Time Travel Adventure

Chapter 116: Nuonuo practices calligraphy, Nannan eats the wrong food

He stopped and just stood there staring at me.

I didn't hear any footsteps, and when I turned around, no one was there. Oh my god, even Dahei was gone. How could he be like that? Did he disappear in an instant?

"You just bully me because I don't know anything." As I walked back home, the anger in my heart slowly disappeared.

Instead, I felt a sense of guilt, "Did I say something wrong just now?"

I made a plan in my mind that when I saw he was about to apologize, I would not steal his clothes.

With a nervous mood, he walked with his broken leg, sat on the stool, and started cursing Xiaobai again.

The guilt that filled my heart disappeared, only half of it remained, when my whole body was soaked in the hot water.

I felt so refreshed that my head was flushed. There was a small stool in the big bathtub. I could sit on it and take a bath. It was so comfortable.

Looking at my wrinkled palms, it seems that I have soaked my hands in water too many times today, and the friction of my fingers makes me feel uncomfortable.

I asked someone to help me wash my hair and change my clothes. Looking at the expensive clothes Xiaobai had prepared, I decided to do it myself.

This material is really expensive and very comfortable to wear. I’m afraid it will be damaged by someone else’s washing.

In the end, I was so tired that I couldn't even straighten my back, so I just let them wash it.

I overestimated myself. These good clothes became wrinkled after I washed them, as if they had been pressed in a box for a long time.

I gave up and sat back at the desk to write. I used very simple handwriting to teach Nuonuo.

I even forgot to ask when he would have time to come back. I was almost ready and started pacing around the door.

I didn’t dare walk far, for fear that Nuo Nuo wouldn’t be able to find me when he came, so I dozed off on the swing.

After a while, I was woken up by Hongdou. The clothes were ready. I got up and saw that the clothes were neatly ironed.

It seems that professional matters should be left to professionals.

After Hongdou left, I realized that Nuonuo was sleeping on the tree branch.

When did this guy come? Why didn’t he call me?

I reached out to poke him awake, but he looked quite cute while sleeping.

I stood on tiptoe and tried to walk away, but as soon as I stepped down, I felt someone looking at me.

When I looked up, Nuonuo was already awake, "Why didn't you call me when you came?"

Nuo Nuo tilted his head, as if thinking about how to answer me. After thinking for a long time, he blurted out two words, "No."

I took Nuonuo and went into the house. I was troubled when I tried to take out the brush. How could I have forgotten the brush?

Looking at the pen that is taller than Nono, I started to worry. Nono should have understood what I meant.

He grabbed a pen happily, and a light came on, and the pen became very suitable for his hand.

"Wow, you're so awesome." These words of praise really came out of my mouth casually. Is this what it feels like to raise a child?

I thought I wouldn't be able to raise a child. I haven't liked children very much since I was a kid.

Because they like to cry too much and are too naughty. They will touch things when they see them and then throw them on the ground.

He couldn't say anything yet, and he started crying before he could say anything, as if he was using crying to cover up his guilty conscience.

I even threatened to have children, but now it seems that it’s not that I don’t like children, it’s that I don’t like naughty children.

I did it again, dipping the pen in ink, licking the pen, and writing, and Nuonuo followed my example.

What he wrote was his own name, and it still looked like a mess, but it was a lot better than before.

It can be seen that he has practiced for a long time at home, but the strokes are completely wrong and he just draws based on his feelings.

It seems that I need to teach the strokes first. I started with the simplest numbers, from one to ten, and we studied for an entire afternoon.

Nuonuo is really smarter than I was at that time. He followed my example and drew numbers from one to ten.

I probably haven't understood the strokes yet, but looking at the numbers on the paper, this is already pretty good, and it's only the first day.

I looked outside and saw that it was already dusk and the sky was getting dark. I watched Nuonuo looking up frequently and the words he wrote became faster and faster.

He was not very skilled in the first place, and it was hard to tell what he was doing when he got faster.

I held down Nuonuo's pen and said, "Nunuo, don't be impatient when talking about this. I've been looking for you. Come find me tomorrow."

Nuo Nuo also noticed the scribblings he had written. He looked at me with guilt on his face and said sorry.

I was a little confused. This guy didn't do anything wrong, why should he say sorry?

The overflowing maternal love is something that cannot be controlled. I said to Nono with heartache that Nono is great, Nono is very well behaved, and Nono doesn't need to say sorry.

After hearing this, Nuo Nuo was even more stunned and his eyes began to turn red.

He also noticed his own abnormality, lowered his head, and stroked the corner of his clothes, not wanting me to see.

I shook my head helplessly, took out a handkerchief, wrapped a few cakes, and some paper and pen, and pushed them in front of him.

She gestured for him to take it away. Maybe the time had really come, so Nuonuo took the things and rushed out the door.

The package was half as tall as his. Nuonuo rushed over very quickly. I began to look forward to tomorrow.

After packing up, I looked at the basin and found that the knife and petals were gone.

I felt that my daughter would definitely be unhappy seeing this scene, and I had already started drafting some ideas to coax her.

The reason I thought so was that when I was teaching Nono to fight just now, I always felt like another pair of eyes were staring at me.

When he looked up, it was gone again. Nuo Nuo didn't react at all. He just glanced at the bed and continued writing his own thing.

Who else could it be but Nannan who poses no threat to Nuo Nuo and keeps staring at me?

Just as I finished thinking, a head popped out from under the quilt and spoke to me in a sarcastic tone.

"So you still remember someone like me." Who else could it be but Nannan?

I asked why I couldn't see her. I thought she was so powerful that she had learned the art of invisibility that even I couldn't see her.

I never expected that she would just crawl into bed when she felt I was about to turn around.

I looked at Nannan's angry little face and didn't know how to comfort her.

"I took out the things to save you, and I promised to teach him how to speak. Otherwise, your little brother Li Yu would have fought with me for three days and three nights."

This is indeed true. My original intention was to prevent Li Yu and Nuo Nuo from fighting. I can’t tell who is stronger.

"Hmph, Li Yu can still get it even if he dies." This affirmative tone also made me understand why Li Yu was so cruel.

It turns out to be because of this after all this time. I tapped my daughter’s little head and understood that they also reject those who are different from them.

"Nannan, everything has its destiny. Since he showed up, he has his reasons. He didn't hurt you. Why are you so angry?"

This certainly didn't appease Nannan, who was just indignant, "What the hell? He is a monster. Who told him to bite you?"

After all this time, you must be feeling sorry for me. I felt warm in my heart and gently kissed Nannan on the forehead.