Daya's eyes rolled around and she kept thinking about ways to remedy the situation.
It’s a pity that it’s too late.
She had said everything she needed to say in her loud chatter just now.
Even though he stopped talking in the end, everyone still knew what they needed to know.
They all looked at her in surprise, their eyes full of disbelief.
Although they were prepared, the sisters-in-law still found it hard to accept when they confirmed that the honest, well-behaved and even timid child in their impression was actually a child with a deep mind and full of malice.
I can't believe this is true.
Unlike her sisters-in-law who were in shock, Wang Cuilan focused her attention on what Daya had not finished saying.
——It won’t be long before Fatty Qin can no longer be in my presence…
What was in front of her? Appearance or something else?
But no matter what it was, Wang Cuilan was sure that Daya had "taken action" against Xiaopang.
Without delay, Wang Cuilan told Mrs. Zhao about her suspicions.
When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she realized that this was no small matter!
So, after forcing Daya to apologize to Sanbao as Wang Cuilan requested, she took Daya back to her own home.
The other sisters-in-law naturally followed.
Wang Cuilan didn't go because she still had to take care of Erbao, the naughty kid, at home.
After everyone left, Wang Cuilan glanced at Erbao, who had been hanging his head ever since he found out that Daya had broken Sanbao's card and refused to admit it, and said coldly.
"Daya was taken home by your Aunt Zhao. You were always worried that she would be bullied by her grandmother, so why didn't you go with her? You could have helped her if her grandmother beat her up."
"Wow, Mom, I was wrong! I didn't know Daya really touched Sanbao's things.
I saw Sanbao hitting Daya, and I thought…hiccup, that Sanbao was being naughty…hiccup, and that he was bullying Daya again for no reason…hiccup, so I got…hiccup…hiccup…angry at Sanbao.”
Erbao hugged Wang Cuilan's thighs and cried breathlessly.
Wang Cuilan felt distressed when she saw her crying so sadly.
However, when Wang Cuilan thought of what she had said before, the motherly love she had just felt suddenly disappeared.
It’s time to take care of Erbao.
A little kid can say that he doesn't recognize his younger brother Sanbao just because of someone he has known for less than two months. If we continue to let this go on, what will happen to him when he grows up?
Wang Cuilan shook off Erbao's hand that was hugging her thigh and sneered, "What? Isn't it time for you to stand up for Daya?"
Wang Cuilan nodded her head and said, "Xie Jinsi, you are already a big kid who is almost five years old. Why don't you use your brain when doing things?
Do you just believe whatever others say without thinking?
Your brother grew up with you, don’t you know what his personality is like?
He turned against Sanbao just because of a few words from others.
Xie Jinsi, is this what your father and I usually teach you?"
Wang Cuilan became more and more angry as she spoke. If she hadn't restrained herself, she would have slapped Xie Erbao.
But despite this, Wang Cuilan still didn't look good to Xie Erbao, and she pointed at a corner of the wall.
"Go stand there and reflect on your actions. Don't move until I tell you to!"
Erbao left with tears in his eyes.
About half an hour passed, and seeing that his mother had no intention of letting Erbao come back, Sanbao felt a little guilty.
He threw down the toy, ran to Wang Cuilan, and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes.
Then when Wang Cuilan looked over, he gave her a sweet smile.
"Mom, are you tired from writing? Do you want me to massage your shoulders?"
The fourth birthday present that Wang Cuilan gave to Sanbao was broken by Daya, who did it to appease Sanbao.
In order to stop him from crying, Sanbao promised to make a new book of cards for him as compensation.
Now Wang Cuilan happened to be unemployed and had some free time, so she seized the opportunity.
She went to Xie Zheng's small study and got paper and pen to make cards. Since she had done it several times before, Wang Cuilan was very proficient in it.
——He moves very quickly and has almost done one tenth of it.
Wang Cuilan is still very satisfied with this progress.
Hearing her youngest son's voice, she put down her pen, stood up, and sat on the sofa nearby.
"Sure, Mom is a little tired right now, and having Sanbao massage her back and shoulders to help her relax would be perfect."
"Okay!"
Sanbao pursed his lips into a smile, quickly kicked off his little leather shoes, climbed onto the sofa and started massaging his mother's shoulders.
Sanbao is a little chatterbox. It is always joyful where he is, but today, he is very quiet.
Wang Cuilan had some guesses in her mind, but she still followed his lead and said, "Sanbao, do you have something to tell your mother?"
Sanbao nodded and whispered, "Mom, Erbao has realized his mistake. Can you not punish him?"
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