C7 On Habit or Not

Fortunately, Lu Xinfei's father-in-law knew a few gunners who were working on the wells. They had already made a cross. When the water was used, they would shake it manually and the water would flow out.

It was just that he had to put too much effort into washing his clothes. Every time he shook the water, he would only shake a small bucket. It was not enough for him. In such a situation, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to waste any water.

"Mom …" "You're finally back …" Xiao Hu shouted, but Lu Xinfei couldn't figure out where Xiao Hu's voice came from.

"Where is it?" Lu Xinfei had already arrived at the bedroom and looked at the brick bed. Suddenly, two small heads popped out from the bed. One was Xiao Hu's, and the other was the neighbor's, Zhang Yan's daughter, Zhang An.

It seemed that these two childhood friends of hers were like two inseparable lovers. They were both ten years old this year and were in the second grade.

"What are you two doing in bed?" Lu Xinfei secretly laughed. What are these two unlucky children doing in bed? Play games?

"Rumble …" The thunder outside the window sounded again, and the long ending reverberation was immense. Lu Xinfei trembled in fright as she was completely unprepared.

"Aiya …" The two children suddenly hugged each other and simultaneously crawled into bed.

Only then did Lu Xinfei know that the two children had hidden at home in the rain because they were afraid of thunder.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be fine once I get back." Lu Xinfei's heart immediately felt a bit sad. It seemed like Xiao Hu had been cheated miserably by her incompetent mother.

Lu Xinfei climbed onto the brick bed and pulled the two children out.

"Oh, you haven't taken off your shoes!" Didn't I tell you not to wear shoes on the kang? " Lu Xinfei saw at a glance that these two bastards were still wearing their shoes and hiding in bed! The guilt she felt immediately vanished like smoke in thin air. Lu Xinfei couldn't help but roar.

Lu Xinfei could not be blamed for having such a bad temper. She already hated all the dirty things in this shabby house, and this meeting, she was turned into a pile of dirt by Xiao Hu and An Ran. It was so dirty that even in this rainy weather, she didn't have a 2015 year old washing machine, and she couldn't even wash her clothes.

Lu Xinfei was someone who would never rub sand in Zhang Fei's eyes when dealing with dirty children, because she had never had a child before.

Lu Xinfei made an excuse for her diabolical growl, which was that she shouldn't spoil her child like her true self did. She had to stifle her child's bad habits at an early age, whether through a gradual process or a well-defined method of reward and punishment …

Of course, Lu Xinfei also admitted that she was a tigress herself. She lacked gentleness in her anger, and she liked to accompany a child when he was obedient. However, ten-year-old children liked to mess around most of the time, unless they were sick when they were obedient.

When Zhang An saw Lu Xinfei's bad complexion, he immediately pouted. Previously, Aunt Lu Xinfei rarely scolded her. Aunt Lu Xinfei liked to pamper her and Xiao Hu around the house.

"Aunt, why are you so fierce?" she muttered. "I'm going home …"

"Go back." Lu Xinfei didn't care about his temper as she thought, "It's good to have a habit. When she comes back in the future, she will know the rules so that she won't throw things around or wear them on the brick bed."

Lu Xinfei got off the brick bed. Just as she was about to go out and grab some firewood to burn the brick bed, she heard the two children whispering to each other. Xiao Hu said, "No, I'm afraid of myself. Unless I send you home, you can send me back."

Zhang An said, "Why don't you send me back?" "Hmm …" Humph! "None of the other boys were afraid. They were the ones who sent the girls home …"

Lu Xinfei couldn't help but laugh. In her heart, she added a line that the girls in this kind of TV series liked to add: "Are you still a boy?" Or, "Are you fit to be a man?"

However, before Zhang An could say anything to Xiao Hu, Lu Xinfei had to stop her flirting. She interrupted the two kids' heated discussion, "Zhang An, come down, I can take you home." While she was waiting for Zhang An's reply, Lu Xinfei added, "An Ran, why didn't you come home after you let go of school? Why did you come here?" If Xiao Hu is scared and wants you to be his companion, you can come to your house together. "

Zhang An staggered off the brick bed. This little girl was very skinny, and clearly lacking in nutrition. Furthermore, her movements were very slow, making her look very stupid. It turned out that not only was the chubby guy stupid, but the skinny kid was also slow.

Lu Xinfei was thinking, An Jing is ugly and stupid, I hope Xiao Hu doesn't have to talk to Zhang An when he grows up... Aiya, what am I thinking? Really … He quickly turned his thoughts back.

"My grandma is nagging at my house. She doesn't like my grandma, she's very bad …" Zhang An curled his lips.

"Your grandmother is nagging/What did you/your mother/what?" Only after she finished asking, did she remember that Zhang An was only a child. How could she understand what her grandmother was nagging about?

Sure enough, the child … "Ah …" "Kengchi."

Lu Xinfei rolled her eyes. She thought she could guess half of it. That was, Zhang Yan's mother-in-law definitely nagged that Zhang Yan would bear her grandson again. Zhang Yan's health wasn't very good. She only had An Jing, a daughter that the old lady didn't like. Thus, the old lady had thought of her grandson for ten years and came up with this nagging syndrome …

"Xiao Hu, you must stay home obediently. I'll be back as soon as I send you home." Without any hesitation, Lu Xinfei interrupted An Ran's music.

"I can't do it anymore. If you leave, I'll be scared." Xiao Hu was afraid that he would be left alone at home. He quickly climbed to the edge of the brick bed and pressed it with his right hand. Suddenly, he jumped to the ground.

Lu Xinfei had no reason not to. This broken house had nothing of value and there was no need for anyone to look after the house. Therefore, Lu Xinfei found a broken raincoat and put it on An Ran.

When he walked out the door, he found that the rain had gradually stopped.

"Xiao Hu, your shoelace is open. Tie it up yourself." Lu Xinfei always felt that something was wrapped around her ankles. When she looked down, she saw that Xiao Hu's shoelaces were unlaced. The shoelace was extended and stepped on until it was covered in mud.

Lu Xinfei rejected the original body's idea because she heard the original body say that Xiao Hu was still a child and wouldn't tie his shoelaces. He needed to be a mother to tie his shoes for him.

Lu Xinfei didn't care. Xiao Hu was already ten years old, and Lu Xinfei didn't treat him like a child. Plus, Xiao Hu's shoelaces were so dirty that it was annoying. Lu Xinfei, don't dirty your hands.

In her previous life, Lu Xinfei was both beautiful and clean. Since she came here to deal with dirt all day, in addition to that, she also had to spend all day by the side of the untidy men and children. She thought that she had adapted very well, but if her original body still felt that she had not done well, then it would definitely be her problem. This sovereign dotes too much on the child. She doesn't know that the result of doting on the child is to make the child unable to bear even the slightest bit of frustration in the future.

Lu Xinfei swore to turn Xiao Hu into a perfect man. Perhaps she didn't have to go to some famous university, but she had to have responsibilities, ideals, ambition, ability, and manliness. She was determined not to be like Chen Dayong, useless and useless.

This senior Lu Xinfei's memory still retained the memories of when she and Chen Dayong had just gotten married.

Chen Dayong was never picky when it came to eating. Usually, he just took off his underwear and socks and threw them everywhere. He was counting on his wife to get them together and wash them properly for him. Then, when Chen Dayong needed it, she would ask her daughter-in-law to bring it to her. Therefore, Lu Xinfei herself was actually the old lady at home. No, for free.

Lu Xinfei glanced sideways at Xiao Hu, who was bent over tying his shoelaces, and waited patiently.

When Xiao Hu straightened his back, she didn't see how the department was faring, so she left with Xiao Hu.

"Xiao Hu. Why did you open your shoelace again? " After taking a few steps, Lu Xinfei felt that something was wrong.

"Oh …" Xiao Hu frowned and blinked his eyes. This kind of expression looked quite funny and obedient.

Xiao Hu was a handsome kid. He had a pair of bright eyes and his eyelids looked like they were painstakingly drawn by the creator. They were especially pretty with white teeth and red lips.

"Let me teach you …" Lu Xinfei shook her head helplessly at Xiao Hu's pitiful look. It seemed like she still needed to be a virtuous mother.

After all, this sovereign had already spoiled Xiao Hu for ten years. Even if Lu Xinfei really wanted to let him go, she would have to give Xiao Hu a period of time to adapt, right? Cough cough …

Lu Xinfei bent down to tie Xiao Hu's shoelaces. Only then did she realize that it wasn't that Xiao Hu didn't know how to tie shoelaces, but that the shoelaces were too long. If she tied them on both sides, they would still be stepped on.

Xiao Hu was too young to think of anything else to do, so even if he walked a few steps after tying up, he would still be stepped on.

Lu Xinfei tried to tie it up and repeat it again, and finally OK.

"Mom, I feel like you've changed …" Xiao Hu spoke like an adult sometimes. Feeling Lu Xinfeirou's gentle and elegant aura, he no longer had the fake masculine aura of the female warrior from before. Xiao Hu spoke with a serious tone.

"Oh? Is it getting worse? " Lu Xinfei straightened up and let out a sigh.

"Nor... "It's just a little too quiet …" Moreover, it felt both strange and intimidating at first glance. More importantly, his mother didn't seem to be as nervous as before, she always subconsciously gave Xiao Hu space to think of his own way.