Chapter 351 No More School
Not only was Mao Mao frightened today, but the adults were all startled as well.
As if to make up for all the fright they suffered today, everyone kept piling food into Mao Mao's bowl.
After finishing her meal, Mao Mao, her belly round and full, lay on the sofa to digest, feeling lazy and not wanting to move even her toes.
Lou Yansui sat down next to her with a stack of manuscript papers: "Mao Mao, let me read you the story I just wrote."
"oh!"
Mao Mao stretched and slowly turned over to sit up, snuggling her little body close to her brother.
Her eyes sparkled, and she pricked up her ears, ready to listen to a story.
Lou Hongjian moved closer to her other side: "Mao Mao, how about your brother draws with you?"
Mao Mao thought for a moment: "Listen to the story first, then draw."
Meow~
The big white cat straightened its upper body, its two fluffy paws pawing at Mao Mao's legs, its heterochromatic eyes looking at her with a watery gaze: "Meow~~~~"
"Kitty?" Mao Mao grasped its paw in confusion. "Do you want to play with me too?"
Meow~~
"That……"
"Mao Mao, come play with Daddy." Lou Dashuai put his hands under her armpits and lifted her up: "Daddy will play games with you, and I can also tell you stories about war. Daddy won many battles before, he was so awesome!"
Lou Fengju followed behind and said slowly, "I also have quite a few stories on this subject, and I can tell you about them, Mao Mao."
Mao Mao looked at this father, then at that brother.
Before she could respond, Old Madam Lou coughed heavily and said, "Mao Mao, come here, come to Grandma."
"Grandma, I'm here."
Mao Mao kicked her little feet to let her father put her on the ground, and then ran towards the old lady. Her little hand was held by the old lady's warm and dry hand.
Old Madam Lou shielded her behind her, looked sternly at everyone, and glared at the Third Concubine who was eager to come forward.
"How can you all be so inconsiderate? Have you forgotten that you're still sick?"
The people were so scolded that they couldn't lift their heads.
As if reminded by Madam Lou, the second concubine couldn't help but sneeze and quickly covered her nose and hid behind her.
"Grandma is right."
Lou Heming adjusted his glasses and smiled as he agreed, "You're all still sick, so you need to keep your distance from Mao Mao to avoid infecting her. Reading stories, drawing, and playing games are not in a hurry."
Lou Hongjian: "Second Brother!"
Lou Heming said calmly, "Perfect timing. My grandma and I are both healthy, so we can play with Mao Mao."
"Second brother, you..."
Old Madam Lou raised her cane and shooed them away, saying, "Get out of here, get out of here! Don't you have anything to do?"
Meow~
The big white cat held its tail high, rubbed against Mao Mao's legs, and squatted down fluffily at her feet like a little bodyguard.
Mao Mao was frightened today, and everyone wanted to show her all their love and care by presenting it like eight desserts to comfort her.
But under the old lady's stern authority, even with their tender hearts, they had no choice but to leave.
It's because they're all sick.
As everyone gradually left the small living room, Old Madam Lou led Mao Mao to sit down on the sofa.
“Your brothers and mothers, they are all grown up, yet they are so immature.”
Old Madam Lou scolded, "And your father, he's the most tactless of all."
Mao Mao obediently said, "Daddy is very good."
Grandma Lou patted her head. "Good, he's good. Let's not talk about that anymore."
The old lady picked up the manuscript paper that Lou Yansui had put down before leaving and said gently, "Come here, Mao Mao, Grandma will read you a story."
Maomao: "..."
Mao Mao blinked her eyes: "Oh."
...
After listening to Grandma read Maomao's new story, I drew a picture with Grandma.
Madam Lou was formerly a young lady from a wealthy family. She had studied music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and was also adept at using children's crayons.
Mao Mao happily followed the old lady to draw a portrait of the big white cat. When the Western clock in the living room rang, it was bedtime. She obediently put down her crayons and went to wash her hands with her grandmother.
Then she took her little pillow and went to knock on her brother's door.
Mao Mao and her second brother agreed that they would continue listening to stories today.
Lou Heming opened the door and saw his younger sister standing there. He gently called out, "Mao Mao."
Meow~
Looking to the side, there was a big, chubby white cat squatting at Mao Mao's feet.
"Brother, I'm here."
Mao Mao ran into his room with her pillow in her arms, and the big white cat followed behind her with its tail wagging.
Lou Heming closed the door and asked, "Are you going to sleep with the cat again tonight?"
"The cat wants to sleep with Mao Mao."
Mao Mao thought for a moment, then tilted her little head and asked, "Brother, can the cat sleep with us?"
The big white cat also raised its head, its heterochromatic eyes looking over: "Meow~"
Two pairs of round, moist eyes looked at him, and Lou Heming could no longer say no.
However, he still said, "You need to wash its claws first."
"Thank you, brother." Mao Mao said happily, "Brother, don't worry, the cat is very clean. I helped it take a bath last time!"
Meow~
Cats run around inside and outside the house every day, and they don't seem to care about changing their shoes. As a doctor, Lou Heming is concerned about hygiene, so he went to the bathroom, wet a towel, and carefully wiped all four of the cat's paws.
The big white cat howled as it was being wiped. As soon as he let go, the cat eagerly darted to Mao Mao's side, clinging tightly to him, its white fur bristling, watching him warily.
Mao Mao quickly stroked the long fur on its back and lay down on it to comfort it, saying, "Don't be afraid, kitty."
Lou Heming picked up the storybook from the bedside table, turned to the marked page, and lay down.
He stretched out his long arm and encircled his sister. Oh, and today there's a cat too. He started telling bedtime stories to the two of them.
Once upon a time, there was a...
The warm yellow light shone on the two people and the cat, creating a cozy atmosphere.
...
the next day.
As usual, as soon as Lou Heming got up, Mao Mao groggily got up as well.
There was a cat on the bed today. When she climbed out, she landed right on top of the big white cat. "Meow—"
The sound of a cat meowing jolted Mao Mao awake.
"I'm sorry, kitty." She stroked the big white cat guiltily. "I didn't mean to crush you."
Meow~
The big white cat licked her palm, swished its tail, and jumped off the bed.
Mao Mao also quickly got up, followed her brother, brushed her teeth, washed her face, combed her hair, and went to eat with great energy.
Lou Heming now had a little tail following him everywhere he went. He couldn't help but smile gently: "Mao Mao, why did you get up so early today? You can sleep a little longer, you don't have to get up early with your brother."
Mao Mao could already smell the delicious aroma in the air, her eyes sparkling: "Brother, let's eat."
"Okay, brother will take you to eat."
Today, the chef got up before dawn and busied himself with preparations, almost preparing a feast fit for a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
As soon as Mao Mao sat down at the table, countless pairs of chopsticks rushed over.
"Mao Mao, eat this."
"This is delicious."
Mao Mao slurped and buried her face in the small bowl, her little tuft of hair bobbing as she ate.
With the adults feeding her, she ate until her belly was round and full, then fed the goldfish and the cat, before running to the door to wait.
Mao Mao looked around, glancing at the door and then back at her family, her little face full of anticipation.
After a moment, seeing no reaction from anyone, she looked puzzled in her big, dark eyes.
Everyone was still sitting at the table, leisurely enjoying their breakfast, except for Lou Yansui and Lou Heming, who were on their way to work and school, who stood up and walked towards their respective vehicles.
Mao Mao toddled after them with her short legs until they reached the car. Her brothers patted her head and said, "Mao Mao, be good. Wait for your brothers at home. We'll come back and play with you tonight."
Once the car door closed, the two left home one after the other.
Watching the car drive away, Mao Mao was extremely confused.
She went back to her mother and said, "Mother, my brother has left without Mao Mao."
Xia Xiaoxiang wondered, "Second Young Master goes to work, Fourth Young Master goes to school, why are you being taken along?"
"Mao Mao goes to school too."
"..."
Every morning, the older brothers and mothers take turns taking Mao Mao to school.
The group exchanged glances, and they all saw smiles in each other's eyes.
The third concubine chuckled, "Honey, the kindergarten has been burned down, what are you going to do to go to school?"
Mao Mao's little face froze for a moment: "Huh?"
“That’s right,” Xia Xiaoxiang chimed in, “Starting today, you don’t have to go to school anymore.”
"Mao Mao isn't going to school anymore?"
"No more classes, the whole kindergarten is closed." The first wife said with a smile, "Mao Mao, your winter vacation will start early."
Maomao: "..."
Mao Mao was completely stunned.
A fire broke out at the kindergarten, and all the classrooms were burned down, so Mao Mao couldn't go to school.
Mao Mao is no longer in school!
For Mao Mao, a child who loves going to school, her world has collapsed!
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