Chapter 89p1
Jiang Heye, having successfully returned one favor and given two gifts, set off on her new journey with a satisfied heart. Before leaving, she couldn’t resist secretly patting the little chubby baby’s soft head.
Just like what Zhizhi had said earlier, the little chubby Maomao always appeared at the right time, effectively solving problems for everyone. Jiang Heye could tell that compared to the overwhelmingly enthusiastic Cheng Rongrong, her older sister, Cheng Tingyan, was more reserved and cautious. If Maomao hadn’t come, she would probably have had to put in some effort to make her accept the small scarf.
Little chubby Maomao~~~ The little babies’ forever friend~~~
Jiang Heye was happy, while Cheng Rongrong couldn’t even force a smile.
Annoying! So annoying!
Jiang Heye was annoying! She only accepted her gift, but it seemed like she was going to give a gift to every baby!
Wei Maomao and Cheng Tingyan, discussing how to use the round brush to curl hair and how to braid the scarf into hair, were also annoying!
And!
Cheng Rongrong glared at Cheng Feiying, who was inviting Wei Maomao to stay and have afternoon tea with them, at their table with three trays, which even without opening the lids, they knew would be very sumptuous.
Was he crazy today! Suddenly being so nice to Cheng Tingyan and Wei Maomao, ignoring her completely, was his brain malfunctioning!
And! What did this afternoon tea have to do with him! Why was he the one inviting her? Using Wei Maomao’s words from the other day, were you being polite, using other people’s things to show generosity?
Cheng Rongrong really wanted to throw those words, “using other people’s things to show generosity,” at Cheng Feiying’s face, just like Wei Maomao had done before. But she was still rational, she knew she couldn’t, so she could only hold back her anger, almost choking on it!
Unlike Cheng Tingyan, who didn’t care about Cheng Rongrong, and Cheng Feiying, who seemed to not care about Cheng Rongrong, among the four at the table, Wei Maomao clearly saw Cheng Rongrong biting her lip, her face flushed, her eyes almost spitting fire.
Their interactions these past few days had completely shattered the last bit of thought in Wei Maomao’s mind, “Although Cheng Rongrong will be a bad person in the future, she’s still just a three-and-a-half-year-old child now.” Although she didn’t know what was wrong with Cheng Feiying, the current situation… seemed quite good~~~
Wei Maomao felt a bit regretful that her role today was the new parent, she couldn’t leave Wei Chengli alone at home like when she was just a baby. Otherwise, she could accept Cheng Feiying’s invitation and stay, at least she and Yan Yan wouldn’t be the unhappy ones at the table.
When the host announced that it was time for afternoon tea, Wei Maomao ran back to Wei Chengli with her short legs.
Wei Chengli snorted twice, feeling a bit sour.
Forget it, at least she still remembered she had a home…
The afternoon tea, as the program team had said earlier, was based on the ranking of their vegetable sales, determining the level of sumptuousness.
At the host’s signal, Wei Chengli opened the lid of the only tray on their table.
“Our afternoon tea today is milk, egg tarts, and pork floss cake rolls! Wow, this is great, my baby is amazing!” Wei Chengli pointed at the items on the tray, introduced them to the little chubby dumpling, then praised her exaggeratedly.
Wei Maomao, looking at the food on the tray, blocked Wei Chengli’s attempt to ruffle her hair and said calmly, “I’m not your baby, I’m your parent.”
“Okay, Parent Baby.” Wei Chengli readily agreed, but he glanced at the things Wei Maomao had just received from Wang Qingbei and couldn’t help but hint softly, “This comb…”
“It’s a gift from Sister Beibei.” Wei Maomao, seeing that Wei Chengli wasn’t making a move, thought he was still immersed in his role as a baby, she pointed at the tray. “Afternoon tea, eat.”
Why was he lacking in tacit understanding at this time… Wei Chengli thought about the little chubby dumpling who wanted to dig for Baby Coins in the middle of the night yesterday. Based on her “mature” behavior these past few days, she would definitely give something back to Wang Qingbei. Now that she had the perfect item, why wasn’t she using it, was she planning to go dig for coins again under the moonlight?
“Baby… Oh, I mean, my Parent Baby. This afternoon tea is earned by you, it’s yours.” Wei Chengli strengthened his hint.
“Mmm, it’s mine.” Wei Maomao didn’t show any modesty, but she looked at Wei Chengli with suspicion. “It’s mine, you eat. Do you want me to feed you? My baby?”
As she spoke, Wei Maomao stood on the stool and reached for the plate of egg tarts.
“No, no, no… I can eat by myself, I can eat by myself.” Wei Chengli waved his hands, protecting the little chubby dumpling standing on the stool.
The image of being fed by the three-year-old little chubby dumpling was too beautiful.
Wei Chengli gave up on hinting and chuckled wryly.
“Then you eat. I’m going for a walk.” Wei Maomao climbed off the stool and started strolling around with her hands behind her back.
After walking around, she realized the program team was quite efficient, the afternoon tea for those in third place was all the same, the Wang family, in second place, had red bean soup with grilled rice cakes and some pastries in addition to the food on the third-place trays. And on the Cheng family’s table, two trays were the same as the Wang family’s, the third tray seemed to have a few more types of pastries. Of course, with the increased variety on the first and second-place tables, the quantity of each item was reduced to avoid waste.
Wei Maomao glanced at the other tables from afar, just to confirm if they had the pastries on her table at Wang Qingbei’s and Cheng Tingyan’s tables.
It seemed they did, she didn’t need to give a return gift, and she didn’t need to save any for Yan Yan.
While the little chubby dumpling was strolling around, Wei Chengli also secretly glanced at the Shen and Wen families’ tables next to them, he noticed that their pastries were all the same. So the Wang family, in second place, probably also had these items on their table. It seemed that if the little chubby dumpling wanted to return the favor, she would still have to go dig for Baby Coins at night…
The little chubby dumpling, with her hands behind her back, strolled back.
“Come on, drink some milk first, you must be thirsty after waking up.” Wei Chengli placed the glass of milk in front of the little chubby dumpling and pulled the pastry plate closer. “Have a couple of sips, then eat some pastries.”
Wei Maomao gulped down half a glass of milk, put down the glass, and noticed that after all this time, Wei Chengli had only taken a few sips of milk and hadn’t touched the pastries.
“Don’t you like pastries?” Wei Maomao found Wei Chengli’s behavior strange, for ordinary pastries like egg tarts and pork floss rolls, shouldn’t he be indiscriminate, he shouldn’t have any dietary restrictions, right?
“I do.” Wei Chengli smiled. “But these are the pastries you earned, I’m waiting for you to come back, to see if you have any other arrangements, how you want to distribute them.” Although they didn’t need to give any to Wang Qingbei, there was still Cheng Tingyan, what if Cheng Feiying didn’t distribute them fairly, the little chubby dumpling might want to save some for Yan Yan.
“… “ Wei Maomao frowned. “Daddy, did you play with Uncle Wang this morning?”
“Ah?” Wei Chengli was confused.
Wei Maomao said with displeasure, “We’re different from Uncle Wang’s family. When you were the parent and brought things back, I could eat whatever I wanted, however I wanted. Now that I’m the parent, you can also eat whatever you want, however you want.” Mentioning distribution, Wei Maomao thought about the breakfast incident Wang Zhizhi had mentioned at the market, while they were working. Their family didn’t have a second child, there was no need for absolute fairness. Even if she wanted to return a favor or save some for Yan Yan, Wei Maomao would use her own portion to ensure that Wei Chengli was well-fed, he didn’t need to be so cautious.
“Ah… I’m not… That…” Wei Chengli was at a loss for words. He had indeed overheard Wang Qingchuan’s complaints to Cheng Feiying while lying on the bed board this morning, but he truly hadn’t thought about internal distribution, he was thinking about the possibility of the little chubby dumpling needing the pastries for other purposes. But… Hearing the little chubby dumpling’s domineering words, why did his heart feel so warm?
Wei Chengli, momentarily overwhelmed by the strange warmth, didn’t even have time to defend Wang Qingchuan.
Wei Maomao pushed the pastry plate towards Wei Chengli. “Eat, baby, eat more.”
Wei Chengli knew that Wei Maomao’s “baby” was just teasing him, but the problem now wasn’t that the three-year-old baby knew how to tease. It was… Wei Chengli felt touched by that “baby.”
He was also a baby now, he could be a baby, he was even being taken care of as a baby…
Speaking of which, Wei Maomao, after taking two sips of milk, turned to see that Wei Chengli, who was munching on an egg tart, had slightly reddened eyes.
Wei Maomao was stunned, a drop of milk from the corner of her mouth slid down her chin, she didn’t even bother wiping it.
This was?
It couldn’t be that the egg tarts were too bad… Wei Maomao picked up an egg tart, took a bite, and confirmed that there was no problem. Then she thought about whether she had said anything wrong.
It seemed… she hadn’t, right?
Could it be because…
“Baby, drink some milk, don’t just eat egg tarts.” Wei Maomao asked tentatively.
Wei Chengli didn’t answer, but he obediently took a sip of milk, then quickly lowered his head, his eyes even redder.
Wei Maomao: “… “ Oh, she had indeed said something wrong.
But Wei Maomao sneered inwardly.
If Wei Chengli still cared about the childhood love he had missed, he would have many more days of crying ahead of him.
Thinking about her previous life, after Wei Chengli was scammed into debt, the true faces of those so-called relatives… Wei Maomao took a big bite of the egg tart. Such things would definitely never happen again in this life, but those who had kicked him when he was down, they better not come near now.
This baby… Wei Maomao looked at Wei Chengli indifferently, eat more, be a good baby.
The egg tarts were delicious, but Wei Maomao had no appetite, a table with two glasses of milk, four egg tarts, and four pork floss rolls, she only drank most of the milk and ate half an egg tart before she was full. In contrast, Wei Chengli devoured everything else on the table.
The afternoon task, of course, wasn’t just enjoying afternoon tea.
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