The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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Cheng Huan didn't know what happened, so he just wet the bed. Why did he have such a big reaction?

The little guy was crying pitifully, Cheng Huan felt distressed when he saw it, she pulled him out, and kissed him on the forehead: "Don't cry, baby, how could mom not want you, mom likes stars the most."

Xing Xing's crying eyes were red, and there were still fine drops of water on his eyelashes. He rubbed his eyes and cried again.

"Xing Xing, Xing Xing also likes mother the most." He put his little face close, kissed Cheng Huan on the cheek, and repeated: "I like it the most."

Cheng Huan's memory of the original owner was incomplete, and there were no such trivial things as bed-wetting on weekdays.

Yet these things the child remembers.

The last time Xingxing wet the bed was when he was three and a half years old, and he still remembers his mother's appearance at that time. She pinched her nose, her eyes full of disgust, and told him to get away when he approached.

He also said, "I can't bear to give birth to you!"

Adults always feel that children don't remember things and speak extraordinarily unscrupulously. In fact, for children, some words can be remembered for a lifetime when they hear them, and occasionally they will break into dreams and become a nightmare that they want to get rid of but cannot get rid of.

In Xing Xing's limited memory, his mother hated him very much. He didn't know where these problems were, but he subconsciously flattered the person closest to him.

He tried his best to be obedient without crying or fussing, sleeping alone, dressing himself, and eating independently. In fact, he just wanted to express to the person close to him: Look, I am so obedient, so you just like me.

Then one day, the mother who didn't like him suddenly became very fond of him, and while the child was happy, he was actually anxious.

He was afraid that one day his mother would become what she was before, not talking to him or smiling at him, driving him to the previous house and not giving him food.

As much as Xingxing likes life now, he is afraid of going back to the past.

He's been doing his best, and I hope this day never comes.

But today he made a mistake.

Making mistakes means that he is not a good boy, and if he is not, he will be hated.

The little guy came up with this equation in his heart, and took it for granted that his mother would become like before, feeling scared and wronged in his heart.

If Cheng Huan ignored him, then these little guys who were afraid of being wronged would not show it, because it was useless to cry, and they would be scolded instead.

But now in front of him is the mother who talks to him, smiles at him, cooks him delicious food and tells stories. The negative emotions accumulated in his heart seem to have found a breakthrough, and they surged up all at once.

Those who are loved are always confident.

Xing Xing was coaxed, and the more Cheng Huan coaxed him, the more he felt wronged and uncomfortable, and finally stopped, and after a while, he wanted to cry again.

Cheng Huan was so distressed that she tried many methods to no avail. She hugged him in her arms and said all kinds of good things, but finally waited for the little guy to get tired of crying before stopping.

The soft body in his arms quieted down, and Cheng Huan also breathed a sigh of relief. She took out a tissue and wiped the tears off the little guy's face. Xing Xing had been crying for too long, her eyes hurt, and she leaned against Cheng Huan's arms with her eyes closed, occasionally moaning.

The clothes on her body were wet from crying, but Cheng Huan didn't care. She got up with the little guy in her arms, went to the kitchen to fill a bowl of porridge, and put a spoon to his mouth.

"Come on, open your mouth and take a bite."

Xingxing cried for too long, his head and eyes hurt, and he had no appetite. Cheng Huan fed him, but he barely ate half of the bowl, but shook his head and said he couldn't eat.

Cheng Huan didn't force it when she couldn't eat. She put the little guy on the sofa and went to get some food by herself.

After eating and washing the dishes, Xing Xing fell asleep again. Cheng Huan put a wet towel in the refrigerator before eating, and the temperature is just right now.

She took it out and folded it several times to cover the star glasses.

The towel was too cold, Xing Xing didn't like it, and even reached out to pull it off in his sleep.

Cheng Huan grabbed his hand and put it aside. After a while, when the temperature of the towel rose, he took it off again and wrung it dry again and put it in the refrigerator.

Xing Xing was fast asleep, Cheng Huan put ice on him several times but he didn't wake up, so he started to pack his things.

The things that can be packed first Cheng Huan packed them yesterday, and there are not many things that need to be packed today, and the things that can be taken away from the house are limited, except for the dishes, chopsticks and bedding, only the clothes of mother and child are left.

The sun was so strong that the blankets and mats that had been dried out in the morning were already dry. Cheng Huan put the things back, rolled the blanket against the corner, folded the blanket and stuffed it in the suitcase.

When Cheng Huan was still busy, Xing Xing woke up. The little guy didn't see his mother when he woke up, so he came down to look around without putting on his urgent shoes.

When he saw Cheng Huan alive in the room, Xing Xing finally let go of his energy. He rubbed his eyes and called his mother, but before Cheng Huan could respond, he turned around and ran to the living room with a "dong dong dong".

After Xing Xing put on his shoes, he walked into the room like a good baby.

He squatted next to Cheng Huan to watch her work, and occasionally came to help, but he was not sure whether it was a good or a bad help.

There were not many things, and they were packed in a short while. Cheng Huan piled up the big and small bags in the living room, and went out to make a glass of light salt water for the little guy.

Xing Xing lost a lot of water today, he was very thirsty, and drank a glass of water in just two sips. Holding the cup, he sat on the woven bag containing the luggage and asked the people busy in the kitchen: "Mom, when are we leaving?"

"We'll leave when the car comes."

Cheng Huan called the moving company and made an appointment at one o'clock in the afternoon. Her last meal here was simple, just made two egg pancakes.

The people from the moving company came a little earlier than the appointed time, and the doorbell was rang before Xing Xing was holding his cake.

The little guy reacted very quickly, as soon as the bell rang, he ran over to open the door for someone.

After Cheng Huan's teaching, he is very polite now, standing at the door and asking the person outside, "Uncle, who are you looking for?"

The people outside the door saw that such a small doll was also fun, and said cooperatively: "We are looking for your adults."

"Please wait a moment." Xing Xing felt very satisfied after going through the process taught by his mother. He grabbed the door frame and turned to call his mother, only to find that she had come out.

"Mom, this uncle is looking for you." He trotted to Cheng Huan and said.

"Okay, mom understands, thank you Xingxing."

The little guy was a little shy. He hid behind Cheng Huan and said in a small voice, "You're welcome."

The moving company was very efficient, and the staff member loaded the luggage into the car in a few trips with the suitcase in one hand and the woven bag in the other.

Cheng Huan locked the door and took Xingxing downstairs. The two of them were going to go there with the moving company's car.

It was the first time for Xingxing to ride this kind of light truck, and he felt that everything was wonderful.

The mother and child were sitting in the co-pilot, Xing Xing stretched his neck and looked out.

"Mom." He returned to Cheng Huan's arms and praised loudly: "This car is so powerful, it's so big! It's the most powerful! It's better than this and that car."

In the direction of his finger, there was a car driving over and parked on the side of the road. The front of the car was facing their direction. The sign was shining in the sun, exuding a strong smell of money.