Chapter 815 Stay away from all disputes

  According to the money earned from the small milk tank filming, Wen Churan doesn’t need to live in this hidden place. He can buy a villa in the rich district and even invite a few servants back.

  That life, just think about it, I feel so comfortable.

  Little milk tank also proposed to exchange his hemp for a big villa.

  After all, the money of a big villa can be earned back only by taking the next endorsement.

  It is clear that money is not a problem, but Wen Churan is still reluctant.

After the little milk tank did not follow the unforgiving suggestions several times, Wen Churan told him, "Mama doesn't like empty villas. The atmosphere inside will suppress my breath. It's better to live in this small ocean. The inside of the building feels safe."

  Because in the past five years, she has tried her best to forget the villa and the presidential palace, and she wants to have a new life, simple and ordinary, away from all disputes.

   Entering the house, a scent wafted from the kitchen.

  The little milk can shrugged her nose, as if she had sensed something, and ran towards the kitchen with her legs pulled out.

  As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he saw a plate of glutinous rice dumplings on the table. The white billowing appearance was particularly attractive.

  He couldn't help but cheered, but he did not pounce on his beloved food like an ordinary child.

  Instead, he walked to the children's wash basin specially built for him, carefully washed his hands, and wiped off the water stains with a handkerchief.

After completing this seemingly solemn'ceremony', he then picked up a pair of chopsticks, walked to the table, climbed up the chair swiftly, poke a piece of glutinous rice dumpling with the chopsticks, placed it in his mouth, and took a bite. Chewing slowly, his movements were very gentle and polite.

  Wen Churan only changed his shoes from the hallway and walked into the kitchen. Seeing his concentrating on eating food, she couldn't help smiling and asked, "Is it delicious?"

  The little milk can has no time to speak, and smashes his head hard, expressing that he is very satisfied.

Wen Churan walked over and saw that a large plate of glutinous rice dumplings was almost solved by him, and hurriedly pulled the chopsticks in his hand to stop saying, "If you eat too much glutinous rice, your stomach will feel uncomfortable. That's it for today. I'll make you a glass of milk later, and when I'm done, I'll take a nap and get up to do my homework."

  The small milk can is holding his head, a small face is full of serious expression, but there is still white rice grains on his mouth.

   "Ma Ma, I just want to say a word, homework..."

  Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wen Churan's anger, "No! No matter how busy or tired you are in filming, you can't fall behind in your studies, let alone be lazy and don't do your homework!"

  Said, she commanded again with a serious face, "After finishing the homework in the evening, let me check it again!"

  The corner of the small milk can's mouth twitched, revealing an extremely speechless expression, "Ma Ma...I just want to say...I have finished my homework a long time ago, and let the small dough sticks be handed over to the teacher."

   "Huh?" This time, Wen Churan was stunned. "Did you write it?"

The little milk can jumped from the chair to the ground, walked in front of Wen Churan, looked at her with helpless and disappointed eyes, shook her head, and sighed, "Tsk tsk... Ma Ma, why are you more like me than me? A kid?"

   "I..." Wen Churan opened his mouth, unable to find words to refute.

  I originally wanted to create an image of a majestic mother. How could I have imagined that it would collapse so fast!

  The little milk can turned around, bounced out of the kitchen, and headed to the second floor.

  (End of this chapter)