The guy finally got to eat the potato chips he'd been longing for and dreaming of. He even ate three more chips because of the excuse he found, making a total of five chips.
He clicked his tongue in enjoyment and said, "Mommy, I want more!"
Ye Wanying chuckled twice at her son, clearly ignoring his words.
Hao Gang was quite helpless. He still had two bags of potato chips that his master had given him. Should he give them to him or not?
"Gang, don't even think about secretly giving it to him. Eating too much of this stuff will affect a child's growth and development. It's okay if he eats a little occasionally, otherwise he'll either be a short, fat guy or a big fat guy. You decide what to do."
Short and stocky vs. fat?
Just thinking about how he turned out is unacceptable. He was such a cute child, and naturally we wanted him to grow up to be better and better. We can't expect him to become rough and unruly, can we?
Hmm, let's feed the guy something else.
Tuanzi fell silent, angered by his mother's words, and thought resentfully:
I'm not short and stout, I'm just chubby, not a big fat guy, boohoo, bad mommy....
Ye Wanying, of course, saw her son's tearful expression, and her thoughts were written all over his face. However, she pretended not to see it and looked at Hao Gang:
"How well did you learn the disguise skills I taught you last time?" I asked.
Upon hearing this, Hao Gang immediately sat up straight and began to answer his master's question very seriously: "It's not even scratching the surface, Master, you're amazing, even more amazing than what the instructors taught us back then."
Yes, that's a very serious compliment.
But these are all the truths, without any exaggeration.
"There are always people more capable than you, and there are many even more skilled people out there. Remember to strengthen your training after you come down here. Once you've mastered disguise, start learning reconnaissance. You already have a foundation in that, so it won't be too difficult."
Hao Gang was naturally delighted. This was his master's private kitchen! He thought that once he had learned everything he needed to learn, he would definitely be able to join the special forces.
"You should understand the principle of 'don't bite off more than you can chew.' Learning these things requires a strong foundation of patience. Otherwise, if you rush, you might expose yourself to the enemy during a mission."
Hao Gang immediately put everything that had just flashed through his mind out of his head: "Master, I understand. I will definitely learn slowly and diligently."
Ye Wanying still thought highly of Hao Gang: "Alright, it's getting late, let's go back and rest."
"Master, I'm leaving now."
"Um."
Hao Gang stood up and waved to Tuanzi: "Goodbye, buddy."
Tuanzi was a little listless, mainly because she was still angry: "Goodbye."
As soon as Hao Gang left, Tuanzi immediately stood up, snorted at Ye Wanying, and then ran into her room to sulk.
Ye Wanying rarely paid attention to such matters. She found her pajamas in another room and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The little dumpling in the room was lying on the big bed with its bottom arched, occasionally humming a little, mixed with the sounds of "Mama naughty, naughty Mama".
Finally, as if he couldn't breathe anymore, he turned to sit up, his face exposed, and gasped for air.
When Commander Gao returned, he saw his son's face was flushed red, and he looked very aggrieved.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
Was he bullied? Or did his mother scold him?
The latter is quite possible, after all, this child is so energetic and mischievous.
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