C557 Premature(1)

Jiajia gently caressed Xiaomo's white and tender face. Only then did she feel a little more at ease in her heart. Water came to cool down, and soldiers came to flood. This was the only way she could think of right now.

Jiajia did not go to find Tiantian at the first stop after they returned. Instead, she brought Xiaomo to a hotel. She decided to find a place to stay first. All these years, her salary in the company was not low either. She had saved quite a bit of money in her bank account. She thought that it shouldn't be a problem to deal with these. Actually, she still had a selfish motive, no matter whether she lived in the little house she used to live in. To Jiajia, there was a trace of danger hidden within. She didn't want Xiaomo to return to the Chu family. This was the child she risked her life to give birth to. No matter what price she had to pay, as for Tiantian, she wanted to wait for her to settle down first.

When she returned to the room, Xiaomo had already consciously laid down on the bed. Jiajia was also very happy and at ease. Her son had never let her worry. She sat down in front of the computer and first searched for the specific location of the branch company. Fortunately, it was still in the city. The most important thing was to find a good school for Xiaomo. It became her biggest headache.

She had to find a well-reputed and well-educated primary school. Price wasn't a problem. In this era of entry-level diploma studies, Jiajia hoped that her son would read more books. After all, the conditions were good now. It was not like the era she used to live in. Those who studied in university would become national treasures. But what gave her a bigger headache was that her son's IQ was extremely high. She was really afraid that he would not be used to the Chinese education and that it would be a huge problem for him to get along with his little friends. It was her son's fault for being mature at such a young age.

She clicked on the ranking of Beijing Primary School and thought about it again and again. Jiajia chose this secondary school, which was located at a moderate distance from the company and was convenient to take care of the children. Since the school had found a house, it was much easier to find a house. Jiajia chose a house that was close to the company and primary school. She also discussed with the landlord to look after the house tomorrow. Then, with a strong sleepiness, she hugged her son and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Jiajia took her son to the house early in the morning. The last room that Jiajia chose was a second-hand room with two bedrooms and one living room. The decoration was relatively new. The facilities were also considered complete. What Jiajia valued the most was that the house was only about ten minutes away from the school. Furthermore, it was enough for her to pack up and move in. Jiajia readily signed a one-year contract with the landlord. And... Deliver a deposit for half a year.

In the afternoon, Jiajia brought her luggage with her. Xiaomo lived in the house and it was still considered clean. However, Jiajia considered that Xiaomo was still a child and could not be sloppy in cleaning. She still cleaned the house carefully from inside to outside.

Jiajia was busy all day. She and Xiaomo were exhausted and lying on the bed. Moving home was torture. Jiajia rubbed her sore calves and arms.

At that moment, there was a gurgling sound from Xiaomo's stomach. "Mummy, I'm hungry!" That expression was like a abandoned puppy. It was as pitiful as it could be.

Jiajia laughed. "Let's go. Mummy will take you to a restaurant in China!"

Jiajia brought Xiaomo to a famous food street in Beijing. Along the way, the little guy kept shaking his head and asking her about this. Asking her about it was very surprising. He could not see all of this in America. Like a bird out of its cage, Jiajia could only follow behind him. She was afraid that he would be lost by the crowd if he was not careful.

At this time, it was night time. The night market also came out and the hawkers shouted. There was also the fragrance coming from the specialty restaurants. It made Xiaomo, who was already hungry, even hungrier. He looked at Jiajia with his big wet eyes without blinking. His expression was very lovable.

Jiajia shook her head in amusement, "Let's go. What do you want to eat? I'll take you there!"

After a while, Jiajia's hands were full of things. It was food that they would be filling their stomachs for the next few days. Xiaomo did not lose his spirit as he ate the skewers in his hands. He held the milk tea in his left hand. It was delicious.

"Xiaomo, Mummy told you this is the last skewer. This thing will not be healthy if you eat too much. Do you know?" Jiajia turned into an old woman and followed Xiaomo closely along the way. She kept muttering to him.

"Eat, eat, eat." Xiaomo said indistinctly as he stuffed food into his mouth. His expression was very impatient. Mummy had said such delicious food and words countless times. He could even recite it, alright?

In the end, Xiaomo was dragged back by Jiajia. He knew that the little fellow was perfunctory to her. He tricked her into eating string after string. Jiajia's face was really full of black lines. She regretted so much that her intestines turned green. If she had known earlier, she would not have brought him to some night market. She would have just occasionally eaten those snacks. How could she eat them every day?