The useless stepmother went crazy and became popular in the baby porn show

Chapter 143 Poor little Zhou Huaijing
[Do I need to deduct three points for this mistake?That’s too harsh! 】

[That’s right, two points will be deducted. 】

[I am a student majoring in ceramics. I think Yueyue and Mr. Zhou Xiaojing have done a good enough job. I will deduct two points! 】

[Everyone, please be patient. This Zhang Mingwei is a die-hard fan of Jiang Suwan. Isn’t it normal for us to deduct points from Yueyue more? 】

[Exactly, otherwise, why do you think Jiang Suwan scored nine points twice? 】

Passers-by and netizens disagreed with their statement.

[Persecution delusions, you guys, Xiaowei’s score is quite fair and reasonable. 】

[Yes, Jiang Suwan is indeed the best among everyone in terms of process and results, shouldn’t he get nine points? 】

[I finally discovered that Lin Yue’s fans are really petty.Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison! 】

[You guys have to mention Jiang Suwan no matter what you do, right? 】

[Pay more attention to your idols. The reviews have already begun to overturn. Don’t let all of you retarded fans directly throw them into disrepute! 】

"The last one is Suwan's family." Although Zhang Mingwei was Jiang Suwan's true fan, she did not show any favoritism during the task.Even when explaining Jiang Suwan's score, he just glanced at her twice without any change in his tone.

"Whether it was Su Wan, Song Chizhou or An An, in the process of redoing ceramics, they strictly followed the process taught by the master. There were no problems with the sequence and techniques of the three of them, except for the work. Many details were handled poorly, so I only deducted one point.”

"Oh..." After hearing this, the others all showed expressions of sudden realization.

Lin Yue was the only one with unconvinced eyes.

Shen Hui held Jiang Suwan's arm and stared at her head with envy: "How did you get such a brain? Why do you remember so many programs?"

Jiang Suwan thought for a while and replied sincerely: "Maybe it's because I have a small head, because it's full of essence."

Shen Hui: "...What do you mean? What do I mean by asking you?"

Jiang Suwan didn't speak, and silently turned her gaze to Fu Qingxu who was standing aside: "Qingxu, tell her."

Fu Qingxu hummed, his eyes full of wisdom: "I don't! Don't think that I don't know that you are trying to pass the blame!"

By noon, the first half of the mission came to an end.

Everyone put their works in a ventilated place to dry, and then followed Ye Man and Zhang Mingwei to the restaurant for dinner.

The farm's restaurant is built in the middle of a garden.The area is small, just enough to accommodate five tables of guests.

With fully transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on all four walls, no matter where you sit in the restaurant, you can see the garden full of flowers.

At that time, the sun was just right and there was a gentle breeze. The faint floral fragrance drifted into the restaurant along with the warm light, making the listeners feel relaxed and happy.

"So beautiful!!"

Several children stood on the corridor of the restaurant, looking at the various flowers in front of them.He only reached out his hand to touch it gently, but no one took it off.

"Do you like it?" Ye Man stood beside them and asked leisurely.

"Of course I do!" Li Sangsang replied loudly: "Girls like flowers."

Ye Man smiled, her expression a bit mysterious: "One of the tasks in the afternoon is related to flowers. As long as you complete it well, Sister Xiaowei can give you some flowers..."

"really?"

Several little guys listened and asked in unison.

Ye Man nodded affirmatively: "Of course it's true. Aunt Ye Man never lies to children." "Wow! That's great!" Zhao Yueyan was so excited that she clapped her little hands, her big eyes filled with laughter. Overflowing with expectations: "For the flowers, I must do my afternoon tasks well! I will never be lazy again!"

Li Sangsang echoed: "Me too!"

At this time, Zhou Huaijing, who had not spoken much, quietly approached Song Jinan and whispered in his ear: "An'an, what kind of flowers does your mother like?"

"Huh?" Song Jin'an was a little confused by Zhou Huaijing's sudden question: "Why are you asking me this suddenly?"

Zhou Huaijing's fair little face showed pleading, and he said anxiously: "First tell me what kind of flowers your mother likes, and then I will tell you why I asked."

"This..." Song Jinan became embarrassed.It's not that he doesn't want to tell Zhou Huaijing, but his mother has been changing. He knows what kind of flowers his previous mother liked, but he still doesn't know what his current mother likes.

After thinking for a while, he could only say honestly: "I don't know what flowers my mother likes. I haven't asked her yet."

"Ah..." Zhou Huaijing was visibly disappointed: "Okay then."

Song Jinan followed up and asked, "Why do you ask me this?"

Zhou Huaijing lowered his head and explained in a dull tone: "Because my mother has been in a bad mood recently, and she keeps quarreling with my father and doesn't pay much attention to me. I want to use flowers to coax her, and I think all mothers in the world should They all like the same flowers, so I came to ask you."

After saying that, he sighed very softly.

This pitiful look made Song Jin'an feel sympathy, and he couldn't help but think of the time when Jiang Suwan had not changed.

At that time, like Zhou Huaijing, he had no one to take care of him. He could only follow Jiang Suwan every day, begging her to look at him more.

Both helpless and lonely.

Fortunately, Jiang Suwan has changed now and has become very fond of him. As a result, he has gained the happiness that he has envied for a long time.

So seeing Zhou Huaijing's helpless look, he wanted to help him from the bottom of his heart.

He stretched out his hand, held Zhou Huaijing's hand, and promised him: "It's okay, Xiaojing. I can ask my mother now. When I know what flowers she likes, I will come back and tell you."

When Zhou Huaijing heard this, he suddenly raised his head, his big eyes filled with tears from unknown time.

"really?"

"Yeah!" Song Jinan said with great certainty.He let go of his hand, said "Wait for me", and ran towards Jiang Suwan.

At this time, Jiang Suwan was still taking photos of the garden with her mobile phone, but suddenly Song Jinan squeezed her into his arms.

"Mom!" He raised his head and called sweetly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Suwan put down the phone and pinched his cheek and asked.

Song Jinan tilted his head slightly and said softly: "Mom, what flowers do you like?"

"What kind of flower do you like?"

Jiang Suwan had never thought about this question before, so she was a little startled when she was suddenly asked this question.

She frowned and thought about it carefully, and realized that the only flower she liked was peony.

So he said, "Mom likes peonies. What's wrong? Why do you ask?"

"Humph," Song Jin'an smiled, but kept shaking his head: "It's nothing." He came out of Jiang Suwan's arms, turned around and ran outside: "Mom, I'm going to play!"

(End of this chapter)