Chapter 25:

Chapter 25:

No, no, my mother doesn't beat people!

Si Tian:!

Si Tian was shocked.

Only she and Ning Yi knew about this matter, did Ning Yi tell his father?

Ning Yi, Ma Ma misjudged you.

Seeing Ji Jiangzhou's expression, Si Tian panicked for a second, and immediately smoothed things over: "I misremembered, I told Zhile the story last night, if you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Ji Jiangzhou looked at her leisurely, nodded slowly: "I believe."

"I'm going to the company." Ji Jiangzhou didn't drink much porridge, he was more like asking about Si Tian sleeping with his two children last night.

"Zhi Le said that he will sleep with you tonight." Ji Jiangzhou left after saying this.

Si Tian's originally straight waist relaxed, and she can sleep if she wants to, anyway, she now feels that putting the child to sleep is not a difficult task.

Si Tian's thoughts continued until at night when Ji Zhile was clamoring to go to bed, Si Tian accompanied him upstairs, and after taking a bath, Ji Zhile covered herself with a quilt and looked at her with bright eyes: "Mom, I want to listen Lullaby."

Si Tian refused: "You are not a baby, why do you still listen to this?"

Ji Zhile was very dissatisfied: "Xiao Yuan's mother can sing, so I want it too."

Si Tian was very cold: "If you like Xiao Yuan's mother, you can go to his house."

Ji Zhile yelled: "You slept with your brother last night and didn't sleep with me, and you didn't even sing to me."

"Your brother is still telling me stories, what are you going to do?" Si Tian was outspoken for a moment, but she didn't expect to say it directly, and her expression changed slightly.

It's okay to be ridiculed by Ji Jiangzhou, but if Ji Zhile ridicules, Si Tian feels that some of her good qualities may be permanently lost.

But unexpectedly, Ji Zhile didn't laugh at her. He rolled his eyes and said proudly, "I can also tell stories."

Si Tian refused: "Thank you, I don't want to hear it now."

At first glance, Ji Zhile was an open-mouthed one. If he told her a story tonight, the whole villa and Huahua Kindergarten would know that Si Tian didn't want to die.

Ji Zhile was not convinced: "Then what do you want to hear?"

My brother will, and so will he!

Before Si Tian could speak, Ji Zhile took the initiative to sell herself: "I can sing, I just showed you."

Before Si Tian could refuse, Ji Zhile sang: "I love you walking in a dark alley alone..."

Si Tian:?

"The way I love you without regret..."

Si Tian:? ? ?

"You don't need to sing." Si Tian bit the bullet and interrupted.

It's outrageous, why can the good song Ji Zhile sing so badly? It's almost like perfect genetics.

Ji Zhile was not very happy, he felt that he sang well, why did his mother interrupt him, obviously his mother listened to his brother telling stories yesterday.

"No, I want to sing!"

He is stubborn.

Ji Zhile's voice is immature and crisp, and his voice is quite pleasant. It is reasonable to say that singing should not be unpleasant, but he is out of tune, as if he composed a song himself.

Si Tian couldn't stop him, so she could only silently take out her mobile phone to record.

Ji Zhile was so intoxicated by his own singing that he didn't notice his mother's actions at all. Rather than saying that he was singing for his mother, it would be better to say that he was holding a concert for himself.

It’s just that Ji Zhile can’t remember the lyrics completely, only the climax part, because the children in the kindergarten like to sing this song very much, Ji Zhile will also be able to, he thinks it sounds good, and he will still be in class from time to time Sing along with your classmates.

When encountering lyrics that he can't remember, Ji Zhile will choose to sing them with la la la la. After the last song is sung, he looks at Si Tian triumphantly: "Brother will do it, and I will do it too."

Si Tian had an indescribable expression on her face: "Do you think you sing well?"

Ji Zhile blinked: "Of course, the teacher said that I sing well."

Si Tian thinks it's really hard to be a kindergarten teacher, the ability to tell lies with eyes open is something ordinary people can't learn.

"If that's the case, listen to it yourself." Si Tiandian opened Ji Zhile's singing that had just been recorded.

The moment Ji Zhile heard his voice coming from the phone, Ji Zhile's face became a little hot. He didn't know what embarrassment meant, but he just wanted to cover his face.

Why did my mother record his singing? Ji Zhile knew that the teacher would record their aerobics scenes, and the teacher said it was because they danced well.

So it is like this, my mother also thinks that he sings very well, so I have to record it.

Ji Zhile felt a little shy again, and said in a low voice: "If you like me, I can sing to you in the future, don't record it."

The teacher will record their aerobics videos because they will grow up and graduate from kindergarten one day, but mom doesn't need to record them, and he won't leave mom.

Listening to Ji Zhile's whispered words, Si Tian's pupils trembled: "Do you think I will like it?"

Ji Zhile said seriously: "You just like it after recording it."

Si Tian stared at Ji Zhile, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud under the child's serious eyes, and the whole room was filled with "hahahahaha" laughter.

Why is Ji Zhile so confident at such a young age?

Although Ji Zhile was still very young, he also sensed something was wrong, but he couldn't say it out.

Mom laughed so exaggeratedly that the phone fell on the bed. Ji Zhile quietly touched it, pressed the pause button, and wanted to delete the audio, but he had never played with the phone, so he didn't know how to delete it.

At this time, his mother had already discovered his intentions, and pulled the phone out of his hand: "What do you want to do?"

Ji Zhile pouted unhappily: "Delete."

"No!" Si Tian refused. How could such an ugly song be deleted? You have to keep it until Ji Zhile grows up to be able to distinguish between ugly and nice, and then play it to him so that Ji Zhile knows what it is. Awkward.

Oh, and I can show him the self-criticism written by him at that time.

Ji Zhile said: "I sang it, I want to delete it!"

Si Tian: "I recorded it on my phone, I won't delete it."

Ji Zhile stared at her, but Si Tian turned a blind eye.

Ji Zhile lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed: "I'm going to find my father."

Let dad delete it!

Si Tian: "You go."

Ji Zhile ran away, he still didn't know what consequences his simple actions would bring.

Ji Zhile successfully found his father in the room. He rushed over and hugged his father's thigh. At this time, his mother followed him into the room.

Ji Jiangzhou, who was dealing with work, felt a little inexplicable, and stroked his youngest son's hair: "What's wrong with Zhile? Aren't you going to sleep?"

Ji Zhile complained: "Dad, Mom recorded the song I sang, and you asked her to delete it!"

Ji Jiangzhou looked at Si Tian, ​​who smiled and shook the phone in his hand.

Ji Jiangzhou was silent, for a moment he felt as if he had two children with him.

"Zhile, you should discuss it with your mother directly."

Ji Zhile was very upset: "She won't delete it."

If mom deleted it, he wouldn't come to dad anymore, and he's not stupid.

Ji Jiangzhou could only look at Si Tian again, but Si Tian asked, "Ji Jiangzhou, do you want to hear your son sing?"

Ji Jiangzhou: …

At the end of the gap, Si Tian had already pressed the play button, Ji Zhile's immature voice sounded in the room, Ji Zhile's ears turned red immediately, he held his father's hand, and urged: "Delete."

Ji Jiangzhou frowned.

Si Tian smiled happily and asked him, "Does it sound good to you?"

Ji Zhile raised his head and looked at him pitifully and full of expectation. Ji Jiangzhou didn't cultivate the kind of kindergarten teacher's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense, but he didn't want to hit his youngest son too much, so he could only say: "It's okay. .”

Si Tian shook her head: "NO, you should let Ji Zhile realize her own shortcomings."

"It's not good, Ji Zhile, don't take the road of music in the future."

Ji Zhile's eyes widened. Although he still didn't quite understand the specific meaning of the last sentence of his mother, he understood the first half of the sentence.

Mom actually thinks he sings badly!

The mother also recorded the song he sang and gave it back to her father, smiling so happily.

In an instant, Ji Zhile understood everything, his mother was laughing at him!

Mom actually laughed at him!

Ji Zhile got angry, pushed her father away, and growled angrily at her mother: "You are a villain!"

Si Tian couldn't help laughing again, she felt that Ji Zhile's cursing was really childish.

Ji Zhile couldn't believe it, she could still laugh, he was so sad, he clenched his fists and rushed out of the room, ran back to his room and locked the door, the first thing he did was look for the notebook.

He wants to write it all down!

The youngest son ran away crying. Ji Jiangzhou rubbed the center of his brows. Seeing Si Tian still smiling happily, he couldn't help but say, "Don't make fun of Zhile, he's still very young."

Si Tian disagreed: "Then you should let him know himself correctly."

The teacher praised her in the kindergarten, and her father praised her at home. This has caused Ji Zhile to misunderstand herself. It is better to be ashamed at home than outside.

Ji Jiangzhou didn't speak.

Si Tian thinks that he is quite used to children, no wonder Ji Zhile is such a bear, it must be due to this father.

"You said just now that Ji Zhile sings well." Si Tian said, "Could it be the same with your singing?"

Si Tian has read a lot of books, and I haven't seen any article in which the boss is incomplete in singing, and all of them are comparable to singers when they sing.

Ji Jiangzhou asked without answering, "What do you think?"

Si Tian felt that she was the truth.

"Mr. Ji, this is the power of heredity." Si Tian tried hard to comfort him, "But I don't mind if you sing badly."

Just thinking of the song Ji Zhile sang just now, Si Tian couldn't help laughing again.

This song is really very popular among children's groups, Ji Zhile sang it so intoxicatingly, and the melody is so catchy, Si Tian couldn't help humming twice.

Then a chuckle was heard.

Si Tian woke up, immediately stopped humming unconsciously, and looked at Ji Jiangzhou.

Under the light, Ji Jiangzhou's brows and eyes softened a little, without the sharpness he had when he first met, he said, "Si Tian, ​​do you need me to record your song for you, and then compare it with Zhile's? In this way, we will know to whom Zhile is inherited.”

Si Tian: ...

Ji Jiangzhou: "You can also correctly recognize yourself."

Si Tian forced a smile on her stiff expression: "Haha, I see."

She had recognized herself correctly a long time ago, so she never sang in front of people, she couldn't hold back just now!

She laughed so happily, and unilaterally crushed Ji Zhile again, she was so rampant that she even forgot that she was the real tone-deaf person.

"I'm going to bed."

Si Tian walked out of Ji Jiangzhou's room holding her mobile phone, took a deep breath at the door of the room, and barely suppressed the resentment in her heart, but in the end she couldn't manage her emotions well and cursed in a low voice.

Of course it's definitely not Ji Zhile's kind of pediatrics.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The childish voice sounded in front of her with concern.

Si Tian raised her eyes and saw Ji Ningyi.

"Zhi Le seemed to be crying just now." Ji Ning glanced at his younger brother's room.

Si Tian said, "Let him cry."

As soon as Ji Ning found out that her mother had changed, it turned out that her mother was afraid of Zhile crying, especially when her father was at home.

"Is Ning Yi going to sleep? Let me tell you a story tonight." Si Tian said.

Just now I went to coax Ji Zhile to sleep. Although the ending was not very good, the process was enough. If there is something for the little cub, the big cub should have it too. Si Tian is committed to being a master of Duan Shui.

Ji Ning hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to see Zhile, Mom?"

"No need." Si Tian is very experienced in this matter. When a child cries, comforting him will only make him cry harder, and he will be fine afterward. Let Ji Zhile digest the bad singing, and she will go It's useless to read it.

Ji Ning said "Oh", and pushed open the door of his room. Si Tian looked at some books on his desk and asked, "Ning Yi, which books have you not read?"

Ji Ning said, "It's all over."

Si Tian glanced at these books and felt that Ji Ningyi was a good candidate for a top student: "Then what story do you want to hear?"

As soon as Ji Ning took out a copy of "Andersen's Fairy Tales" from it, he handed it to Si Tian: "The stories here are fine."

Si Tian said yes, and opened it casually, and there were signs that he had seen, because Ji Ningyi put pinyin on some difficult words.

Ji Ningyi is much easier to serve than Ji Zhile, Ji Zhile doesn't listen to what he doesn't listen to.

"Five beans in one pod, okay?"

"Yes, Mom."

Si Tian's voice became a little sweet after lowering and softening, there was no tone incomplete when singing, but after reading a story, Ji Ningyi did not fall asleep.

"Is mom unhappy?" He found that his mother was a little absent-minded just now.

Si Tian said: "I'm not unhappy, I was thinking about Ji Zhile's singing just now..."

"Mom, I can sing too." Ji Ning said.

Si Tian became interested: "Then you want to try?"

Ji Ningyi was a little shy, pinched the hem of his clothes with his fingers, cleared his throat, and sang a nursery rhyme.

Compared with Ji Zhile's pentatonic insufficiency, Ji Ningyi was completely in tune, and it sounded so nice that Si Tian was shocked.

When the last tone fell, Ji Ning pinched his fingers even tighter, and asked her nervously, "Isn't it nice?"

"Of course not!" Si Tian gave Ji Ning a big hug, wishing to use the best words to praise her, "It sounds so good!"

Why is Ji Zhile, who can't sing well, so confident, but Ji Ningyi, who sings well, belittles himself? Are these really two brothers?

Si Tian said: "It sounds very nice, Ning Yi is really amazing."

How could He De, a person with tone deafness, have such a powerful son.

Ji Ning blushed even more when she praised her, and said, "Grandma said, I inherited it from my father."

Si Tian: ...

Si Tian was silent.

Therefore, Ji Jiangzhou's singing is also nice.

The case was solved, and it turned out that Ji Zhile really inherited it from her.

No, Ji Zhile was not born by her, can the soul be inherited?

Si Tian looked complicated, and then said to Ji Ningyi: "Ningyi, don't tell Dad about this."

Otherwise, she would have to be laughed at by Ji Jiangzhou again.

Ji Ning blinked: "Okay."

He agreed without asking any reason.

The corner of Si Tian's lips curved: "This is our secret."

Ji Ningyi also pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Yes."

His and his mother's secret.

Si Tian also struggled tenaciously to get up during breakfast the next day, but she was the last one to reach the living room.

As soon as Ji Zhile saw her, he snorted heavily, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was angry.

Ji Ning said, "Mom, good morning."

Si Tian also responded, and then said, "Ning Yi, I'll take you to school this morning."

Ji Ningyi said: "No need, Dad will take us there, and Mom can just sleep at home."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Jiangzhou looked up at Si Tian, ​​and didn't speak, but Si Tian had already sensed a strong ridicule from inside.

Si Tian smiled awkwardly: "I don't want to sleep that much either."

There's no way, I don't know what's wrong with the system, but it actually asked her to send the child to school. In order to keep her life for five days, Si Tian pinched her nose and dried it.

But Ji Ningyi didn't know why his mother sent them to school today. He knew that his mother didn't like to get up early. He just wanted to let his mother sleep more. Even if no one sent them, he could go to school by himself.

But if mother insists, he will be very happy, nodded and said: "Okay."

Si Tian looked at the other child and asked, "Ji Zhile, what about you?"

Ji Zhile snorted heavily, and turned his head: "I don't want you!"

He is still angry. Last night, he wrote down a page full of grudges, densely packed full of mothers laughing at him. Ji Zhile swore he would remember it for the rest of his life!

Si Tian said: "Okay, then let your father see you off."

Ji Zhile gave the hand holding the spoon a pause, and then angrily chopped up the eggs in the bowl, making a loud clang.

Si Tian frowned: "Are you still eating?"

Ji Zhile really wants to say that I don't want to eat, but thinking of the last two experiences of wasting food, he can only pour milk into the bowl aggrievedly, and drink the last few sips.

He ate very fast today, and his brother and mother hadn't finished eating yet, Ji Zhile said, "Dad, I'm going to school."

He wants to go ahead of his brother.

Ji Zhile was angry for a whole day this time, because the next day was Saturday, he told his father that he would go to sell bottles with Xiao Yuan today.

As usual, the uncle driver sent him downstairs to Xiao Yuan's house. After seeing Xiao Yuan, Ji Zhile went with him to the waste recycling station. It would be closer to the park when going, and the two children went together walk by.

Ji Zhile held the garbage bag and said, "I won't give my mother the money I earned."

Xiao Yuan asked, "Why?"

Ji Zhile counted the bad things her mother did to him with her fingers: "She laughed at me for singing badly, only sent my brother to school, forced me to eat eggs, I hate her."

Xiao Yuan said, "Then what are you going to do with the money you earn?"

Ji Zhile thought for a while and said, "Keep it."

Originally, he planned to buy a skirt for his mother, but now Ji Zhile doesn't want to, he hates his mother!

After walking a few steps, Ji Zhile asked a little embarrassedly: "Xiao Yuan, is my singing really bad?"

Xiao Yuan frowned and thought, "The teacher said we all sing very well."

Ji Zhile was not quite clear either, his eyes wandered aimlessly, and suddenly saw an empty bottle on the lawn, his muscle memory was awakened, Ji Zhile ran over, picked up the bottle, and put them together in a garbage bag .

After finishing, I realized that I promised my father not to pick up bottles. Ji Zhile thought about it and said, "Xiao Yuan, we are protecting the environment, so we are not picking up bottles, right? You can't throw things on the lawn."

Xiao Yuan nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Ji Zhile said, "Then let's look for any bottles that were thrown around."

Si Tian, ​​who was following the two children from a distance, saw this scene and just wanted to help her forehead. Although Ji Zhile didn't want them to go with him at home, they all knew that Ji Zhile was selling bottles, so the parents were naturally worried. Ji Jiangzhou Going to work, Si Tian quietly followed.

She thought that the two children would play or buy something by themselves after selling the bottle, but she never expected that Ji Zhile would pick up the bottle.

This is the first time Si Tian has seen Ji Zhile pick up bottles in real life, and he actually looks decent, and he only picks up the bottles on the ground in a principled manner, not digging through the trash can.

Si Tian restrained her desire to go up and stop it, Ji Zhile had a strong temper, if she knew she was following them, she would definitely get angry again, it was obviously a small dumpling, but inside it was like an angry bag.

Ji Zhile now thinks that picking up bottles is very interesting. It turned out to be to make money, and there was a little pressure. Now it is almost like playing games in kindergarten.

Just as the two children were playing in full swing, a young male voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Kids, are you picking up bottles?"

Ji Zhile raised his head and found that standing in front of them was a young man wearing a hat. Ji Zhile was very vigilant and didn't answer.

The man immediately handed the bottle to Ji Zhile: "I want to give you the empty bottle."

Ji Zhile glanced at it, took it, and said politely, "Thank you uncle."

The man coughed lightly and said, "Kids, you picked up bottles here last week, right? I saw you on TV."

Xiao Yuan opened his eyes wide: "Really?"

Both children were curious and excited about being on TV, but they couldn't let their parents see, so they didn't turn on the TV, but now they heard from others that they were extremely excited.

"Yes, everyone likes you very much after watching TV. I am also a reporter. Can I interview you with a few questions?"

Originally, it was not allowed for parents to see, but they already knew about picking up the bottle, and Ji Zhile felt that there was no need to hide it.

Moreover, Ji Zhile was moved by this uncle's liking. He was worried that his mother didn't like him. If his mother saw TV, would she like him?

So he nodded, and then asked Xiao Yuan: "What about you, Xiao Yuan?"

Xiao Yuan shook his head: "I don't want it." He was afraid of being seen by his mother.

Ji Zhile stood upright and said bravely, "You ask."

The man smiled: "How old are you, kid?"

"Three and a half years old."

The man asked: "It's great that you have come out to make money at such a young age."

The corners of Ji Zhile's lips curled up uncontrollably.

The man asked again: "You went out when you were only three years old, did your parents ask you to come to the park to pick up bottles?"

Ji Zhile was not very happy about this question, and corrected it seriously: "No, I came here on my own."

"Why do you want to come? Children as old as you want to play more. Is it because your parents treat you badly?"

Ji Zhile frowned: "They treat me very well, I don't want to accept your interview."

He thought this uncle was a bad person, so he turned around and pulled Xiao Yuan to leave, but the man stopped them and asked, "Last time you said that your mother hurts when beating people, does she often beat you?"

Ji Zhile was a little scared and flustered, and wanted to run while pulling Xiao Yuan: "No, no, my mother doesn't beat people!"