MTL - My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Internet Loves Her.

Chapter 80 Then you can’t blame Mianmian

Mianmian didn’t know that someone was watching her secretly.

 She returned to the show's house with other guests. Gu Youyou said that she had learned the clapping game from her mother and wanted to play with her.

So the two little dumplings moved chairs and sat in the yard, playing a little game of you shoot one and I shoot one.

The Ying brothers and sisters, as well as two boys, sat silently on a small bench nearby, watching them.

After a long time, maybe because he felt bored, Wang Ze came over and said, "I want to play too, can you take me to play with you?"

Mianmian immediately said: "Okay."

 But Gu Youyou was not happy and pouted: "Girls play with girls, boys play with boys, it's the same in kindergarten."

Wang Ze was a little angry after hearing this: "Who said that in our kindergarten, boys can also play with girls? It must be that the kindergarten you go to is not good."

Gu Youyou was also angry: "The kindergarten I went to was very good! Mianmian, don't you think so?"

Mianmian was a little confused, with confusion in her **** eyes: "I don't know, I haven't been to kindergarten. What is that? Why should I go? Can I be a mount?"

　　Previously, the popularization of science among the Su family had not reached this level, and Mianmian did not know that children had to go to school.

[Ah, do our aunt and grandma do not know to go to school? ]

　　　[I don’t even know this. Isn’t it possible that I lived in Sangada before? ]

 [Looking forward to my sister-in-law being beaten at school, (funny)]

"What is the mount?" Gu Youyou couldn't understand Mianmian's words, and her little **** stared at her with big eyes.

Wang Ze didn’t know either and was waiting for Mianmian to explain.

“You can just sit on it and then it takes us running. Well, it’s a bit like a car. You sit on it and take us running.” Mianmian gestured with her little hands and made a horse-riding gesture.

Wang Ze saw it and suddenly realized: "Oh, my dad took me to the racecourse. This is how riding a horse is."

"Yes, yes, riding a horse, the horse is the mount, the ancients all used horses to travel." Mianmian laughed, "Riding is fun."

Wang Ze also nodded: "Yeah, riding a horse is really fun!"

Gu Youyou had never been to a racecourse, so she couldn't get in the conversation and was very anxious.

She thought about it again and again before remembering what to say and asked Mianmian: "Which kindergarten does Mianmian go to? Let's go to the same kindergarten?"

Mianmian was confused again: "But you haven't told me yet, what is a kindergarten?"

 Gu Youyou told Mianmian before Wang Ze could: "There are a lot of children playing in the kindergarten. The teacher will take us to play games. There are also a lot of delicious food, which is better than the food cooked by grandma."

“Oh!” Mianmian thought it sounded pretty good, “Then let me discuss with my family when I get home and decide which kindergarten to choose.”

Just as she was talking, Liu Hui came out with her suitcase and called her daughter: "Yuyou, you play here while mom goes to clean the room."

 Gu Youyou was very embarrassed after hearing this.

  She learned in kindergarten that children should help adults do things, but she especially wanted to play with Mianmian. While he was struggling, Mianmian said: "Huihui, Mianmian knows how to clean the room, Mianmian is also here to help."

Xu Weiwei also packed up now and walked out pushing the box. The houses she and Liu Hui were assigned were quite far apart, and she asked her son if he wanted to go there with her.

"I don't want it. I want to go to Gu Youyou's mother's room with Mianmian to help." Wang Ze replied quickly.

Xu Weiwei was stunned, a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

Now her son is much better behaved and doesn't roll around on the floor. Sometimes he loses his temper with her, and she will get better immediately when she mentions Mianmian.

 But her son chose Mianmian between her and Mianmian, which still made her feel strange as a mother.

However, Xu Weiwei loves her son, and there will be no problem with Mianmian anyway, so she has to agree to her son. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Mianmian say: "No, Zeze, your mother also has to clean, so you should help too."

 “Then will you come to my side to help?” Wang Ze asked Mianmian expectantly.

Gu Youyou immediately took Mianmian's hand: "No, Mianmian said she would help my mother."

Mianmian said quickly: "Let me help in turn."

Liu Hui listened and said with a smile: "Cleaning is very troublesome, why don't you go help Zeze's mother first?"

 Mianmian shook his head: "It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of seconds."

Liu Hui couldn't help but be curious after hearing this: It would be difficult to clean a house that has not been lived in for many years. There is a lot of dust and it is stubborn, so how can it be healed in one fell swoop? “Does my sister-in-law have any special method?”

Mianmian nodded: "Yes."

The group of people walked towards the house Liu Hui was assigned to. After arriving, they realized that the house was really bad. At the far west end of the village, there are red brick houses with broken tiles and cracks on the walls.

 The underside of the eaves is full of cobwebs and there is a lot of dust.

Even though Liu Hui was mentally prepared, he was also taken aback.

 Why is it so dirty and shabby?

Since her house is like this, isn't Xu Weiwei's house even more uninhabitable?

Liu Hui frowned, opened the door with the key and walked in.

 Her palm prints were left on the red door, showing how dusty it was. When I looked down at the palm of my hand again, oh, it turned black.

　　　[My God, it’s going to take a long time to clean this up. ]

[This house has not been lived in for at least ten years, and I don’t know how the director obtained the key. ]

Can Yoyo live well in this house? What about kids from big cities? ]

　　[Laughing to death, it seems useless for you to worry. What do you think they are doing? ]

What are you doing?

 Two little breast dumplings are drawing pictures on the door.

Mianmian grinned, knowing that she was being naughty, so she pursed her lips and smiled as cunningly as a little fox.

　　She drew Bai Bai on the door, and also drew a moon to make Bai Bai howl at the moon. Sitting on the white wolf is a little man, a stick figure with simple lines and a cute smile.

 Gu Youyou watched Mianmian drawing on the door, and stretched out her little hand to draw a stick figure with braids and hands next to Mianmian's painting. The lines were crooked.

Children understand the world of children. When Wang Ze saw Mianmian and Gu Youyou draw themselves, he immediately added a stick figure boy with a similar style next to it, with three hairs as hair.

Chu Ye saw it, raised his hand expressionlessly, and began to draw under the painting Mianmian had drawn.

His painting is the same as Mianmian, a child riding something.

Gu Youyou and Wang Ze pouted when they saw Chu Ye's painting, and hurriedly added small animals on it.

The staff recorded the whole scene. The original name of the variety show was "Daily Life of Cute Babies", so every move of the cute babies should be amplified.

Mianmian noticed that everyone was drawing, so she took a few steps back to take a look, and simply added the sun, grass, etc. to make the picture more complete.

“The painting is finished.” Mianmian clapped her hands happily, but suddenly felt her nose was a little itchy, so she raised her hand to touch it.

Gu Youyou looked at it and was startled: "Mianmian, there are insects!"

 It turned out that a spider landed on Mianmian's face, and now it had crawled into Mianmian's palm.

Mianmian walked outside, blew on the little spider, and then clapped her hands: "Okay, I'm going to clean up. You all stay away."

 The children were very obedient to Mianmian's words, and they all ran far away.

Liu Hui, who had just opened all the windows in the house for ventilation, was also kicked out by Mianmian.

 The guests are not in the room, but the staff must be. When Mianmian chased him away, he could only explain: "Sister-in-law, my job is to take pictures of you. You can't chase me away. What if Director Hu criticizes me?"

“Okay, then you can’t blame Mianmian.”

 “It’s not your fault, just do what you want to do.”

After receiving the assurance from the staff, Mian Mian bared her neat and white teeth and smiled, with the same expression as when she was drawing with dust on the door just now.

 She raised her little hand, drew lines in mid-air, and then blew lightly.

The invisible talisman that only she could see spread out into an inexplicable force, and a gust of wind suddenly rose in the room. The breeze blew dust out of the wide open window and landed on the ground.

 The audience in the live broadcast room saw the dust flying up and exclaimed how amazing it was. The next second they found that their high-definition screens had become dirty, as if they were covered with a layer of dust and could not see clearly.

 They couldn’t see it, and naturally they wouldn’t know it. The staff on site were covered in dust and turned into “grey men.”

 (End of this chapter)