Then, he pulled the empty cloth and covered it up, then he lay on it and said in a loud voice, "Mine."
Then he emphasized again, "My."
Everyone understood this sentence, and all the items for the one-year-old celebration were his.
Chen Ce was so jealous that his face turned unrecognizable. This kid was really smart.
He pulled up his trouser legs and squatted down as if to take one. "Can I give one to my godfather?"
“Snap—”
The kid responded by slapping his hand, glaring at him fiercely and saying, "Mine."
This means unwilling to give.
The attack was so fast that not only the others but also Jian Yuelan had no time to react.
By the time she reacted, Chen Ce had already been slapped. She immediately asked sternly, "Did Mom ever say not to hit people?"
Jian Yuelan didn’t know what other children were like, but the one in her family was very clever and particularly sensitive to adults’ emotions.
You can tell whether she is angry or happy by her voice and expression.
Therefore, as soon as he noticed that Jian Yuelan was angry, he immediately pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "Yes."
Everyone remained silent, watching the conversation between the mother and son.
Chen Ce wanted to speak up to help explain, but was stopped by Ye Linxing.
"Is it right to hit someone?"
"No."
"So what should I do if I do something wrong?"
"I'm sorry."
The kid immediately apologized to Chen Ce, and held out his hand with an expression of enduring pain, "Daddy, hit me."
It means to let him fight back.
"No, we are not wrong. It's the godfather who is wrong."
The tearful little boy stretched out his little hands, looking aggrieved and wanting to be hit. Chen Ce's heart almost melted at the cuteness. He touched the little boy's head, then held his chubby little hand and shook it, "It's your godfather who should apologize to you. Godfather shouldn't tease you."
There was too much talk and the kid didn't understand.
But whatever, he apologized.
He said "oh" slowly, turned to Jian Yuelan and called "Mom", then withdrew his finger and pointed at the pile of items, "Yes."
She said, opening her hands in a hugging gesture, and lying on the pile of items again, "I won't take it."
This is because he is afraid that others will take it, so he holds it all as his.
Jian Yuelan's mouth twitched. She felt that she couldn't convince the kid that he could only grab one thing. This kid's main focus now was on a full package, and it was impossible for him to pick out just one thing from a pile of items.
Then he looked at the old man and said helplessly, "Grandpa, does this count?"
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