Chapter 389: Pig and Dad
A chilly wind blew.
She cut off the little bit of maternal love that Lin Yiyi had, went back to the staff quarters, made some goat milk powder to drink, and recited the deeds of historical figures while lying on the bed.
"Wife Zhao Sheng, someone is looking for you!"
The gatekeeper downstairs shouted, Lin Yiyi stood up and answered in the corridor, then went downstairs to the front door.
Seeing the strange pregnant woman in front of her with a bulging belly, Lin Yiyi didn't know why she came and didn't act rashly.
"Hello, comrade, I am Ma Xiaoyun, my mother-in-law is Aunt Sun, she is at your house..."
Lin Yiyi quickly interrupted her and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, you'll be tired standing like this, I'll take you to sit down by the flower bed and talk."
"Oh, sure."
Ma Xiaoyun was led aside by the beautiful woman in front of her, her eyes full of amazement.
She is so pretty, a hundred times prettier than the girl at her work who thinks she is the most beautiful.
"What do you want to talk to Auntie Sun about?" Lin Yiyi looked around inconspicuously. Seeing that there was no one around, she skipped the matter of Auntie Sun working as a nanny in her house.
"I'm pregnant and I have to go to work every day. I need someone to take care of me as my pregnancy gets worse, but I can't persuade them to do anything...
So... you know, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the most difficult. "
Lin Yiyi didn't want to understand, nor did she want to talk about other people's affairs. She remained polite and smiled gently, "You want Aunt Sun to come home and take care of you, right?"
Ma Xiaoyun smiled and nodded, "That's what I mean."
"Okay, I understand. You go back first and be careful on the road."
Seeing that it was almost lunchtime and there were so many people coming and going that it was not convenient to talk about this petty bourgeois behavior of hiring a nanny, Lin Yiyi simply said a few words and sent the person away.
Ma Xiaoyun had a particularly good impression of this beauty. She was pretty, polite, and gentle. She asked her to sit down and reminded her to walk carefully.
Lin Yiyi returned to the family compound, wrapped a scarf around her neck, and went to Lihua Lane. Zhao Sheng was not going home for lunch today, so she had to go there alone to eat.
However, as soon as I entered the yard, I saw the twins playing in a stroller in the yard, giggling.
Lin Yiyi walked under the eaves and asked her cousin's wife, "Why are Youyou and Mozi back? Aren't they in the nursery? Aren't they picked up in the morning or evening?"
Tian Meiling held a pile of diapers and said with a smile, "Don't you know? Zhao Sheng heard that his son was stealing other people's food in the nursery.
I felt that the daycare center didn’t provide enough food, and I was afraid that my child would be hungry, so I asked to be picked up at noon to eat.”
"Hungry?"
Lin Yiyi looked at the twins and saw that their faces were all fleshy, with no necks, and their hands were full of chubby bumps.
The thought of a loving father and a spoiled son came to my mind again.
He is fed milk three times a day, has three meals a day, and has fruit and sugar water once. He eats better than her, and I don’t know why he is hungry.
Eating lunch at the nursery is a good way to reduce your food intake.
For lunch, the little guy had fish ball soup and multi-grain soft pancake, with half a small sweet potato.
Tian Meiling's salary increased from 8 yuan to 16 yuan per month, and her workload also increased accordingly. She had to cook three nutritious meals for the twins every day, wash clothes and diapers, and boil Chinese medicine for Lin Yiyi every few days according to a schedule.
It’s not really that different from before, except that I occasionally have to take the twins to daycare.
It has basically replaced what Aunt Sun could do.
At noon, after lunch, the little guy would get out of bed and walk by himself. He would hold on to a stool and walk forward little by little along the wall under the eaves.
I'm going to go in when I find the house where Lin Yiyi used to live. What am I going to do in there?
Youyou wants to paint, and he likes to scribble on paper with watercolors.
Putting on a special jumpsuit for painting, laying down a layer of plastic, and binding the drawing paper on the drawing board, Lin Yiyi used water to blend out some uncommonly used dark-colored paints, and let Youyou hold the paintbrush and guide him to paint a few times.
As long as he doesn't cry or make a fuss, Lin Yiyi won't interfere or control him and lets him play freely.
Mozai on the side didn't like drawing. After playing once or twice, he obviously lost interest. He stepped on the handle of the cabinet and tried to climb up to get something on it.
Auntie Sun picked up Mozi and let him catch it himself. She pointed her finger at the picture frame and said in a baby voice, "Pig~"
"Oh my, oh my, this is incredible, the little darling can talk now? Yiyi, come and listen."
Lin Yiyi was sitting next to Youyou who was painting, and didn't notice Mozi's movements. She was surprised and happy to hear what Auntie Sun said, "Auntie, what did Mozi just say?"
Mozi was very cooperative. His chubby hand was still pointing at the photo frame, and he said in a baby voice, "Pig~"
"......" Who taught this? Could it be her?
Lin Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. When Zhao Sheng had an inexplicable accident before, she had complained to her son once or twice while holding her son. How could he remember it at such a young age?
"That's dad, not pig." Lin Yiyi quickly corrected and taught him to say dad.
"Piggy~" Mozai didn't change.
Lin Yiyi repeated her teaching again, "It's dad, not the pig."
"Pig~Pig~" Mozai came close to the photo frame and pointed his little finger at the man, then continued shouting with a smile.
Repeated corrections and teaching to speak had no effect at all. Instead, it made Mozai's pronunciation more accurate and his speech more fluent.
In the evening, when Zhao Sheng came over for dinner, Mozai hugged his father's legs and called him "Piggy".
"Who taught you to yell? I'm your father, silly boy."
The fat boy pointed at Lin Yiyi.
Lin Yiyi nimbly dodged to the side, stood next to her cousin's wife, pretending nothing had happened, and helped serve dinner to the twins.
Zhao Sheng found it funny, and raised the corners of his lips slightly. He picked up Mozi who was hugging his legs and asked him again, "Who taught you to call me piggy?"
The fat boy's hand curved and pointed at Lin Yiyi again. Lin Yiyi looked at the man and smiled sweetly, not admitting it at all. "I didn't teach you that. On the contrary, I corrected you for the whole afternoon, but it seems to have backfired."
Zhao Sheng groaned and said nothing. After dinner, he returned to the family compound and began to "torture and extract a confession."
"How can you teach your son to call his father a pig? How can you be such a weird mother?"
"I just said it casually, and he only remembered the pig. It's because you always gave him pork to eat, so he only remembered the pig." Lin Yiyi was passing the blame, and they were all the same.
Zhao Sheng was so angry at her rogue behavior that he laughed and pulled her over to sit with him, "You still think you're right?"
Lin Yiyi glared at him. Of course she was right, and then she talked about the important matter.
"At noon, a pregnant woman came to the family compound to look for you. It was Ma Xiaoyun, the daughter-in-law of Aunt Sun. She wanted us to fire Aunt Sun."
A ready-made ladder was available, and it was handed over by Aunt Sun’s own family.
"I'll take care of it." After the man finished speaking, he looked at the darkening outside and directly carried Lin Yiyi horizontally into the inner room.
The bed creaked, creak, creak...
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