Chapter 62

By the time Ye Jiaying got up on Saturday, Xiao Yao had already come back from exercising early and brought her breakfast. An adult is more sleepy than a child, which makes Ye Jiaying feel embarrassed. On Sunday morning, Ye Jiaying sleeps very shallow. Xiao Yao moves and Ye Jiaying wakes up.

"Bayi, don't buy breakfast outside today. I'll cook it for you at home." After washing, Ye Jiaying said to Xiao Yao, who has changed clothes and is ready to go out for exercise, "how long do you exercise early? I'll calculate the time to prepare breakfast for you." Last night in the restaurant, although Xiao Yao was embarrassed by Xiao Yao, Ye Jiaying still took Xiao Yao to the supermarket to buy a lot of things on her way back, ready to cook for him.

"About an hour." Xiao Yao replied.

"It's been such a long time. You're so young. Can't you break it?" Ye Jiaying is a little worried.

"It's OK. It's mainly jogging, then boxing. My master is a former coach of the National Wushu team and a professional. My early exercise plan was approved by him. " Xiao Yao smiles.

"You can also do martial arts," said Ye Jiaying, looking at the watch on her wrist. "That's OK. You can practice your martial arts. Don't go out of the community. Pay attention to safety."

Xiao Yao promised to go out. Ye Jiaying saw that it was still early and began to clean up the room. Xiao Siqi's master bedroom door was closed and Ye Jiaying didn't move. It took more than half an hour for Xiao Yao's living room, kitchen, bedroom, music room and activity room to clean up. After a short rest, Ye Jiaying can start to make breakfast.

When breakfast was ready, Xiao Yao came back sweating. The time was right.

"Take a shower and change your clothes." As soon as Xiao Yao came back, Ye Jiaying rushed to the dining table and waved, "everything has just come out of the pot. It's still hot. It needs to cool a little. You can take a shower and eat again. The temperature is just right. "

"Oh," Xiao Yao's aggrieved little eyes flashed at Ye Jiaying, and then he went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After taking a quick shower, Xiao Yao directly sat down at the dining table, grabbed the fork and began to eat. Breakfast is western style, toast sandwiched with fried eggs, fried bacon and boiled tomato slices and lettuce leaves, with fresh milk. It's not too complicated, but it's absolutely first-class. It looks very appetizing when it's combined with yellow, red, green and white. The crust around the bread slice is carefully cut off, leaving only the middle part. It's very delicate and attentive. It tastes delicious.

"Delicious Xiao Yao wolfs it down, but he hasn't forgotten to give Ye Jiaying a thumbs up. I was thinking that this is the way life is. What's the use of eating takeout with dad.

After breakfast, Xiao Yao had a rest for a while and then continued to practice. Ye Jiaying had nothing to do after she had finished her breakfast. Looking at Xiao Yao's home, the activity room was full of cushions and sound systems, and the space was large enough, especially the mirror with armrests on both sides of the wall. As a dancer, she couldn't help running into the activity room.

After half an hour of modern dance and half an hour of yoga, Ye Jiaying, who comes out of the activity room, finds that Xiao Yao's piano practice is over. She nests in the sofa in the living room, wearing earphones in her ears, reading a book in her hand and reciting words in her mouth.

"What are you looking at? Do you read while you watch? " Ye Jiaying strangely walks over and glances at the book on Xiao Yao's hand.

"Well? It doesn't look like Chinese on the cover. " Ye Jiaying took a closer look. "It doesn't seem to be English either?"

"What are you looking at?" Ye Jiaying comes to Xiao Yao and looks at the contents of the page.

"Ah! What are you doing? " Xiao Yao is wearing earphones to read a book. He doesn't notice that Ye Jiaying is close to him until Ye Jiaying suddenly gets in front of him and is startled. Take off the earphone on the head and say, "give me a fright."

"What are you looking at? I can't understand it. It's not English. " Ye Jiaying didn't scare Xiao Yao at all. She did it on purpose.

"Oh, it's French. I'm learning French Xiao Yaodao. Xiao Yao's English level in his previous life has been very good. The product of exam oriented education, grammar and so on, is no longer a problem. This life with far more than ordinary people's memory, hard to add some words, English has no need to learn. In order to play more happily in the future and grow up to go to the waves all over the world, Xiao Yao began to teach himself French last year.

"French? Is English taught in our school? " Ye Jiaying asked.

"Well, my English is already very good, so I teach myself French." Xiao Yao replied.

"Self study... French?" Just now, when she came back from her exercise in the morning, she went to the breakfast to steal food. After she was found to teach her how to take a bath, her small eyes made her feel that the child was an ordinary child. Now, Ye Jiaying knows that this is still the evil.

"How far have you studied yourself?" Ye Jiaying asked.

"Beginners, only simple dialogue." Xiao Yao said, "I spoke French with the pianist in that restaurant last night."

"Is this a simple conversation?" Ye Jiaying thought it was a simple greeting or something, but Xiao Yao said that the conversation with the pianist in the restaurant yesterday was in French, which was also a simple conversation? Well, maybe. She doesn't know French anyway."Well, you do what you want. I'll make lunch." Ye Jiaying thinks that if she stays with Xiao Yao a little longer, she will doubt her intelligence.

Breakfast is western style, lunch is Chinese style. Beef stewed with potatoes, mushroom and vegetable heart, celery and Lily soup, tomato and egg soup, three dishes and one soup with one meat and two vegetables and rice, simple home dishes, all have the same color, flavor and taste. Xiao Yao wants to make this godmother his stepmother.

Yesterday, the playground played all day. In the morning, he was comfortable at home playing the piano, reading and learning foreign languages. Xiao Yao thought that he could also play the piano and write at home in the afternoon. As a result, Ye Jiaying doesn't do it and wants to pull Xiao Yao out. This time I'm going shopping and buying clothes.

"Shopping? No Although the body is only seven years old, but the soul has been more than 30 years old Xiao Yao naturally know how terrible it is to accompany a woman shopping, a face of resolute refusal. "I don't have no clothes, and my clothes are very good. Why do I buy clothes?"

"I've seen your wardrobe. It doesn't look good inside. I'll buy you some beautiful ones." Ye Jiaying said.

"I think it's good." Xiao Yaodao. Xiao Yao's clothes are all chosen by himself. He thinks his vision should be good.

"What's good? Look at your clothes. Their styles, colors, patterns are similar to those worn by people of your father's age. It's like a seven-year-old's dress. It's not cute at all. " Ye Jiaying is also persistent.

"What? lovely? I don't want to be called cute. " The soul of Xiao Yao in his thirties can't stand it, and his heart is broken.

"No, I have to go." Ye Jiaying's eyes showed perseverance, and finally threatened, "what? I was recognized as a godmother yesterday, but I'm not obedient today? "

"That's what I'm going to do." Xiao Yao is dying.

"Is it a problem for a mother to take her son to buy clothes?" Ye Jiaying said.

"But I have clothes to wear." Xiao Yao wants to cry without tears.

"But I didn't buy them. Now that I'm your mother, I have to buy some clothes for you." Ye Jiaying is unmoved, and the reason seems to be quite sufficient.

"Why?" Xiao Yao's heart is full of tears.

"No, because I'm your mother now. You have to listen to me." Ye Jiaying seems to have exhausted her patience. "I'm not going to kill you when I buy you clothes. As for such a creaky thing? Don't force me to take coercive measures. "

Xiao Yao wanted to say "in fact, you may not beat me", but he finally put up with it. "All right, all right," Xiao Yao gave in. He thought in his heart: "anyway, you are not my stepmother now. You can buy it, and I can not wear it when I buy it back. You don't care. "

Xiao Siqi now lives in a community not far from the CBD, where there are large commercial buildings. They don't need to go too far.

Xiao Yao followed Ye Jiaying into the commercial building with a fearless heart, but the result was not as bad as he thought. Ye Jiaying, as a popular actor in the front line, naturally has a good taste in fashion.

Although Xiao Yao is only seven years old, he is a boy after all, and his temperament is definitely not that kind of cute child, and Ye Jiaying will not match his clothes casually. The clothes Ye Jiaying chose for Xiao Yao are only younger in style, brighter in color and less childish in design. Therefore, the overall effect of wearing them is basically a little handsome, but not a little cute.

Why did Ye Jiaying deliberately mention the word "cute"? Maybe it's to stimulate Xiao Yao on purpose...

anyway, the result is not bad, so Xiao Yao has no emotion. Just before I went out, I just got rid of the idea of turning godmother into stepmother.

Since Xiao Yao's school is a boarding school, the students will arrive on Sunday evening and have to sleep in the dormitory on Sunday night. As a life teacher, Ye Jiaying also has to go to work on Sunday evening to meet and take care of the children.

Therefore, Ye Jiaying and Xiao Yao didn't hang out for a long time. When they got home, they had dinner early and cleaned up. After that, Ye Jiaying took Xiao Yao to school. Of course, Xiao Yao did not forget to take advantage of Ye Jiaying to clean up the tableware after dinner when quietly hiding the mobile phone back to the bag.

The school is not allowed to send students' cars into the campus, whether it is taxis or private cars. Ye Jiaying and Xiao Yao get off the taxi at the school gate and go to the school. Two big and one small three people came down from a black car that had just stopped in the roadside parking space behind the taxi.

"Xiao Yao!"

Hearing a shout with excitement, Xiao Yao and Ye Jiaying turned their heads together.

"Yao Yao!" Seeing that it was Cheng Yaojia, his deskmate, Xiao Yao also waved his hand. Cheng Yaojia was holding her parents' hands, but when she saw Xiao Yao turning back, she quickly dropped her parents' hands and ran to Xiao Yao.

"Slow down, don't run." Cheng Yaojia's mother immediately rushed a few steps to catch up.

"Xiao Yao, is this a classmate in the class?" Ye Jiaying smiles and looks at the round face pretty girl in front of her. I didn't expect that the evil boy was very popular in the class."Well, this is my deskmate." Xiao Yao replied.

"Hello little sister, I'm teacher Ye of class three." Ye Jiaying takes the initiative to say hello to Cheng Yaojia.

"Teacher ye? Xiao Yao, is your mother a teacher At this time, Cheng Yaojia's mother, who followed her daughter, heard Ye Jiaying's words and asked curiously. She saw Ye Jiaying and Xiao Yao get out of the taxi together in the back, and instinctively thought it was her mother who sent her son to school.