Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Don't meow!" Xin Miaomiao was unhappy, and she refused without hesitation, holding her own milk bottle in her little hand, and babbling to herself.

Her main meal is milk, and when they eat, she serves it just to join in the fun. Sometimes when she is in a better mood, Yang Rong can take the opportunity to stuff her with some vegetables and meat. After all, she is four years old, so even if she can't quit milk , some other staple foods that should be eaten should be eaten, otherwise her small body will be even weaker.

"Eat a little, this is delicious, Miao Miao is obedient." When the daughter refused to eat, Yang Rong patiently coaxed her, picked up the vegetables, and brought them to her little mouth.

Xin Miaomiao shook her head again in refusal, holding the bottle and turning her head away, she still didn't want to eat it.

Seeing her resolute refusal, Yang Rong had no choice but to withdraw her hand.

Only then did Xin Miaomiao turn her little head back, and Xin Ziwen, who was sitting opposite her, also looked over at this moment, with a faint smile in his handsome eyes, Xin Miaomiao blinked and looked back at him.

Hmm... After going out for a while, I was frightened by Mo Ziqi again. The little guy successfully forgot all about the previous incident.

Xin Ziwen looked at Xin Miaomiao several times as a reminder, and the little guy blinked his big eyes and looked back at him innocently.

Xin Ziwen was very depressed, and felt that he was so stupid that he put his hopes on a small child. Such a young child didn't even give up breastfeeding. What can he do for him?

Xin Ziwen looked away, stopped looking at her, and ate with his head down. After the meal was over, he never looked at Xin Miaomiao again.

Of course, Xin Miaomiao had thick lines, and she didn't feel that her favorite brother was already angry with her.

After eating, Mo Ziqi didn't leave right away, and sat on the sofa chatting with Xin Xiaotian, Xin Xiaotian asked him curiously: "Master Mo, which school do you go to? What grade are you in now?"

"I haven't been to school." Mo Ziqi lowered his eyes and said, he naturally doesn't like places with many people, and most of his studies are self-study.

"Haven't gone to school?" Yang Rong, who was fiddling with fruits over there, also looked over in surprise, "Why don't you go to school?" She thought it was because he just moved here and didn't have time to find a school, so he just stayed at home.

"I don't like crowds." Mo Ziqi said flatly. He didn't think there was anything wrong with not going to school. Anyway, in his eyes, as long as he could acquire skills, he didn't need to care about how to acquire skills. .

Don't like crowds?Yang Rong frowned, is this the reason for being indifferent to people?

She also really likes Mo Ziqi, and she came up with fruit, and said softly: "Ziqi, sometimes going to school is not only about learning knowledge, but also learning how to behave in the world. It's better for you to go to school, Miaomiao." In fact, she can go to kindergarten, but she is weak, and my aunt only kept her for a year, and she was ready to send her to school when she was five years old."

"Yes, meow, meow is going to school, go to school with my brother meow." A certain little one who was squatting on the side of the small table and stuffing fruit into his mouth happily raised his head happily, Thinking of carrying a small schoolbag and going to school hand in hand with my elder brother in the future, my big eyes narrowed into slits happily.

Mo Ziqi was still polite in front of the Xin family couple, but this little brat always had a way to make him change his expression in an instant. Now that he heard that she was the silent brother again, his expression turned cold.