Chapter 535: Mom’s angry look is so scary

Mingzhu wanted to pick up Xiangxiang, but Jiang Duo saw her move and was one step faster than her. He pinched Xiangxiang’s armpits with both hands, lifted him up and held him.

Xiangxiang, who was originally aggrieved and full of tears, sat on his father’s strong arms all of a sudden, and was so scared that he forgot to cry.

Dad usually let them walk by themselves and rarely held them, but now, Dad actually held him.

Dad’s arms are so comfortable, and there is no fear of falling down at all.

Mingzhu glanced at Jiang Duo, and walked to the sofa in front of Panpan with a smile and sat down.

Panpan was still crying with his mouth open.

Mingzhu was not in a hurry, she just crossed her arms and stared at him, watching him cry.

Wait, who had just held his arm and asked him to apologize, let go of her hand for no apparent reason when she saw her mother's state.

Song Xue coaxed him gently, "Pan Pan, be good, stop crying, and talk to your mother about this matter."

Mingzhu waved her hand at Song Xue, "Xiaoxue, don't say anything to him, let him cry, and then we can talk. You are not needed here, go and help make dumplings."

Song Xue did not argue and ran away, as her ears were really hurt by the two children's noise.

Mingzhu saw that the child was crying with his eyes open, and it would not stop for a while, so she simply took the tea tray from the tea table, cracked melon seeds, and stared at Pan Pan.

Panpan cried for a long time, and when she found that no one paid any attention to her, her crying gradually subsided. After five or six minutes, she finally stopped crying.

Panpan looked at Mingzhu with a guilty conscience.

Mingzhu threw the melon seed shells in her hand into the trash can and patted the residue on her hands, "Have you cried enough? If not, just cry for a while, it's okay, I have plenty of time to listen to you cry. If you have cried enough, we will solve this problem."

Panpan pouted: "I won't cry anymore."

"Okay, very good, wait, help me find one of Panpan's favorite toys in the room."

Wait was confused, but obediently went to the room and took out a colorful wooden spinning top that Panpan usually liked and handed it to Mingzhu.

Mingzhu got the wooden spinning top and waved to Xiangxiang: "Xiangxiang, come here, this is for you."

Panpan heard it and immediately wanted to grab the spinning top, crying: "This is mine, not brother's. Brother has one too, his is blue."

Mingzhu raised the spinning top high above her head, and Panpan couldn't hook it, so she could only shout: "This is mine."

"So, if I grab something you like and give it to your brother, will you be sad?"

"It's sad. Brother already has one, and he..."

Mingzhu interrupted him and guided his thoughts to continue following her, "You knew you would be sad if others touched your things, so why did you ruin something your brother liked?"

Panpan choked up, "I didn't mean to tear up my brother's painting."

Mingzhu asked, "Did you draw that painting?"

Panpan lowered her head, "I just wanted to see what my brother drew."

Mingzhu said slowly, "Let me ask you again, is that painting yours?"

"No, it's my brother's."

"So, since it's my brother's thing, then only my brother has the right to decide whether to let you see it or touch it, just like this little spinning top is yours, and only you have the right to decide whether to let others play with it. What's more, my brother didn't say he wouldn't let you see it, he just said that he hadn't finished the painting yet, right?"

Panpan nodded.

Mingzhu continued: "You took your brother's things without his consent and destroyed his hard work and his sincerity in giving a gift to Mom. I think you were wrong. When you do something wrong, you should apologize instead of grinning and arguing with the person you hurt about who can cry louder. What do you think?"

Panpan looked up and glanced at her eldest brother who was in his father's arms and had red eyes.

He hung his head and muttered in a low voice: "Aunt Nan Nan said that the crying child gets the milk. I'm the youngest, and as long as I cry, everyone has to give in to me..."

Mingzhu:...

"What Qiao Nan Nan said is wrong!" Mingzhu interrupted him again. Her voice, which was gentle just now, was now tainted with a bit of harshness.

"Jiang Wanyi, listen to me. Normally your brothers give in to you not because you cry or because you are the youngest, but because they are kind. Don't take other people's kindness towards you for granted. You must correct all the bad habits you learned from Qiao Nannan! In this family, no one owes you anything! Do you hear me?"

The living room suddenly became quiet. The three people who were making dumplings at the dining table didn't dare to breathe, let alone roll out the dumpling wrappers, for fear of being implicated.

Panpan was also scared. He didn't know that his mother could be so scary when she became fierce.

Mingzhu asked seriously again: "Did you hear me?"

Panpan replied quickly: "I heard me..."

"Very good, now you only have two choices, either apologize or go into solitary confinement first, then apologize when you come out. Make your choice!"

This time Panpan looked up at Xiangxiang honestly, "Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have messed with your things."

Mingzhu looked up at Xiangxiang, and at this moment, the seriousness in her eyes when she was correcting Panpan's bad habits was gone, and she became gentle instead: "Xiangxiang, "Your younger brother did something wrong and hurt your heart. Although he recognizes his mistake and apologizes, you have the right to choose to forgive or not. If you do not forgive him, then as a punishment for hurting you, Mom can put him in solitary confinement."

Hearing that he was going to be put in solitary confinement again, Panpan's face fell, and he looked at Xiangxiang pitifully, as if his elder brother was holding the key to his life and death.

Xiangxiang looked at Panpan for a long time, and finally said, "Panpan, I can forgive you, but you have to accompany me to paint a new picture and give it to Mom."

Panpan nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll paint with my brother."

Mingzhu raised an eyebrow at Jiang Duo, and Jiang Duo understood and put Xiangxiang down.

Xiang Xiang took the initiative to walk over, holding Pan Pan's hand and walking towards the room, shouting, "Wai Wai, come with me."

Wai Wai muttered impatiently, "What a trouble."

But he followed honestly.

Ming Zhu looked at the backs of the three little babies and smiled lovingly. As expected of her, the babies she gave birth to were so... cute even from behind.

It was not until the three of them entered the house that Mingzhu retracted her gaze and looked up at Fang Shuyu: "Mom, look at the nanny you hired. She has instilled such vicious thoughts into our little third child. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise, our little third child would have been raised by her to be a selfish ghost in the future."

Fang Shuyu: ...

She clearly didn't dare to breathe just now, how come this wildfire still burns herself.