Chapter 93: Don't Give Up

Minghan, the milk bun, nodded.

Jiang Li: "This is punctured, and there are the numbers on the previous paper. When you write on this paper later, do you think you can write numbers properly in this position?"

Minghan, the milk bun, shook his head.

I thought what I said worked, and that the little bun could correct the posture of holding the pen and the strength of his hand. Unexpectedly, the milk bun blinked and tilted his head and said, "Mom, Dad has money."

Jiang Li: "..."

Minghan, the milk bun: "This notebook is broken and can't be used. Dad can buy a lot of them. Hanhan doesn't have to worry about not having a notebook to write numbers."

Jiang Li understood that this bun was both refuting what she said before and showing off her wealth to her.

Well, she might have thought too much about showing off her wealth, but there is no doubt that it was refuting what she said.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Li rubbed the child's head, his eyes were gentle, and his tone was light but serious: "Hanhan, mom knows that dad works to earn a salary, but dad has to work alone to support so many of us, he is actually very hard. Since we know that dad is working hard, how can we be extravagant and wasteful?"

Minghan, the milk bun: "Waste?"

Jiang Li: "Just like you used too much force to write the number just now, and pierced the paper below. If this happened in school, if you wrote the homework assigned by the teacher on this paper, would you think it was not beautiful?"

"Yeah."

Minghan, the milk bun, nodded his little head.

Jiang Li: "In this case, what would you do to make your homework look beautiful?"

"Tear it off and write the homework on the paper below."

Little Minghan is very smart and almost blurted it out.

Jiang Li: "Then is this a waste?"

Minghan, the milk bun, nodded and said "Yeah".

"Dad works hard to earn money to support our family. Do you think we are being worthy of him if we waste things at home?"

Jiang Li patiently persuaded him to fundamentally change his understanding of "waste" and his pen-holding posture and the strength of his hands.

From the little boy's expression, it was obvious that he had taken her words to heart.

Jiang Li's clear fox eyes were tinged with relief. She looked at the child quietly and heard him say in his baby voice: "Waste is not good. It's unfair to dad. I won't use so much strength to write numbers when holding the pen in the future."

With his head lowered, Minghan, a little boy, felt ashamed and wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

Seeing that today's plan failed again, the cute baby Weiwei felt as gloomy as the sky covered by dark clouds. However, she would not give up easily. She still had many ways to go. She must test whether her stepmother was really good to her and her brothers.

Suddenly looking up at Jiang Li, the cute Weiwei plucked up her courage, stood up and glared at Jiang Li with her cheeks puffed up: "You can't say that about my second brother!"

Jiang Li smiled at the little girl, she didn't say anything.

The cute Weiwei said again: "Dad works and earns money for me and my brothers to spend. Even if we waste it, Dad won't say anything to us. And...and you are not our mother, this is what you said, then you can't control us!"

Knowing that this is not what a good baby can say, but...but she still said it out loud. Will this person blame her?

Will he think she is a bad child, stop being nice to her, and stop braiding her pretty braids?

Pulling over the small backrest chair next to her and sitting down, Jiang Li looked gentle and smiled and said: "I did say that I am not your biological mother, but I am your father's current wife, that is, your elder, so I have the responsibility to teach you.