Madam Li's Identity Is Exposed Again!

Chapter 115: Xiao, you have also had a drink!

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Chi Enen had a face full of black lines, he was really overthinking things! Is this something a five-year-old child should be worrying about?

“Even if he’s good, I don’t like him.”

Chi Jingchen pouted, with a look that said I knew you would say that, “Woman, don’t be too picky. While your skin is still firm, marrying a good man is the sensible thing to do. Look at yourself, flat chested and no curves, average-looking, not highly educated, and still tagged with me. ‘The nearer to the water the sooner to the moon’. What are you dreaming about?”

“Baby Chi! A son never dislikes his mother for her looks, a dog never scorns its home for being poor!” Chi Enen was almost enraged with embarrassment by his words; she wasn’t as bad as he described.

She could accept having a flat chest and no curves, but her looks were certainly not mediocre; she knew she looked okay after grooming herself. As for not being highly educated… She was carrying him in her belly at 18, struggling to make a living overseas, how could she have aimed for a high education?

However, who taught him the phrase ‘The nearer to the water the sooner to the moon’? Do kindergartens teach these things now?

Chi Jingchen saw that she hadn’t spoken for a long time and thought she agreed, so he casually said, “Anyway, I’ve already given Uncle Han your WeChat number. He has added you, remember to accept it. You should chat more privately, feelings need to be nurtured, and who knows, you might end up liking him after talking more. It’s better to kill by mistake than to miss an opportunity!”

There he goes with ‘better to kill by mistake than to miss an opportunity’. Chi Enen was completely speechless, she reached out and pinched his cheek that pretended to be mature, and scolded him playfully, “Alright, little child, thinking too much can stunt your growth.”

Not growing tall was always the greatest sore spot for little friend Chi Jingchen. Sure enough, once she hit the sore spot, the little guy’s expression changed, and his words were venomous, “Chi Enen! Men just mature more slowly than women. I will grow taller in the future, but your chest will stay small forever.”

“You drank from it too.”

“!” Bae Chi was caught right in the act; his little face went from black to red to faintly green, and he didn’t find the words to retort for half a moment.

Chi Enen took the chance to ride the bike toward home.

After finally arriving home and parking the bike, they went upstairs. The little guy, who had been fuming all the way, suddenly blurted out, “I had no choice, otherwise I would have definitely chosen the bigger ones!”

The bigger what? Chi Enen was stunned for a moment before she realized what he was referring to, and couldn’t help but laugh and smooth things over, “Yes, big master, my chest is too small, it’s tough on you.”

She took out the key and opened the door.

They were currently renting a small apartment with two rooms and one living room. Although it was far from the radio station where she worked, it was close to Baby Chi’s kindergarten. Furthermore, there was a market nearby which was very convenient. Most importantly, the price was right, so Chi Enen decisively rented it, and it turned out to be the correct decision. Bae Chi was growing, and living near the market was better than near the subway station—it was quiet, and she could buy fresh vegetables after work to cook, which was not only better for the child’s health but also saved a lot of money compared to expensive calcium supplements for children.

“Baby Chi, go wash your hands and rinse your mouth as soon as we get home.” As soon as they entered, Chi Enen put down her things and headed for the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator, glanced over the contents inside, and took out the wax gourd, minced meat, tomatoes, and others, not forgetting to look over her shoulder to urge, “Change your clothes too, then you can play with your mobile phone or watch television on the sofa; I’ll call you when dinner is ready.”

“Okay.”

Without her instructions, Chi Jingchen had already washed his hands, rinsed his mouth, changed his clothes, and was sitting on the sofa playing with his iPad.