Chapter 26: The naughty child needs to be disciplined

Only then did Chen Hui stop, look back and wait for a while.

If I marry An Wenjing, it will be difficult to avoid being involved in An Wenyi's discipline in the future.

When dealing with children of this age, the relationship between superiors and subordinates must be established well from the beginning.

If you are afraid of offending her and making her unhappy, and she holds you in your hands, it will be difficult to restrain and discipline her in the future.

"Brother-in-law! You are so mean! I will tell mom and sister!"

An Wenyi has short legs and the roads in the village are difficult to walk on.

He was so exhausted when he ran to Chen Hui that he sat down on the ground and looked at Chen Hui with resentment.

"Then I'll tell mom that you ate the candy I bought, and tell her you have to eat it every day from now on!"

"No! Mom won't let me eat other people's food!"

An Wenyi doesn't know yet that Chen Hui's family is different from others.

The aggressive momentum collapsed in an instant, and he felt greedy and pitiful.

"Then you have to listen to me, or I'll complain!"

"Ok."

"Now stand up and walk back on your own!"

"Okay!"
An Wenyi stood up, brushed off the weeds and dirt on his body, and took a few steps forward.

Suddenly he turned around and a bright smile appeared on his gloomy face.

He trotted over, took Chen Hui's hand and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law! You are my favorite brother-in-law!"

Hehehehehe.

mock up.

Looking at An Wenyi like this, Chen Hui seemed to see himself controlling Chen Huihong.

But this also indicates victory in the first stage.

An Wenyi has begun to consciously please himself in order to get closer to himself.

Smoke drifted out from the chimneys on the roofs, and every household in the village began to make fires and cook.

After finishing her farm work in the morning, Lin Jiao went up the mountain to cut grass for the pigs. She hasn't returned yet.

An Wenjing was busy making a fire and cooking in front of the stove, while Chen Hui was burning a fire behind the stove.

Look at An Wenyi running in and out, occasionally letting out a shrill but joyful scream.

No! We can't let our children have so much free time.

"Xiao Wenyi, come here!" Chen Hui took out a pile of dry branches from the firewood pile behind him, put them in the hall and shouted.

"Brother-in-law, why are you looking for me?!" An Wenyi ran over with a smile on her face.

"Will you eat lunch this afternoon?"

"Eat, the food nowadays is especially delicious! Lots of rice!" An Wenyi said, looking up her little face.

"Mimiduo?!" Chen Hui turned around and looked at An Wenjing who was pouring out the washing water.

"Even if there is rice, the sweet potato rice still needs to be eaten. We can't just throw it away, right?"

"Because you want to eat, I've cooked half of it and added half of it these past two days. My mom complained about you not coming home for dinner yesterday, saying that if she had known you wouldn't come back, she wouldn't have added so much rice."

As An Wenjing spoke, she wiped the pot clean with a towel.

Then he scooped some clean water in and boiled it again.

what.

The idea of ​​eating white rice can probably only be realized after getting married and eating separately.

Chen Hui temporarily put aside the disappointment of having to eat Tiangua Mi for ten days.

He turned around and looked at An Wenyi and said, "Yes, the rice tastes better when there is more Mimi. Where does Mimi come from?"

"Brother-in-law, change, change, it appears!"

"It didn't change, it was bought by my brother-in-law. How did Mimi become Fanfan?"

"My sister cooked it!"

"Yes, my brother-in-law bought the rice and my sister cooked it into rice, so shouldn't you do something too?"

An Wenyi's eyes turned around.

It sounded reasonable, so I smiled and said, "Then what should I do?"

"These dry branches are too long. You are responsible for breaking them and giving them to me for burning!" Chen Hui took out a dry branch and broke off all the branches on the sides.

He used his knee to push against the thicker main branch and broke it off, temporarily showing it to An Wenyi: "That's it, do you understand?"

"Got it, leave all this to me!"

An Wenyi nodded, picked up a dry branch and started to break it.

Chen Hui sat back down beside the stove, added two pieces of wood into it, and chatted and laughed with An Wenjing while controlling the fire.

An Wenyi broke off five or six dry branches, and brought them in to Chen Hui, "I'm so tired! I won't break any more!"

"Let me take a look!"

Chen Hui took the branch, looked around, and threw it into the pile of dry firewood behind him. "Not bad, it's folded very well. Brother-in-law will take you back to get some candy this afternoon!"

"real!?"

"Then I'll go and fold it again. I have plenty of strength!"

An Wenyi seemed like a balloon that had been inflated, and went to the hall to work full of confidence.

"Brother Chen Hui, I noticed that you are very good at coaxing children." An Wenjing stopped cutting vegetables and tucked her fallen hair behind her ears.

"A child this old is already very sensible, and you can make all kinds of requests of her."

"Focus on her strengths and give her more encouragement, and she will improve quickly." Chen Hui said with a smile.

An Wenjing smiled slightly and whispered, "Then you will teach our children well in the future, right?"

"Ah?! What did you say?"

"I said, there are two eggs at home, do you like steamed egg custard or boiled."

Steamed egg custard and boiled eggs are the most common ways to cook eggs in rural areas.

It saves oil and seasoning, and also appears to be large in quantity.

In comparison, what Chen Hui really wanted at this time was fried eggs, which was just something he could think about in the countryside.

Not to mention the waste of oil, the two eggs were fried and I could barely take three bites.

"Let's have steamed egg custard. Everyone can have a few bites." Chen Hui said.

"it is good!"

An Wenjing was used to helping Lin Jiao with work, so her hands moved very quickly.

Steam the rice and steam the egg.

Rinse the soaked bamboo shoots yesterday twice, add a little oil and salt to adjust the taste, and cook them in the same pot with the steamed egg.

He counted the dishes for lunch, worried that Chen Hui would not be able to eat them.

I opened the small door and went out, picked two cucumbers from the open space behind the door, and brought them back. After chopping them, I mixed them with a little soy sauce.

When the rice is almost cooked, call An Wenyi to go to the back mountain to call Lin Jiao back for dinner.

"Wait a moment!"

An Wenyi was trying hard to break off a particularly thick dry branch. His face turned red from holding back his breath and he squeezed out three words from between his teeth with great difficulty.

An Wenjing saw this and wanted to help her, but was stopped by Chen Hui.

Snapped!
A clear voice sounded.

An Wenyi rubbed his aching knee, panting and showing a victorious smile.

"How amazing!" An Wenjing applauded.

"Brother-in-law! Am I awesome?" An Wenyi held up the broken branch to take credit to Chen Hui.

"You were very persistent, and finally you broke the firewood with your own efforts." Chen Hui gave a thumbs up.

"Hmm? Yes! That's right!"

An Wenyi strode forward and threw the branch into the firewood pile, then ran out to call Lin Jiao to come back for dinner.

"Am I wrong to praise you?" An Wenjing asked puzzledly.

"We should praise the process and praise her efforts to achieve the results," Chen Hui explained.

"Brother Chen Hui, you are a bachelor, how come you act like you have raised several children?"

"Come and eat, today we have three dishes and one soup."

As An Wenjing was talking, she added half a spoonful of soy sauce to the steamed egg custard and arranged everything.

The rice soup left over from scooping out the rice, steamed eggs, smacked cucumbers colored with just a little soy sauce, and dried bamboo shoots with almost no oil or water.
Chen Hui fell silent as he looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table.

(End of this chapter)