NovelEnglishChapter 122: Sharing
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fu Xin couldn’t do anything to him. She stroked his soft hair. “You’re right.
We’re all done eating. Hurry up and bring the small bowls down!”
Jiang Xinyuan stood up and picked up some of the bowls they had eaten before heading to the kitchen.
[I’m envious! Little Xinyuan is too loyal to Mommy. He should be Fu Xin’s die-hard fan, right?]
[Fu Xin! You’re really lucky!]
[I want a child like this too. Is it sold on a certain web?]
[I can’t buy it anymore. Steal it!]
[Let’s go.]
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing that Jiang Xinyuan had left, Fu Xin knocked on the heads of the few little ones. “Look at Little Xinyuan. The food I make is not delicious, yet he has never complained. Instead, he praised me and even learned to cook. Look at the few of you. You only care about complaining about your mothers. Did you do something wrong?
There was no blame in Fu Xin’s tone. Instead, she was like a gentle teacher, reasoning for them bit by bit. When the little ones heard Fu Xin’s words, they lowered their heads.
“We…” The little ones were a little embarrassed.
“You all have two hands! Little Xinyuan is so young, but he can help me cook. Why can’t you? Although your mother’s cooking isn’t good, at least she didn’t let you go hungry. That means that they’ve already done very well. You have to be grateful to them,” Fu Xin said earnestly.
“Then I won’t say that Mom’s cooking is terrible anymore. I’ll praise her every day.” Feng Fei’s eyes flickered.
“But does that count as lying?” Huo Ran raised another question. He really had a hundred thousand questions.
“It doesn’t count. That’s your gratitude to your mother, but you can’t just say and not do it,” Fu Xin answered.
“Then what should we do?” Feng Fei didn’t know what Fu Xin meant.
“Do you want to know? Do you want me to teach you?” Fu Xin smiled and looked at the little ones.
“Yes!” Feng Fei was the first to raise his hand.
“Me too!” Huo Ran raised his hand.
“Me too!” Feng Jun couldn’t help but raise his hand.
“Yes! Good child!” Fu Xin stroked Feng Fei’s hair and looked at the remaining dishes on the table. “Half of the dishes here were made by Xinyuan. Do you think it’s hard on him?”
“Yes!” The three little ones answered at the same time.
“Then I went next door to ask for the remaining half. Don’t you think it’s hard?” Fu Xin looked at the three of them again.
“Yes,” the three little ones answered without question.
“Since we’ve worked so hard, shouldn’t you do something to repay us?” Fu Xin said meaningfully. “I want to repay!” “Me too!”
“And me.”
The three little ones were vying for the front and back. At this moment, Jiang Xinyuan came back again. Fu Xin held his little hand and did not let him do it again. Instead, she said to the three little ones, “Then I’ll leave the remaining bowls and chopsticks to you. Since I gave you food, you’re in charge of washing, okay?”
“Okay, okay!” Feng Fei was the first to agree and went to the table to remove the dishes.
“Got it!” Feng Jun was also very efficient and snatched a few bowls and chopsticks.
Huo Ran was slower and only managed to snatch the chopsticks and spoon. The three little ones split up and headed for the kitchen.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Slow down. Don’t break the bowls. Also, remember to wash it clean!” Fu Xin shouted outside.
“Got it!” Feng Fei replied loudly. From now on, he was an expert at washing bowls!
[Fu Xin, oh Fu Xin, I really admire you! You actually used a child.]
[It’s not really exploitation! It’s reasonable to let children share the housework.
It’s also to nurture their family responsibility!]
[I feel like the three little ones have only been hit by a PUA, but such a PUA is so touching!]
[Do you think that the children are so pitiful but cute like me?]
[Cute, cute, absolutely adorable!]
[Won’t the children’s mothers feel sorry for them?]
[I don’t think so. It’s not wrong for Fu Xin to educate the children like this. When the three little ones return home and help their mothers do work, their mothers will naturally feel gratified.]
After they went out, Fu Xin did not stay idle. Instead, she carried two chairs and brought Jiang Xinyuan to the kitchen. Their kitchen was very big. Fu Xin put down the chairs and let Jiang Xinyuan sit down. She sat down too.
Jiang Xinyuan liked to be sweet to his mother, so he moved the chair in front of Fu Xin and pressed his small body against Fu Xin.
Fu Xin’s heart softened again and she touched his back. The three little ones washed the bowls carefully. They remembered Fu Xin’s words. They had to be serious and not break the bowls.
Fu Xin and Jiang Xinyuan stared at them like supervisors. “Do your best! Don’t forget to share your mothers’ burden when you go home..”
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