Dressed As the Villain’s Mother

Ji Zhile’s ears twitched slightly. His cheeks puffed up. He was so angry, his mother did not take his dislike at all!

As soon as Ji Zhile returned to his room, he desperately wanted to take off his clothes. But he was too anxious, the clothes got stuck, and Ji Zhile blushed in anxiety. At this moment, someone walked up to him, helped him take off his clothes, and then helped him put them on quickly.

Ji Zhile smelled a familiar and pleasant smell from the tip of his nose. He recognized the person even without seeing the face. He lowered his head and ignored the person.

“Still angry?” Mom asked him.

“Don’t be angry, okay? It’s Mom who made a mistake and shouldn’t lie to you.”

Ji Zhile clenched his fists and said firmly, “I won’t forgive you!”

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t forgive. So, are you going to eat now?”

His mother continued to ask him. Her voice was much gentler than usual. Ji Zhile’s heart moved slightly. He raised his head to look at her. His mother smiled with crooked eyes, very beautiful and gentle.

Ji Zhile snorted softly: “I don’t eat eggs.”

“Okay.”

Eh…

“I don’t drink milk!”

“Okay.”

Ji Zhile said boldly, “I want to eat noodles!”

Xiao Yuan ate the noodles and said they were delicious, so he wanted them too.

“Yes, but not in the morning. Auntie didn’t cook the noodles. If she finishes cooking the noodles now, you will definitely be late for kindergarten.”

Ji Zhile reluctantly accepted: “Alright then.”

“Can you come downstairs and have dinner with me now?”

Ji Zhile snorted softly and walked outside. His mother’s voice came from behind, asking him very gently and politely, “Little friend Ji Zhile, can I come to pick you up after school today?”

Ji Zhile pouted. Why did she come and ask him if she wanted to come? He replied duplicitously: “No.”

“Okay, I’ll be on time.”

Ji Zhile was silent and said in a low voice, “I want you to wear a skirt.”

Si Tian endured it. There were still many small things at a young age. She gritted her teeth: “Okay.”

Forget it, who told her to lie to Ji Zhile, she owes him a debt.

Ji Zhile finally felt better. When he got downstairs, he took the initiative to say hello to his brother, but he was careful not to say hello to his father. He remembered that his father helped his mother talk last night.

But, Dad did not seem to notice it: “Zhile, good morning.”

Ji Zhile replied politely but proudly: “Good morning, Dad.”

This is the most comfortable breakfast Ji Zhile has had in a while. It turns out that when Grandma Fang is here, his mother doesn’t care about him, and he can eat whatever he wants.

But then Mom changed and Grandma Fang left, after that Ji Zhile had to drink milk every day. He hated it to death.

There are sandwiches and soy milk on the table. There is meat in the sandwich, which Ji Zhile likes. The soy milk is sweet and Ji Zhile also likes it.

In the end, it was Dad who sent them to school. Dad would send them to school when he was not working at home.

When going out, Ji Zhile saw a familiar-looking garbage bag beside the gate. He immediately recognized that it was for him to put bottles in.

Ji Zhile was a little entangled. He was a little bit reluctant. But now he knew that the family did not lack the money, so he was embarrassed to ask for it back.

But Mom and Dad did not throw away his bottle, which made Ji Zhile less unhappy.

Sitting in the car going to school, Ji Zhile and Ji Ningyi were sitting in the back row. Ji Zhile could not sit still, so he quietly moved to the side of Ji Ningyi. He leaned close to his brother’s ear and whispered: “Brother, don’t eat milk and eggs in the future, eat meat with me.”

Ji Ningyi glanced at him and said seriously: “I don’t hate milk and eggs.”

Ji Zhile was not very happy and muttered in a low voice: “You hate it, you didn’t eat it before.”

Ji Zhile felt a little lonely. He and his elder brother liked the same food. It turned out that they both ate similar food, but since his mother changed, his elder brother also changed.

Ji Zhile also wanted to pull his brother into his camp: “Brother, the sandwich is really delicious, it contains meat and ham sausage.”

He tried to seduce, but Ji Ningyi did not move at all: “I don’t like it.”

Ji Zhile was unhappy and pouted: “Then you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I don’t want to eat eggs and milk in the future. Anyway, my parents will give me meat.”

Ji Ningyi pursed his lips and did not speak. He did not know why his mother became so indulgent in Ji Zhile.

When Ji Zhile was about to get off the car when he arrived at the kindergarten, he leaned into the driver’s seat and said to his father, “Dad, don’t come to pick me up this afternoon.”

Ji Jiangzhou was a little puzzled: “What’s wrong?”

He remembered that Ji Zhile liked him very much and picked him up from school.

The corners of Ji Zhile’s mouth turned up slightly and his eyes sparkled: “Mom said she was going to pick me up today and she had to wear a skirt.”

Ji Jiangzhou did not expect his position to be replaced so easily: “I know.”

Ji Zhile said again: “You can come again when Mom doesn’t want to pick me up.”

Ji Jiangzhou did not expect that he was still a spare tire. It was a little funny. He rubbed his youngest son’s hair: “Got it.”

Ji Zhile waved to him with satisfaction and was no longer angry: “Goodbye, Dad.”

After entering kindergarten, Ji Zhile immediately told Xiao Yuan what he had for breakfast. He said in a very complacent and proud tone, “I ate a sandwich this morning.”

Xiao Yuan said, “That’s delicious!”

“But the sandwiches are so expensive, one costs eighty yuan.” Xiao Yuan and his mother went to the cake shop and he remembered the price of the sandwiches, “It takes days to pick up the bottle to buy it.”

When mentioning this matter, Ji Zhile thought of his mother’s deceit. He leaned into Xiao Yuan’s ear and said in a low voice, “Xiao Yuan, let me tell you something. My father is home. He can earn a lot of money. Our family is not poor at all.”

Strangely, at this moment Ji Zhile felt very proud when he said that Xiao Yuan’s father can earn money, and so can his father.

Xiao Yuan was puzzled: “But you said you were poor?”

Ji Zhile pouted: “My mother lied to me.”

Xiao Yuan looked at him pitifully: “Zhile, you must be very sad.”

Ji Zhile raised her finger. He made a little distance between his thumb and index finger: “It’s only a little bit because my mother helped me get dressed this morning.”

He was very excited: “She is coming to pick me up from school. She promised to wear a skirt.”

Xiao Yuan said, “Your mother is so kind to you.”

He completely forgot about his mother’s deception just now.

The corners of Ji Zhile’s lips curled up. He also felt that his mother treated him very well today, as long as she could always be so good.

Although Ji Zhile is still young and doesn’t understand what guilt is, he vaguely perceives that it’s because his mother lied to him, and that’s why she treats him well today.

Just like on his third birthday, when his mother pushed him down and scratched his arm, his mother hugged him.

But now Ji Zhile is no longer a kid who can be bought with a hug, at least ten.

Ji Zhile quietly spread the word in Huahua Kindergarten’s small class about his mother wearing a skirt to pick him up in the afternoon, especially telling Xiaoya.

Ji Zhile always remembers the last time Xiaoya’s mother wore a skirt and Xiaoya showed it off in front of him. Ji Zhile firmly believed that as long as his mother wore a skirt, she would be the prettiest mother in kindergarten.

He was especially looking forward to the end of school. As soon as the school bell rang, Ji Zhile packed his school bag as quickly as possible and stood in line outside the classroom. He stood up straight, and even the teacher praised him.

Other children who knew the inside story said: “Ji Zhile wants to see his mother sooner.”

Ji Zhile said stiffly: “That’s not it.”

It’s just that when the teacher took them out of the kindergarten, Ji Zhile could not stop staring at the end of school. Suddenly his eyes stopped and the round eyes burst into light. Ji Zhile tilted his head and whispered to the classmates beside him: “That’s my mother!”

Si Tian wore a white dress and put on makeup today. Instead of squeezing in the innermost like other parents, she stood outside the crowd, but she was very eye-catching.

She lowered her head to look at the time and then looked up. The students from the small class of Huahua Kindergarten showed up at the end of school on time. Si Tian waited for the biggest crowd to pass before picking up Ji Zhile, but she felt a little strange today.

Why are the children passing by her all looking at her and whispering something to their parents?