on your face?”
"Mom," Xiao Wu chuckled, "Xiao Wu is usually pretty, but not fair enough. I saw my sisters-in-law putting flour on their faces to make them whiter, so I did it myself. How is it? I'm much fairer now, aren't I especially pretty?"
Forehead……
When Xie and Jin heard this, a flock of crows flew through their minds.
When did Xiao Wu see them applying face masks?
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