Chapter 103
In November, Beijing had just entered winter. A cold front swept in, and in just a few days, the once lush plane trees lining the streets turned withered and sparse.
Winter has come again.
The bustling street was filled with passersby dressed in long pants and long sleeves, hurrying along.
The Xu family villa, with its tranquil environment and already heated interior, was pleasantly warm. The three siblings and the maids cleaning the villa were all dressed in light and convenient summer clothes.
Today is Monday, and it's Xu Qingyan's turn to take the baby's mother and daughter, Paopao, to kindergarten.
Xu Qingyan is used to checking the weather every morning when she gets up, especially since there are two young children at home, and there are just too many things to pay attention to.
He walked slowly to the bedroom door and knocked.
"Mom, Bubble, it's too cold outside today. I'll ask the teacher for leave for you. You can stay home and rest today."
The sound entered the room, and the door suddenly opened.
"No, today I want to give a speech under the national flag on behalf of all the children!"
Xu Yirou, her hair disheveled, rushed out and hugged her son's leg, tilting her little face up: "Dabao, this is Mommy's moment of glory, you're not allowed to misbehave."
"Mom even knows about the highlights," Xu Qingyan thought with a gentle smile.
Bubble followed closely behind: "Daddy, today is Grandma's big day, don't make things worse."
A joyous day? Xu Qingyan felt awkward listening to this, so he frowned and changed the subject: "In that case, you should go wash up. I'll take you there after dinner. Remember to wear more clothes."
"Okay, Dad."
Bubble obediently agreed, and the two cubs held hands, Bubble jumping for joy like a little bird.
"Grandma, after dinner I'll have Mom do your hair in a super pretty style, the kind that would charm ten Lanlans, ten little foreign princes, and ten little figurines!"
All three are the young lady's number one simp.
"What if they're completely smitten with me?" Xu Yirou blinked, shaking her head with lingering fear. "Maybe I shouldn't be too pretty, just a 90 out of 100 is fine~"
"Okay, whatever you say!"
After filming wraps up, Jiang Yan's work for the year will be over. January is her wedding with Xu Qingyan. She will spend the remaining two months with her family and take a break to show her best at the wedding.
Jiang Yan is very skillful. She styled Xu Yirou and Paopao's hair into adorable Nezha hairstyles, paired with their sky-blue school uniforms with little whale designs, making them look like cute anime characters.
Dressed neatly, Xu Yirou skipped and hopped to look in the mirror, shaking her head and turning around shyly as she rubbed her hands together and asked:
"My dear wife, am I pretty?"
Jiang Yan couldn't help but laugh: "It looks great!"
Xu Yirou's two small eyebrows were curved, and her eyes were moist. She looked at the three siblings and asked, "Dabao, Erbao, Xiaobao, is Mommy pretty?"
Without hesitation, the three siblings exclaimed in unison, "Beautiful!"
He Nianzhu and Xu Niancheng acted as cheerleaders, showering the audience with a variety of effusive compliments from beginning to end.
Xu Yirou was so flattered that she felt incredibly happy, her cheeks dimpled, and her face glowed like a peach blossom.
Just as she was about to leave, Xu Yirou, who had already stepped halfway out, suddenly ran back and pouted at Jiang Yan: "Wife, do you have any glitter? Can you put some glitter on my lips?"
"Lipstick?"
"Yes, that's right."
Jiang Yan didn't think much of it; it's normal for a young girl to admire beautiful women, and there's nothing strange about it.
So she turned around and went to the bedroom to get a brand new lipstick, and lightly applied it to Xu Yirou's chubby little lips.
Jiang Yan thoughtfully took out a small mirror for her to look in: "Mom, do you like it?"
The little dumpling in the mirror had snow-white skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and looked very cute and charming, with her lips being especially pink and moist.
Xu Yirou was extremely satisfied, holding the small mirror with a beaming smile.
"I love it! Thank you, my dear wife!"
Only then did he go to school, completely satisfied.
He Nianzhu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the car until it completely disappeared from sight before slowly smiling and looking away.
"Mom, are you dating someone?" Xu Niancheng tapped her chin with a suspicious look. "Do you have a crush on a boy?"
Good heavens—
He Nianzhu tripped and fell flat on her face, her voice booming: "What? Mom's in a relationship? With whom?! Which little brat?!"
Which rebellious little bastard is this!
Xu Niancheng was startled. "Does my second brother have dog ears? How can his ears be so sensitive?" she thought, holding onto the chair with annoyance.
"What are you yelling about? I was just guessing."
"I think you're not just guessing randomly, you're trying to scare me to death, wait—"
He Nianzhu had an inopportune moment of inspiration and narrowed his eyes: "You brat, do you already know something and are deliberately keeping it from your brother?"
Xu Niancheng slowly typed: ?
Xu Niancheng spat, abruptly stood up, and asked with a forced smile, using her full name:
"He Nianzhu, are you looking for trouble so early in the morning? Do you need me to help you clear your head?"
When Xu Yirou and Xu Qingyan are around, Xu Niancheng usually just talks to her second brother, who is not very bright.
Since neither of the two responsible parents were around, Xu Niancheng blew on her fist; it was a little itchy.
"Why don't you repeat what you just said?"
Seeing her younger sister's expression, which was very similar to her mother's when she was angry, He Nianzhu's arrogance immediately vanished, and her rationality returned in a flash.
The brother and sister have been fighting since they were little, and He Nianzhu is basically the one who gets beaten up all the time.
He swallowed silently, stubbornly sticking out his neck despite his defeat: "So what if I'm spineless? Is it illegal?"
He should just admit defeat, but he's still so arrogant.
Xu Niancheng punched him twice, and He Nianzhu howled and ran away with his head in his hands: "I'm begging you to let me go."
Serves you right! Xu Niancheng barely calmed down and sat back down.
He Nianzhu felt extremely wronged. He was just worried that his mother would be kidnapped by that blond-haired kid.
Xu Niancheng advised him not to believe everything he heard and to give his mother more trust: "Mom is only four years old. What does a four-year-old know? How could she possibly find us a little dad? Don't be so sensitive."
After being scolded by her younger sister, He Nianzhu's chaotic thoughts were temporarily suppressed.
While Xu Niancheng was scolding her brother eloquently, she was actually a little worried inside, as her mother seemed to be particularly fond of looking pretty lately.
Her clothes had to smell nice, her hair clips had to be different each time, and she had to be pestered to have her nails painted with shiny nail polish—things her mother never used to care about.
Could it be because of the changing seasons?
For example, every time the seasons change, a girl's wardrobe is always missing one more piece of clothing.
Girls know girls best. Xu Niancheng pondered for a moment, then confidently concluded that her guess was correct, while secretly maintaining a degree of vigilance.
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The tradition of giving a speech under the national flag before morning exercises every Monday covers a wide range of students, including kindergartens, junior high schools, high schools, and even some universities.
On the spacious open ground, under the fluttering bright national flag, Xu Yirou, making her first appearance on stage, held the microphone and read her script haltingly. Her sweet little voice trembled, and her ten little toes seemed to be gripping the ground tightly as if they had nowhere to go.
The little kids in the audience stood ramrod straight, their eyes glued to the little girl on stage.
The eager, envious gaze seemed almost tangible, impossible to ignore. Xu Yirou, the little girl, was both proud and shy.
Wow, this is even more stressful than working a summer job!
[Mushroom Class Head Teacher Liu: [Images], [Images], [Images], [Images], [Videos]]
[Hu Xinxin's mother: The children are standing so straight, they are so disciplined. The teacher does a great job, thumbs up! jpg]
[Wei Qinqin's mother: Teacher, my Qinqin has grown taller recently, she doesn't need to stand so far in front, could you please have her stand a little further back?]
[Mushroom Class Teacher Liu: @Wei Qinqin's Mom, Qinqin said she can't see clearly because it's too far away. I suggest you take her to get her eyes checked when you have time. Also, she said she really likes Xinxin and Rourou and doesn't want to stand at the back.]
The three siblings, who were lurking in the group, saw photos and videos of their mother's first speech. The little girl's hands trembled, her voice was unsteady, but her eyes were exceptionally bright and expressive.
The three of them simultaneously felt a sense of accomplishment, as if their daughters were growing up.
Xu Qingyan, who was in the middle of a meeting, couldn't help but smile.
The meeting room fell silent instantly.
The employees looked at each other, then realized and lowered their heads. They had bumped into each other. They were smiling so gently and sweetly. The president must be texting his wife!
The stench of love... tsk tsk, even the most aloof and celibate man becomes a lovesick fool when he's in love.
Xu Qingyan raised his head and saw that everyone was stealing glances at him. He raised his chin slightly and swept his eyes over them indifferently: "What are you standing there for? Wait for me to report on your work?"
The employees were startled and quickly put away their curiosity and returned to their work.
After the cheerful morning exercises, the children returned to their classrooms in an orderly fashion. Xu Yirou took out a small mirror, pouted her lips, and carefully touched up her lipstick.
Yinyin and Xinxin, who were standing next to them, stared in disbelief.
"Meatball, so that's what you're wearing on your lips, you're wearing lipstick."
Xu Yirou, who was touching up her makeup, mumbled, "Yeah, yeah, isn't it pretty?"
Yinyin and Xinxin nodded vigorously, their eyes sparkling.
"Rou Rou, is this the lipstick your mom gave you?" Yin Yin asked enviously. "My mom doesn't let me touch her things, she's afraid I'll break them."
Xu Yirou's clear, childlike voice was soft and sweet: "No, it was my goose wife who gave it to me."
"What is a goose's wife?" The chicks were full of questions.
Is he a very capable person?
Xu Yirou looked into the two pairs of clear, innocent eyes, affectionately rubbed the two children's cheeks, and spoke in a tone as unfathomable as a wise sage:
"You'll understand when you grow up. You wouldn't understand even if I told you now."
Yinyin and Xinxin: !!
As expected of Rou Rou, she understands things that others only understand when they grow up.
They were right about the kid!
"Hey, can you put some on me too? I want to be pretty too."
"Me too! Me too!"
“Okay.” Xu Yirou nodded generously and instructed in a serious tone, “Then you should pout your lips a little higher like I do.”
In the eyes of the cub, Xu Yirou holding a lipstick was no different from Ma Liang holding a paintbrush.
That's a lipstick that can make them beautiful!
"I'll go first, I'll go first." Yin Yin closed her eyes expectantly and pouted her little mouth as Xu Yi Rou requested.
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