boyutpedia Chapter 401 Aunt, I Will Complain
Chapter 401 Aunt, I Will Complain
In the Shell House.
Zang Hong and Xiang Xiang had just returned from the beach when they unexpectedly heard a knock on the door.
Jiang Jiang walked over to open the door. When she saw that it was Xiao Xingchen and Zong Zong, she was somewhat surprised and immediately moved aside to let the two little guys in.
After Xiao Xingchen entered the room, he stuffed the wind chime he made into Xiangxiang's hand without saying a word.
Xiangxiang had never seen such beautiful things before. Her eyes were full of surprise and joy, and she looked very happy.
Zong Zong handed the wind chime to Jiang Jiang somewhat awkwardly.
"This is a wind chime my mother made for us just now. It's beautiful and can be hung. I thought there were several wind chimes in the castle, so I brought one for you."
"Every household has one, right?"
Zang Hong raised her eyebrows and just looked at her son.
"Did the boss ask you to bring it?"
Zong Zong didn't know how to explain that he had done it himself, so he fell silent for a moment.
"That was made by Zong Zong himself. This one was made by me."
Xiao Xingchen suddenly spoke, and what he said was exactly what was in Zong Zong's heart.
"Zong Zong thought it was beautiful, so I gave you the wind chime. It's something other orcs don't have. Only the castle and you have it. The incense was also made by me."
"Thank you, Brother Xingchen!"
Xiangxiang happily hugged Brother Xingchen and really felt that Brother Xingchen was so good to her.
Little Xingchen also likes his sister Xiangxiang very much. Even when he was held by her, he did not move away. It can be seen that they usually have a good relationship.
After listening to Xiao Xingchen's words, Zang Hong looked at Zong Zong over there.
"Why didn't you tell me you made it yourself? I thought every household had it."
As she spoke, she hung up the wind chime herself, feeling a little complicated for a moment.
"If Little Xingchen hadn't told me, I would have misunderstood it."
She turned and looked at her son again.
"Can you be more direct in expressing your feelings in the future? Didn't you grow up around Chen Anmeng and the others? Chen Anmeng is so direct with her words, so why are you a little less expressive when it comes to your emotions?"
Zong Zong didn't know how to explain Zang Hong's words.
In fact, he is not an orc who is good at expressing his emotions.
From childhood to adulthood, even though I have always been raised in love, I am not as good as other children in expressing my needs and emotions.
Jiang Jiang looked at Zong Zong's embarrassment and felt somewhat helpless.
"It's so hard for the child to come here once. If you start lecturing him once he comes, he might not want to come again next time."
He will also kindly remind you.
Because Zang Hong often mentioned Zong Zong after the family meeting. He always said that seeing Zong Zong was like seeing the mortal world in the past.
Now that they finally meet, shouldn't a mother have a good talk with her son?
Although she didn't mean any harm in saying this, she always preferred to say nice things.
But Zong Zong is still young, and I am really worried that Zong Zong will misunderstand Zang Hong.
"I'm afraid there are some things Chen Anmeng doesn't know the Pope well enough."
Zang Hong came to Zong Zong and looked at his little face carefully.
"Because he looks too similar to Fanchen. I guess Chen Anmeng will think of Fanchen every time she sees Zongzong. In that case... no matter what Zongzong does, I guess Chen Anmeng will condone it."
Although she also spoiled her children, she was different from Chen Anmeng.
"It's best not to spoil males from a young age. Otherwise, they'll suffer when they find a partner in the future. They won't know how to do anything and will definitely be despised."
She unintentionally expressed her idea of favoring girls over boys.
Zong Zong clenched his fists tightly, then mustered up the courage to look up at Zang Hong.
"My mother was very good to me, but she wasn't as indulgent as you said."
This was the first time he expressed his emotions so clearly.
"She was never like what you said. She taught us what was right and what was wrong. She was very kind to us."
"Yo yo yo, you've even learned how to maintain it."
Zang Hong was really about to laugh out loud because of Zong Zong.
"You. If you don't have a good father. You have no blood relationship with Chen Anmeng at all. Do you think he will really treat you well?"
If it weren't for Fan Chen, Zang Hong would never have believed that Chen Anmeng would be so kind to other people's children.
Wasn’t Yangyang a ready-made example back then?
Yangyang had no father or mother at that time, so why didn’t Chen Anmeng lend a helping hand and raise him?
If Xiaoqi hadn't offered to take care of Yangyang, Yangyang might not have grown up yet, let alone turned into a human form.
"Auntie, I will complain."
Little Xingchen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke and looked at his aunt.
"I'll tell Mom and Dad what you said."
"Hey little guy, are you going to complain again?"
Zang Hong's attitude towards Zong Zong was completely different from that towards Xiao Xingchen. I wonder if it was because he was afraid of something.
"I'm talking to my son, and you're complaining? Isn't that a bit too much, little one?"
"Don't talk about my brother."
Even though Xiao Xingchen is very young, he is wholeheartedly protecting his younger brother.
"My brother is fine."
"I know your brother is a good person. He's my son, how could he not be good?"
Zang Hong reached out and touched Xiao Xingchen's little head.
"Alright. I'm not talking about Zong Zong, so don't complain and talk nonsense later."
As she spoke, she took out two fruits she had saved and gave one to each of them.
"Take it back and eat it. Thank you for bringing the food."
Xiangxiang was still holding onto brother Xiao Xingchen's clothes reluctantly, obviously not wanting to let go.
"If you want to play, let's play tomorrow. It's already late today."
Zang Hong held Xiang Xiang in her arms, then looked at Jiang Jiang.
"Send them both back."
"Ah."
Jiang Jiang immediately came to the two little guys, holding one in each hand and walked away.
Zang Hong looked at the wind chime she had hung by the window. The wind blew, and the chime swayed gently, a beautiful sight. Her mood was somewhat mixed.
If Fan Chen were still alive, would he let Zong Zong come to deliver the wind chime? Probably not. Because for Fan Chen, he is definitely the one he hates the most.
"Mother, you are crying."
Xiangxiang stretched out her little hand and wiped her mother's tears with heartache.
"Why? Don't cry."
"Ah. I just miss your father."
Zang Hong smiled helplessly, then looked at her beautiful and delicate daughter.
"I was just thinking, it would be nice if your father were still alive."
Xiangxiang actually didn't have much of an impression of her father, because Jiang Jiang was also very kind to her.
"Okay. You should go to bed early too."
Zang Hong put her daughter on the bed and looked at her tenderly.
"You have to go to school tomorrow when you wake up. Go to bed early, or you won't have energy tomorrow."