Ning Ziqi was silent for a while, and then in the next second, she said vigorously: "I just threw away the clothes you like, aren't you angry?" She blinked deliberately, and then looked at Beichen Shixi.
"Well, just don't lose your son!" Beichen Shixi nonchalantly stretched out his hand to help Ning Ziqi smooth the messed up hair on her cheeks, with a hint of doting on her stern face...
She can handle his things as she pleases!
"Beichen Shixi, you think I'm too stupid!" Ning Ziqi was speechless. What do you mean, just don't lose your son...
Is she so stupid that she even throws away her own son?
She doesn't throw things around. What she throws away are just things that have been touched by other women!
Thinking about it, Ning Ziqi glanced at Wang Rui opposite him.
She was biting her lip, and her face, which was originally covered in foundation, looked even paler.
Seeing this, Ning Ziqi didn't say anything more and just ate silently.
…
The location of Beichen's house is very large. After lunch, many people chose to go for a walk in the woods...
"Aunt Ziqi..." A hand suddenly grabbed Ning Ziqi's hand.
"Ah Diu..." Ning Zi lowered her head and saw Ah Diu.
"This is for the baby." Ah Diu took out a small wooden windmill.
Seeing this, Ning Ziqi quickly squatted down, took the windmill and took a look, it was a very delicate little thing.
"Very beautiful." She couldn't help but admire.
"I made this myself!" Seeing her praising the beauty of the windmill, Ah Diu showed a proud smile on his face.
"Did you do it yourself?" Hearing this, Ning Ziqi was indeed surprised...and couldn't help but stare at the windmill a few more times.
Such an exquisite thing... was actually made by Atiu himself?
It's incredible.
He is only so big...
"Did the teacher teach you this?" Ning Ziqi asked Atiu. The kindergarten teacher probably taught him to make this.
But despite this, it's amazing that he can make such a thing at such a young age.
Hearing this, Ah Diu shook his head.
"Did the servant teach you that?" Ning Ziqi then asked.
Ah Diu shook his head again.
"I did it after watching it on TV." He looked at the windmill and said slowly.
There was a video on TV showing how to make a small windmill, so he asked someone to give him the materials and learn to make one.
I originally thought of giving it to my little sister...
But since I brought them all, even my younger brother has to be given away.
Did you do it yourself watching the video?
Ning Ziqi looked at Ah Diu in astonishment. Just as she had thought, Ah Diu was actually more sensible than the average child...
It's just that most of the time, I don't express it.
Children who are only six years old will learn to make windmills on the TV...
"Well, my brother will definitely like this." Ning Ziqi patted Ah Diu's head encouragingly.
Unexpectedly, Ah Diu took her hand away.
"You can't touch boys' heads." He looked at Ning Ziqi seriously.
Seeing him acting like a young adult, Ning Ziqi couldn't help but laugh...
Well, if you don’t touch it, don’t touch it…
Looking at Atiu now, Ning Ziqi felt that he and the child she had just met who was holding her hand helplessly at the door of the hotel room seemed to be two people.
Maybe it's because he has grown up, and his gestures seem to have a little more of a young master feel.