Dressed As the Villain’s Mother

Like is like, there is no reason.

This is the first time Ji Zhile offered to drink milk, and Si Tian took the two babies to the milk section to choose from.

It was the first time that Ji Zhile knew that there were so many kinds of milk. It turned out that what he drank every morning was poured into a cup, and it was all white liquid.

Looking at the milk with different packaging, Ji Zhile actively proposed: "Mom, I want to choose milk by myself!"

Dessert: "Yes."

"Ning Yi, you can pick it too."

Si Tian saw the difference between the two children.

Ji Zhile chooses milk specially to choose the packaging with many colors, and compares it bottle by bottle.

Ji Ningyi is different. He will read the text introduction on the package and choose very carefully, which is very reassuring.

Ji Zhile finally chose milk with particularly bright packaging, and handed it to Si Tian: "Mom, I want this!"

He has his own thoughts, such a beautiful packaging, the taste must be different from the one at home, maybe it tastes as good as a drink, Ji Zhile thought happily.

Si Tian took a look, the ingredient list: raw milk.

"Can."

Ji Zhile is satisfied.

Ji Ning put down the milk in his hand and said, "I want the same one as my brother."

In Si Tian's eyes, as long as there is only raw milk in the ingredient list, the milk is similar, so she takes it to the waiter and asks the supermarket delivery staff to deliver some milk home.

After buying the milk, Ji Zhile took out his shopping list and compared everything. Except for the ones that his mother didn't allow, he bought everything else. Ji Zhile was very satisfied with today's trip to the mall.

"Mom, let's come again next time!"

Si Tian said yes, she thought to herself that Ji Zhile's energy is really good, after trying on clothes so many times, running around in the mall, in the end she is still looking forward to the next time.

She took the two children by the hand and went downstairs, Ji Zhile jumped up and down, humming an incoherent tune.

There seemed to be some activity going on on the first floor of the shopping mall, and there was a good circle of people around. Ji Zhile liked to join in the fun, so he immediately took Si Tian by the hand and said, "Mom, let's go and have a look too."

Ji Zhile took her hand, shuttled very nimbly, and squeezed to the innermost circle.

When Si Tian saw the banner on it, she knew that it was a new fashion children's clothing brand in the shopping mall, and it was inviting people to perform. Now a few children are dancing street dance on the stage. They look about the same age as Ji Ningyi. They danced well, and the parents standing next to them practiced taking pictures.

Ji Zhile looked up at her, and seeing her mother staring at the children dancing on the stage, she immediately grabbed her hand, and when she lowered her head, Ji Zhile said, "Mom, I can dance too."

Si Tian was surprised: "Really?"

Ji Zhile puffed up her chest: "Of course, I also performed in kindergarten, and the teachers praised me for dancing well."

Si Tian remembered the song Ji Zhile sang last time, and wisely maintained a neutral attitude.

After the hip-hop dance was over, the host came onto the stage, praised the child who was dancing just now, and then said, "Have you looked at the doll beside me?"

Next to the host is a huge doll, bigger than the dancing children just now. The doll is a character in a big IP movie, and the children like it very much. Immediately, Ji Zhile stares: "Mom, that doll is good!" so big."

The host said: "I believe that many children like bears. Now, as long as the children come to the stage to perform, they will have the opportunity to get this bear. They can perform singing, dancing, and reciting aloud. Are there any children who would like it?"

Seeing that Ji Zhile was eager to give it a try, Si Tian hesitated and didn't raise her hand, so she asked, "What's the matter? If you want to go to the show, go."

Ji Zhile frowned slightly, a little embarrassed: "But I don't sing very well."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, played with his fingers, and couldn't let go of the teddy bear, he seemed very tangled.

The surroundings are noisy, some children are actively raising their hands, some are reserved and quiet, and some are not interested in this little bear at all.

But Si Tian knows that Ji Zhile is the first type. He is lively and active, likes to express himself, and has endless energy, but now he hesitates.

She rubbed Ji Zhile's hair and held his little hand: "It doesn't matter Zhile, whether you can do it well or not, as long as you want to do it, you can do it."

Ji Zhile blinked, his eyes were a little confused: "But if I don't sing well, will people laugh at me?"

All of a sudden, Si Tian felt as if something hit her heart hard, with a bang, the surrounding seemed to fall into silence, and she only saw Ji Zhile's hesitant and troubled appearance.

She bent down and hugged Ji Zhile's small body, her voice was astringent: "I'm sorry, Zhile."

Ji Zhile was a little dazed, he didn't know why his mother suddenly apologized to him, but he patted his mother's arm angrily: "It's okay, Mom."

Si Tian took a deep breath and said to Ji Zhile: "Don't care if others will laugh at you, as long as you want to do it, do it yourself. If others laugh at you because you didn't do well, it's their fault."

She said: "Mom shouldn't have laughed at you last time, I will delete the recording, I'm sorry, Zhile."

Now Ji Zhile finally knew why his mother apologized just now, and he said, "I have forgiven you a long time ago, mother."

After his mother took him to buy clothes today, he decided to completely forgive his mother, but now that his mother apologized to him again, Ji Zhile decided to go home and erase the other points on the notebook.

"Then do you want to go up and sing now?"

Hearing her mother's inquiry, Ji Zhile glanced around and said in a low voice, "There are so many people."

It would be great if there were fewer people, and he would feel embarrassed if there were too many people.

Si Tian said: "Mom and brother are here too, we will applaud and support you if you sing."

Ji Zhile imagined the scene for a while, and felt that it was very similar to a concert on TV. His mother and brother were both his fans. Thinking of this, Ji Zhile nodded decisively: "I'm going!"

There are many children raising their hands, but Ji Zhile is very outstanding inside. He has natural curly hair and is wearing a bright red Ultraman jacket. Because he is not tall, Si Tian specially hugs him in his arms .

Sure enough, the host saw Ji Zhile at a glance, took the microphone and asked, "What do you want to perform, kid?"

"Sing, I want to sing!" Ji Zhile was very excited, and the shyness just now disappeared.

A few children stood on the stage, and Ji Zhile was the youngest inside, very eye-catching, with a white face and round eyes, standing obediently like a large bjd doll.

But it is impossible for him to stand obediently all the time. When the other children performed, Ji Zhile kept his eyes on the mother and brother below.

Mom smiled at him, took out her phone and started taking pictures again, which reminded Ji Zhile that when those kids were dancing street dance just now, there was also the sound of taking pictures below.

He straightened his chest, rolled his eyes, and finally it was time for him to perform. Ji Zhile sang a song that the teacher had taught them.

"You look so pretty when you smile..."

He was holding the microphone, his voice was immature, and he was a little nervous at first, looking for the mother in the crowd, and saw it at a glance.

Both his mother and brother were there, and his mother smiled happily and applauded him vigorously, as did his brother.

Ji Zhile's nervousness seemed to fly away all of a sudden, and his voice became much louder. He is very expressive on stage, and he is also like the people on TV, walking here and there, with the other hand still Doing movements, bouncing and jumping, full of energy.

After singing a song, Ji Zhile was still panting. He saw his mother took a lot of photos of him with her mobile phone and gave him a thumbs up.

Of course Ji Zhile knew what it meant, he grinned and felt that this was his best singing ever.

There are five children performing, but only one doll. The host said: "The five children performed very well. Let's invite the children who performed street dance just now to vote. The first place can get our doll, and the rest of the children You can also get other gifts."

Ji Zhile understood. There are also such competitions in kindergartens, just like the handmade lanterns last time, and his was hung at the back of the classroom.

Although Ji Zhile felt that she sang very well, the little girl who danced just now danced very well and was still wearing a skirt. The boy who recited just now actually recited a long poem, Ji Zhile also thought it was very good, but he still hoped that he could get the first place.

The hip-hop kids came up one by one with sticky tickets, Ji Zhile was very nervous, every time he got a ticket, he would smile at each other and whisper, "Thank you."

But in the end, when the results came out, Ji Zhile came in second, and the first place was the dancing little girl.

Seeing the little girl holding the big doll, Ji Zhile was a little envious, but also looking forward to her prize.

What he got was a toy doll. Holding the doll, Ji Zhile held it in his arms and ran towards Si Tian: "Mom, look at my prize!"

Si Tian said, "It's amazing!"

Ji Zhile chuckled, rubbing the doll's hand shyly: "Unfortunately, I didn't get the first place."

Si Tian said: "It's already very good, those kids are much older than you."

Ji Zhile thought for a while, those children were indeed much taller than him, and he said, "Mom, I want to drink a glass of milk when I get home!"

Si Tian said, "Okay."

The mother and son left the shopping mall together and went to the stationery store to help Ji Ningyi choose stationery. Ji Zhile kept holding the doll in his arms, liking it so much that he didn't want to let go until he got on the car home after buying everything.

He rubbed the bear doll's ears, approached Si Tian, ​​and asked softly in her ear: "Mom, did I sing well just now?"

He tilted his head to look at Si Tian, ​​his eyes were bright and shy.

Si Tian nodded vigorously: "It sounds good."

"Then if I don't sing well in the future, will my mother like me?"

Ji Zhile thinks that her mother likes him very much today and took a lot of photos of him because he sings very well today, but he will not sing well in the future? Ji Zhile was a little worried.

"Of course." Si Tian hugged the child in her arms, and said softly, "Mom doesn't like Zhile because Zhile sings well."

"What is that for?"

Si Tian said: "If you like it, you like it, there is no reason."

Ji Zhile is a bit difficult to understand.

Si Tian said: "Whether Zhile sings well or not, mom will like you."

Ji Zhile understood this sentence, his face was a little red, and he really believed what his brother said, and his mother really liked him, so much that she even kissed him in the fitting room today.

Ji Zhile buried her head on Si Tian's shoulder shyly, and then stuffed the doll into her arms.

Si Tian was flattered for a moment, Ji Zhile liked this doll because she saw it: "Give it to me?"

Ji Zhile said, "I'll let my mother hug me for a while."

Si Tian: "...Thank you Zhile."

"You're welcome." Ji Zhile's voice was muffled, but joyful, "I'll let my brother hug me for a while after mom hugs me."

Because my brother applauded for him just now.

"Go home and let Dad hug you too."

Although Dad didn't come to the shopping mall with them, Ji Zhile knew that Dad was working hard to make money, and he also liked Dad very much, whether Dad could make money or not.

At this moment, Ji Zhile seems to understand what her mother said just now, there is no reason to like her.

After returning home, the things they bought were sent back one after another, and the two children took their own things back to their rooms.

Ji Zhile put her clothes on the bed one by one, thinking about which one to wear tomorrow, she must wear each one to the kindergarten, but to be ranked first, Ji Zhile picked out the Ultraman clothes and put them on the bed. On the side, and then took his own color brush to find Ji Ningyi.

Both he and his brother bought stationery, and he wanted to draw with his brother, because Ji Zhile's homework this week was to draw.

The two children have always done their homework together. The study room has a lot of space, and there is a table for each of them. Ji Zhile took out every paintbrush and tried it out. It's so beautiful.

He started to draw on the table, and he decided to draw what he sang in the mall today, and he also added his father.

However, Ji Zhile was not very good at drawing dolls, so he took it to Ji Ningyi: "Brother, please help me draw dolls."

Ji Ning said, "OK."

Holding a pencil and drawing on it according to his own memory, Ji Zhile watched without blinking. Seeing that his brother had drawn the doll bear, he opened his eyes wide: "Brother is so amazing."

"Brother can do anything."

I can help him with handicrafts, draw, pinyin, recognize and write a lot of words.

Ji Ningyi said: "You will when you grow up."

Ji Zhile blinked: "If my brother also goes to perform, he will definitely win the first place."

"I don't like doll bears." Ji Ningyi said, because he didn't like it, so he didn't want to go up to perform, but seeing that his mother liked Zhile's performance very much, he regretted not raising his hand at that time.

As soon as Ji Ning finished drawing the bear, he returned it to Ji Zhile. Ji Zhile felt a little strange after seeing it. The strangeness was not because the drawing was bad, but because it was too good.

If Ji Zhile grows up, he should know a metaphor, like installing a Maserati steering wheel on a bicycle.

But at this moment, Ji Zhile was very excited to color the doll bear drawn by his brother. He was humming a song again, and he was in a very good mood, so he really wanted to talk: "Brother, mom kissed me today."

Ji Ning glanced at him and said nothing.

Ji Zhile propped his chin with his hands, still thinking about it: "Mom smells so good, and her mouth is soft, brother, let mom kiss you next time."

Ji Ning stood up, picked up his notebook and pen, turned and walked out.

Ji Zhile was stunned, and hurriedly called him: "Brother, haven't you done your homework yet?"

"I won't write anymore." Ji Ningyi's voice came, and he left without looking back.

Maybe my brother finished writing too quickly, anyway, my brother is also very good at homework.

Ji Zhile quickly convinced himself. He held the pencil and continued to draw with his head down. After drawing for a while, he stopped, reached out to touch his cheek, bent his lips and hummed a song, and continued to draw.