After transmigrating the book, the hero forced me to change the ending

What Mo Zijie thought in his heart was that it was such a troublesome crybaby again.

When Xu Zihan saw Mo Zijie, she was instinctively afraid, because she remembered that this brother was very fierce.

Jiang Zhi didn't know the inner world of the two children, she was still immersed in the fantasy of "having a son and a daughter", and felt extremely happy.

Jiang Zhi stretched out his hand, originally wanting to hold one in each hand, walking on the road, wouldn't it be envious of others.

Who knew that Mo Zijie didn't give her the face of being a mother at all, he just ignored Jiang Zhi's outstretched hand, and said coldly: "I'm already an adult, I don't need to be held, only cowards need it."

While speaking, he glanced at Xu Zihan, the contempt contained in that look successfully made Xu Zihan drop Jindoudou.

Jiang Zhi didn't expect his son to insinuate Sang and scold Huai at such a young age.

She glared at her son, and then began to coax Xu Zihan.

"Zihan, don't listen to my brother's nonsense, you are still young, it is normal for your aunt to lead you."

Xu Zihan was crying until he choked, no matter how much Jiang Zhi coaxed him, it was useless.

As a result, Xu Zihan refused to sit next to Mo Zijie in the car.

Sitting in the middle, Jiang Zhi was in a dilemma, she didn't expect the two children to be so difficult to get along with at such a young age.

At night, when Yu Quanquan came to pick Xu Zihan home, Jiang Zhi didn't have the nerve to say that the two children didn't like each other.

Yu Quanquan led Xu Zihan into the car, and asked with a smile on his face, "Are you happy at school today?"

Xu Zihan nodded, "Happy."

Yu Quanquan felt relieved now.

But before she was happy, Xu Zihan pouted and said, "Mom, can you pick me up yourself in the future, I don't want auntie to pick me up."

Yu Quanquan was silent for a while. She knew in her heart that Sister Jiang could not treat her daughter badly, but since her daughter said so, there must be some other reason.

Yu Quanquan looked at his daughter and asked earnestly, "Why didn't Auntie take you home?"

Xu Zihan suddenly remembered the fierce man talking about his brother, tears came as soon as he said it, and said: "Auntie's brother is so fierce, he is a bad person."

Yu Quanquan now understands, it turns out that children can't get along, but it's normal for children who just met to have conflicts, just get used to it.

Yu Quanquan carefully comforted his daughter, "My brother is not fierce, he just doesn't know Zihan yet, and Zihan will know in the future."

"But……"

Yu Quanquan patted her head and said: "Otherwise, you should get along with brother for a while first. If brother is really a bad person, then mother will pick you up by herself, okay?"

Only then did Xu Zihan tearfully agree.

Yu Quanquan also expressed that he was very tired.

After Yu Quanquan left with Xu Zihan, Jiang Zhi felt that he had to do ideological work for his son.

After dinner, Jiang Zhi sat on the sofa, asked Mo Zijie to stand in front of her, and asked with a straight face, "Why are you bullying sister Zihan today?"

Mo Zijie didn't think there was anything wrong with him at all, and said righteously: "Mom, I didn't bully her."

"Why didn't you bully her? Didn't you see her crying?"

Mo Zijie shook his head and said, "She cried because she is a crybaby. What does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Zhi felt that he was sophistrying, and immediately said: "Sister Zihan didn't cry for no reason, it's because you said something nasty."

Mo Zijie shook his head, "Mom, I didn't say anything bad, it's him who is stingy."

Jiang Zhi was so angry that he couldn't speak, and watched him grit his teeth, "You mean that you are not at fault at all, if you want to blame, you can only blame sister Zihan herself."

Mo Zijie shook his head again.

Seeing him shaking his head, Jiang Zhi thought to himself that it was not too far-fetched, and there was still room for salvation.

Who knew that Mo Zijie would say solemnly next time, "This is what my mother said, not me."

Jiang Zhi was so angry that he thought about it and decided to persuade him in another way.

After thinking for a while, I asked, "How old are you this year?"

Mo Zijie said without thinking, "Six years old."

"What about sister Zihan?"

"I don't know, you never told me."

Jiang Zhi thought for a while, as if he really didn't tell him how old Xu Zihan was, but it didn't matter.

"Since she is a younger sister and you are an older brother, is she younger than you?"

Mo Zijie nodded, "Yes."

"Since it's my younger sister, shouldn't you take care of her instead of thinking that she's timid and loves to cry?"

Mo Zijie lowered his head and thought for a while, it seemed that this was really the case.

Then he looked up at Jiang Zhi and said, "Mom, I know, I won't talk about her anymore, even if she is timid and loves to cry, I won't talk about it, Mom, see if this is okay."

Jiang Zhi felt that although what he said was weird, but his goal had been achieved, that was fine.

At night, Jiang Zhi lay in bed in a daze.

Mo Chengzhou came over, kissed her on the cheek, and then asked, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Zhi got up and said, "Who is my son like?"

Mo Chengzhou was a little strange, "Our son, of course, looks like the two of us, isn't this the law of nature?"

Jiang Zhi waved his hand.

"I'm not saying who does he look like, but who is his personality like?"

Mo Chengzhou coughed lightly, and asked, "What's wrong with my son, why did you ask such a question?"

Jiang Zhi angrily told the good deeds his son had done.

Especially when it came to Mo Zijie's messy truths, Jiang Zhi was so angry that he didn't know what to do.

Mo Chengzhou's first reaction after hearing this was to laugh.

But just when he was about to laugh, he saw Jiang Zhi's rather intimidating expression, he held back for a moment, and began to coax Jiang Zhi, following her to criticize Mo Zijie.

But Jiang Zhi was not satisfied with this and asked her: "What was your personality when you were young?"

Regarding this, Mo Chengzhou said that he should not ask himself.

"You should ask yourself this!"

Jiang Zhi looked puzzled, "Ask me?"

"Isn't it? I'm the hero you created. Didn't you set my character background?"

Jiang Zhi was stunned, as if it was true, but her book didn't seem to mention much about the hero's childhood.

"Forget it, let's not worry about it."

Mo Chengzhou, who successfully dumped the pot, immediately agreed, "Let's not talk about this, the children will be fine if they teach them well, and you don't need to worry so much, let's do something interesting!"

Jiang Zhi didn't understand such a straightforward hint, but he didn't refuse, and let him go.

The curtains were slowly pulled down, covering the white moon and starlight outside the window.

This city is lively and peaceful, and various family stories are staged every day.

Although there are a lot of troubles occasionally, even troubles are sweet to them.