Chapter 621
"So, what Mommy taught you before, and what you told you, you've forgotten, right?"
How to say, Han Muzi is really a little disappointed, although Xiaomi Dou has lowered his head, looks pitiful, so that people can't bear to scold him.
But Han Muzi knew that if he didn't scold him this time, he couldn't stand up.
So her tone did not become gentle because of his bow, but more and more fierce.
"If this happens again next time, what if the other party is a bad person? You are just a child of four or five years old. If you are really caught by bad people, do you have the ability to fight back? What's really going on then? What do you want mommy to do? "
Her imagination is relatively rich. In the end, Han Muzi can even imagine Xiaomi Dou being hurt. Her eyes turn red and her voice chokes.
Xiaomi Dou, who has been training with her head down, hears a trace of choking in Han Muzi's voice, and finally realizes the seriousness of the matter.
The little guy quickly raised his head and saw his mother's eyes red.
The little guy's heart suddenly felt guilty, like glass beads in the clear eyes a little more flustered, Xiaomi Dou quickly went to grab Han Muzi's hand.
"Mommy, Xiaomi Dou knows it's wrong, Mommy, don't be angry with Xiaomi Dou, OK?"
See little guy's face is flustered color, Han Muzi nose more sour, she is really angry this time.
At the same time, she has to guard against the cold night.
But this little guy is good. He went out with ye Linhan. He didn't tell him in advance. I don't know why he was so disobedient this time.
"Don't hold my hand." Han Muzi shook off his hand and didn't want to pay attention to him.
After Xiaomi Dou's hand was thrown away, she immediately pursed her lips wrongly. Just at this moment, the elevator jingled open, and Han Muzi walked out directly.
Millet beans can only follow quickly.
"Mommy, don't really get angry. I really know I'm wrong."
Han Muzi bent down and pressed the password, ignoring the little guy behind him.
She pushed open the door, although already very angry, but still side body let millet bean drill in. Xiaomi Dou probably knew what she was thinking, and when she turned to her side, she quickly flashed in.
Bang!
After the security door closed, Han Muzi changed shoes in the porch. After that, he went directly into the living room and sat on the sofa without saying a word.
Xiaomi Dou looked at this scene and knew that he had kicked the iron plate this time.
In fact, Mommy is seldom angry with him, and even can't bear to say a heavy word. However, she is so angry today. It must be that the matter is very serious.
Xiaomi Dou was so sad that he was so smart that he walked towards Han Muzi with his short legs. When he got close to her, he suddenly turned a corner and walked towards the kitchen.
About two minutes later, Xiaomi Dou came out, but he had a cup of juice in his hand.
Millet beans will directly fruit juice to Han Muzi in front of, "Mommy, drink a cup of juice to calm down."
Han Muzi sat there, holding the pillow expressionless. When he heard Xiaomi Dou speak, he did not move, nor even gave him a look.
"Mommy, Mommy Take a look at the millet beans. This is the juice that Xiaomi Dou just poured for Mommy. Even if she doesn't want to see the millet beans, she also needs to see the juice. "
Xiaomi Dou is a thick skinned girl. Instead of being discouraged by Han Muzi's neglect, Xiaomi Dou is more and more brazen to lean against Han Muzi's, her small body is nestled in her legs, and her soft little hands have been gently poking at her.
In fact, Han Muzi's anger has been half gone, but if she manages Xiaomi Dou all at once, will she let the child feel that he is just joking, and then continue to do so next time?
No matter what, she is a mother, out of a mother's mind, she just wants to protect her child, not to let him suffer any harm.
Thinking of this, Han Muzi sighed gently, looked at the millet beans nestled in her legs, and squeezed his cheek helplessly.
"Do you know how angry Mommy is?"
Xiaomi Dou immediately raised her hands for a surrender and nodded forcefully, "Mommy, it's Xiaomi Dou who is wrong. Xiaomi Dou should not go with Uncle Han greedily. Xiaomi Dou assures mummy that there will be no next time."
He a pair of I really know wrong, Han Muzi also really can't bear to blame her, can only sigh.
"Mommy is also for your safety. What if it's a bad guy who comes to pick you up today?"
Xiaomi Dou looked at her seriously and said, "don't worry, Mommy. Although Xiaomi Dou doesn't know good people and bad people, she won't go with her if she doesn't know her. So don't be angry, OK?"
As he spoke, he waved Han Muzi's arm.
"Mommy, Mommy, don't be angry with millet beans, OK?"Han Muzi didn't speak, but her anger was obviously gone.
Millet beans took the opportunity to pour their own juice up, courteous: "Mommy, drink juice for you."
This cup of juice from just held to now, Han Muzi just reached for it.
"No more."
"Xiaomi Dou promises that there will never be another time."
Seeing Han Muzi drink the juice, Xiaomi Dou is relieved. Mommy is willing to talk to him and drink the juice he poured, which shows that she has forgiven him.
After the two mother and son nest on the sofa for a while, Xiaomi Dou has a whim.
"Mommy, in order to make up for Xiaomi Dou's mistakes, make Xiaomi dou for dinner."
Listen to words, Han Muzi some surprised raise eyes: "you cook?"
Can I eat, eat, eat?
Of course, she didn't say the latter sentence. After all, she had not eaten rice made by millet beans.
"Yes, mummy, I've been learning from Aunt Xiaoyan, but I don't know if it tastes good. Would you like to try it?"
Han Muzi thought about it, and finally nodded, "that Just try it? "
"All right, Mommy." Xiaomi Dou quickly jumped off the sofa: "then Mommy is watching TV and waiting for Xiaomi Dou. Xiaomi Dou is going to cook for Mommy."
"Well." Han Muzi nodded, thinking that Xiaomi Dou could not make any delicious food, anyway Then she will take millet beans out to eat.
Yemoshen told her that it was very safe recently, and she didn't have to worry about anything else. Even if she went out at night, it shouldn't matter?
Thinking about it, Han Muzi thought of a serious thing.
That is Xiaomi Dou so short, if he goes to cook, he must stand on the chair. What if he falls down later?
Han Muzi quickly became restless, and in less than three seconds he got up and went straight to the kitchen.
"Xiaomi Dou, or Or Mommy