Chapter 2202: Thinking of a Good Idea

Because there is an auntie who cleans, the hygiene inside is not considered bad.

However, the untouched breakfast on the table made Jiang Baobao immediately stare at Jiang Mobai.

"What is going on here, skipping breakfast again? Do you not know that your stomach cannot handle being hungry!"

"Ah, I'm eating it now, I'm eating it now."

Jiang Mobai grabbed a sandwich and started eating.

Wolfing it down.

Jiang Baobao said directly: "Slow down, and drink some milk."

Picking up the milk glass, Jiang Baobao realized the milk was cold.

Helplessly shaking her head, she set off for the kitchen, preparing to help heat it up.

But as soon as she opened the microwave, Jiang Baobao let out a startled cry.

"What, what is this black stuff inside the microwave?!"

Jiang Mobai rushed over to take a look, then explained: "Don't be afraid, it's the material I use for car models. I put it in here to heat it up so it's easier to shape."

"What, you put these chemical substances in a place for heating food? It's full of odors now, how can I heat up food in here!"

"It'll be fine once the smell dissipates, it won't affect anything."

As Jiang Mobai spoke, he hurriedly took out the materials and then manually fanned the microwave.

Jiang Baobao did not want to look at this scene for even a second.

She frowned, found a small milk pot, poured the milk into it, and placed it on the stove to heat.

While waiting, Jiang Baobao nagged: "You cannot be so reckless, what if you really get poisoned?"

"I know, it won't happen again."

"And those models you fiddle with all day, are they really that attractive to you?"

"Yes, they are very interesting."

"Then why have I never seen you like them this much before?"

"Maybe... I couldn't calm my mind down before."

"You can now?"

"Of course, it can kill time and temper my temperament, how great is that."

Jiang Mobai said these things calmly, content that shouldn't have come from his mouth.

Yet it didn't seem out of place.

Jiang Baobao glanced over.

This glance made Jiang Baobao realize that her son's emotions were truly stable.

His entire state was also very relaxed.

This was exactly what Jiang Baobao had been looking forward to.

But not eating properly... was also quite worrying.

"Mom, the milk is boiling over."

Hearing Jiang Mobai's reminder, the distracted Jiang Baobao hurriedly turned off the stove and lifted the small milk pot.

But as soon as her fingers touched the handle of the pot, Jiang Baobao was burned.

Fortunately, Jiang Mobai was quick-eyed and fast-handed, helping to put the small milk pot back on the counter, preventing all the heated milk from spilling out.

Seeing Jiang Baobao's fingers turning red, Jiang Mobai asked: "Does it hurt a lot? I'll find you some burn ointment."

"No need, just rinsing it under cold water will do."

Jiang Baobao said, turning on the faucet and rinsing her fingers under the running water.

The ice-cold water took away the burning sensation on her fingers.

Jiang Baobao's tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.

Jiang Mobai still found a box of burn ointment and said: "This ointment was originally prepared for me; I didn't expect to use it on you first. Looking at it this way, you are more worrying than I am."

The son's slightly teasing words made Jiang Baobao feel a bit embarrassed.

In order to regain some face, Jiang Baobao explained: "Mom was just being careless, it's not the same as you!"

"Oh."

"Remember, eat your three meals normally from now on. If I find out again that you aren't eating properly or sleeping properly, I will take you back!"

"Got it, I promise I can do it."

Jiang Mobai agreed very readily.

As for whether he could do it...

Jiang Baobao was not sure.

All she could do was come over to supervise from time to time.

Watching Jiang Mobai finish his sandwich and drink his milk, Jiang Baobao went home.

Just after getting out of the car, Jiang Baobao saw Wei Yangyang sitting on the garden bench, earnestly crocheting something.

The sunlight was warm, shining on Wei Yangyang, making her feel very comfortable.

Her crocheting movements were neither hurried nor slow, yet she was at ease.

Perhaps imagining some beautiful scene, the corners of Wei Yangyang's mouth were even slightly curled up.

It was truly warm and tranquil.

Jiang Baobao could not help but be attracted.

She walked over slowly, first looked at the thing in Wei Yangyang's hands, and then commented: "What an exquisite little hat."

Hearing the voice, the focused Wei Yangyang finally looked up.

Seeing it was Jiang Baobao, she smiled and said, "Didn't you go to Mobai's place? Why are you back so soon?"

"Sigh, I don't have that much to talk about with that brat."

As Jiang Baobao spoke, she leaned over and sat down beside Wei Yangyang.

The warm light made Jiang Baobao close her eyes.

After stretching, Jiang Baobao sighed with emotion: "Basking in the sun, my whole body feels comfortable."

"Indeed, it's just right for getting some calcium."

"But remember to wear a hat next time you bask in the sun, so your little face doesn't get tanned."

"Ah, I completely forgot about that; it's a good thing you reminded me."

Wei Yangyang's words made Jiang Baobao think of something.

She was seen murmuring with a look of melancholy: "If only there were someone who could remind Mobai all the time, that would be great."

"What, is Mobai still unable to eat properly?"

Wei Yangyang's guess was very accurate.

Jiang Baobao smiled bitterly: "Yes, and I even caught him red-handed. I've been wanting to find someone to keep an eye on him every day, but such a person is hard to find."

"Indeed, someone who wouldn't make Mobai resent them, who has the authority to speak, and whom we could trust... it really is difficult to handle."

After Wei Yangyang finished speaking, she shook her head lightly.

But when she looked up, she discovered that Jiang Baobao was dazed, her gaze fixed in place.

"Mom?"

Wei Yangyang's soft call made Jiang Baobao's body tremble.

Her fingers even knocked the ball of yarn off the bench.

"Oh, look at me, so clumsy."

As Jiang Baobao spoke, she leaned over to pick up the ball of yarn, patted off the grass leaves stuck to it, and then placed it into a small bamboo basket.

Wei Yangyang did not pay attention to the ball of yarn, but asked worriedly: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm very well."

At this moment, the worry was already gone from Jiang Baobao's face.

Instead, she wore a smile.

It was not a forced smile, but the joy brought by having figured something out.

This left Wei Yangyang confused.

She was just about to ask, when she saw Jiang Baobao stand up with a "whoosh" and say: "You take your time, I'm going out for a moment."

Jiang Baobao left in a great hurry.

Wei Yangyang was left sitting there, completely bewildered.

However, after a short while, someone poked their head out and crawled over from behind the flower bushes.

Wei Yangyang was startled by her appearance.

Stroking her chest, Wei Yangyang asked: "Momo, why are you like a cat, appearing so suddenly?"

"Hehe, that just shows how agile I am."

Li Moning walked around the flower bushes, sat down beside Wei Yangyang, and started chatting: "Where was Mom going in such a hurry?"

"I'm not sure, Mom didn't say."

"Oh."

Li Moning responded casually, then stared at the item in Wei Yangyang's hands and started praising her: "Sister-in-law, this little hat you're making is really pretty!"

"What, do you want to learn again?"

Now, whenever Wei Yangyang saw Li Moning's little expression, she could guess what she was thinking.

Li Moning did not deny it either; she pursed her lips and nodded lightly.

Then she asked: "If I master the technique, can I make adult-sized ones too?"