Chapter 251 After the Child Falls Asleep
It was around seven in the evening when Zhou Jing returned to Yu City. He didn't have a car at the moment, so Bai Xiyao sent Zhou Jing to his residence.

Zhou Jing rested for a while and went to find Yang Wenwen. It was not far from Yang Wenwen's residence, but it would take a while to walk there, so Zhou Jing took a taxi. Yang's mother had returned to her hometown today, and Yang Wenwen was walking the child in the community square. When Zhou Jing arrived at the square, the little girl was riding a bicycle and Yang Wenwen was watching on the side.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

As if guided by her sixth sense, Yang Wenwen turned her head and saw the boy coming towards her, and she smiled happily.

"Eat it, eat the noodles, and feel the joy of the child."

Zhou Jing bought two boxes of Wahaha, took out two bottles and gave one to Yang Wenwen and drank one himself.

“I never drank it when I was a kid.”

Yang Wenwen smiled, inserted the straw and took a sip of Wahaha, which tasted quite good.

"So you should pamper yourself more and make up for the regrets of your childhood."

Zhou Jing found a bench and hid the Wahaha under it.

Yang Wenwen sat next to the boy and said with a smile: "As a fellow 80s generation, you are much more insightful."

"People, either live a confused life or a clear life. Don't live too clear."

Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and said.

"You're absolutely right."

Yang Wenwen completely agreed with the boy's words. People who think they are the most sober people in the world are always seeking revenge and hatred for no reason. They hate this and that, but they are just asking for trouble and even ruining their own lives.

"Then what kind of person are you?"

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and said.

"I" Yang Wenwen thought for a moment and said, "I'm not clear-headed enough, nor am I sober. I'm confused!"

"pretty good."

"Wahaha, I want to drink it too."

The little girl saw Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen each drinking a bottle of Wahaha, and rode over on her bike.

"No, Dad only bought two bottles, and Mom and I finished them."

Zhou Jing spread his hands.

Yang Wenwen looked at him and smiled without saying anything.

"I want to drink it, Dad will buy it for me."

The little girl put her mouth close to Zhou Jing, sucked up the little Wahaha that Zhou Jing had left in one gulp, then stuck to Zhou Jing and acted coquettishly.

Knowing that Zhou Jing dotes on her, the little girl always sticks to Zhou Jing for whatever she wants.

"Give me a kiss, Daddy."

Zhou Jing stretched his face forward and said.

The little girl kissed him, and Zhou Jing leaned over with the other side of his face, and the little girl kissed him again.

"Duh-duh-dun-dun."

Zhou Jing took out Wahaha from under the bench. There were five bottles in a box. He bought two boxes. Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen drank two bottles, and there were still eight bottles left. He gave all to the little girl.

"Wow, thanks Dad."

The little girl's happy expression is so adorable.

Children's happiness is that simple.

"Mom will give it to you. You can only drink one bottle a day."

Yang Wenwen gave one bottle to her daughter and confiscated the rest.

"One bottle is too little."

The little girl muttered in dissatisfaction.

"How many bottles would you like to drink?"

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and said seriously.

"Two bottles, no more."

Zhou Jing gave the little girl two fingers.

"Two bottles then."

Seeing Yang Wenwen's serious face, the girl didn't dare to bargain anymore and lay in Zhou Jing's arms drinking Wahaha.

Zhou Jing whispered in Yang Wenwen's ear: "You, the tiger mom, are very effective in speaking."

Yang Wenwen pursed her lips, pinched the boy's waist, touched her daughter's head and said, "Mom will take you to get your hair cut tomorrow. Cut it short."

"My hair is in great condition. I cut it short now so it will grow longer when I go to school next year."

Zhou Jing touched the little girl's hair and said.

"How about going to kindergarten next fall?"

Yang Wenwen stroked her daughter's face and said.

“Is school fun?”

When it comes to going to school, the little girl is full of unknowns.

"It's fun. There are many children in the school and I can play with them."

"Well, Mom and Dad, can you go to school with me?"

The little girl nodded.

"No, parents are not allowed to read in the kindergarten. There are teachers to teach the children and play with them." Yang Wenwen shook her head.

"OK then!"

Wait for the little girl to finish a bottle of Wahaha and go home.

Zhou Jing carried the little girl's bicycle, and Yang Wenwen pulled the little girl.

Without Yang's mother to coax the child, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen had a lot of inconvenience. If they wanted to do something bad, they had to coax the child to sleep first.

It was not yet nine o'clock, and Zhou Jing was already accompanying the little girl to study using a learning machine.

Yang Wenwen does housework. Usually, with her mother around, Yang Wenwen feels much less pressure. After her mother goes back to her hometown, Yang Wenwen has to do everything.

"Dad, look at what I drew."

The little girl opened the picture she had drawn today.

"Great, CC is now a little painter. Can daddy teach you the alphabet song?"

Zhou Jing gave the little girl full affirmation.

"Okay!"

"First one, a, b, c"

Zhou Jing asked the little girl to hold the pencil, and then held the little girl's hand and taught her step by step.

"What a little genius."

Yang Wenwen looked at the letters her daughter wrote and praised her.

Yang Wenwen admires Zhou Jing's patience in accompanying her children. As a mother, she sometimes gets impatient too.

"I will be so overwhelmed with awards in the future."

Zhou Jing glanced at Yang Wenwen and said.

"You taught me well. CC, go wash your face. Dad is tired today. Go to bed early."

Yang Wenwen watched her daughter grow up. Ever since Zhou Jing taught her daughter how to paint, her daughter has made rapid progress.

After changing her daughter into pajamas, Yang Wenwen went to the bathroom to wash her daughter's face. After washing her face, she poured the water into the foot basin and added some hot water to wash her daughter's feet. After washing her feet, she squeezed toothpaste and asked her daughter to brush her teeth.

Zhou Jing went to the bathroom and took a shower.

After Yang's mother went back, Yang Wenwen moved the little girl's bed to her own bedroom, next to the big bed. After Zhou Jing took a bath and coaxed the little girl to sleep, Yang Wenwen went to take a bath.

"Sleep well, mommy can't sleep after taking a bath and has to deal with you again."

The little girl tossed and turned on the bed with guardrails on three sides, and Zhou Jing pinched her nose.

"Sleeping with Daddy."

The little girl climbed onto the big bed, got into Zhou Jing's quilt and lay beside him. She closed her eyes, opened them again after two seconds, and saw Zhou Jing staring at her. She closed her eyes again, and her big, watery glasses seemed to be shining.

"Then go to sleep."

Zhou Jing gently tapped the little girl's cheek.

"I fell asleep!"

The little girl's cute face was filled with smiles. She covered her eyes with her hands and peeked through a gap between her fingers. Zhou Jing moved closer to her hand, and the two of them stared at each other. The little girl kicked her legs and laughed like a silver bell.

"Naughty boy, can daddy tell you a story?"

Zhou Jing bit the little girl's round and tender face with his lips and sucked gently, making a popping sound.

"Ah."

The little girl nodded vigorously.

Zhou Jing picked up the storybook and turned to the story of the fox and the crow and asked, "Have you heard of the crow and the fox?"

"No."

"Then daddy will tell you, and you must go to sleep obediently after that."

"Ah."

"One day, the crow found a piece of delicious meat and was very happy. She stood on a branch with the piece of meat in her mouth."

Zhou Jing began to tell the story vividly, he had forgotten in which grade he had learned this story.

The story ends, Yang Wenwen finishes her bath, and when she hears footsteps, the little girl quickly closes her eyes and pretends to be asleep.

"Stop pretending and go to your own bed. If we turn over, we'll hurt you."

Yang Wenwen walked to the bedside and looked at her daughter whose eyelids were twitching.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

The little girl opened her eyes, climbed back onto her bed and said eagerly.

"Eating before going to bed is bad for your stomach. You won't be hungry when you fall asleep."

Yang Wenwen knew that her daughter wanted to drink Wahaha again.

After making her daughter's bed and covering her with a quilt, she turned off the lights and went to bed. Yang Wenwen slept on one side of her daughter and let Zhou Jing sleep on the other side, so that when she had to wake her daughter up to pee at night, she would not wake Zhou Jing up.

The room was dark after the lights were turned off. Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen and they kissed silently.

"The little cutie is asleep, let's go play over there for a while?"

After more than ten minutes, Zhou Jing heard the girl's even breathing and patted Yang Wenwen's butt.

(End of this chapter)