I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies - Chapter 285
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285 The Considerate Little Cotton-padded Jacket
San Bao was a martial arts fanatic and had a lively and carefree personality. He did not care about many small details. Although he respected his elder brothers and loved his younger siblings, his personality was still a little rough and he could not take into account Tang Tang’s delicate thoughts.
As for Si Bao, he was only a year older than Tang Tang. He was still a child who was willing to act coquettishly and needed to be pampered. Although he looked serious when he stood in front of the stove and cooked, he was completely different when he left the stove.
Only Er Bao, who aspired to become the number one merchant in the country, was able to sense the small changes in Tang Tang’s emotions.
Although Tang Tang didn’t show it just now, a few failures inevitably had a little impact on her because she was a competitive person no matter what she did. She liked to succeed in one try the most, even when she was playing games.
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That was why Er Bao had deliberately found such an excuse, just so that he could have a chance to properly praise her.
Of course, the four boys were all sis-maniacs. They treated Tang Tang like a treasure in their hands, which made Mo Ruyue, who had seen through everything, particularly envious.
She had never experienced what it was like to be loved by her parents and brothers, but she knew that Tang Tang would never experience what she had experienced.
Even if she had never seen her father when she was born, her mother and four brothers who loved her would definitely pamper her like a little princess.
She just didn’t know which family’s kid would benefit from this in the future.
Mo Ruyue shook her head. Rather than worrying about Tang Tang, she should be worried about the poor man who was going to be her son-in-law.
The four older brothers who had a sister complex were even more difficult to deal with than her mother who had a daughter complex.
The six of them drew out six areas and each of them began to draw with a branch.
Fortunately, the place outside was big enough for them to run away even if they had to.
Because Mo Ruyue often had to make her own weapons, her drawing skills were perfect. Her style was to sketch, so it was easy for her to draw a shape.
In addition to studying in the private school, the five babies also had to learn some other skills.
Although Lin Zhiyuan was only a teacher in a private school in a mountain village, he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He was also an all-rounder in poetry.
Therefore, other than teaching what was supposed to be taught in the textbook, he also taught many things that were not taught in the textbook.
The only thing Mo Ruyue could help with was drawing and reading books, as well as lighting up and improving her babies’ martial arts.
At this time, the five babies were all focused on drawing with the dead branches. It was obviously just an entertainment ornament, but it made them create the atmosphere of a competition.
As Mo Ruyue drew, she peeked at the other babies’ drawings out of the corner of her eye.
Even though there was some distance between each of them, for the sake of convenience, she arranged the six of them into two groups of three. With her vision, this distance was not a problem at all.
If they were to fix the style according to their drawings, it might be a big project.
Look at Da Bao’s painting. It was a man in a wide robe with large sleeves. He had an elegant appearance. It was either Lin Zhiyuan or Du Zhongheng. It seemed that although he did not say it, deep down, he still yearned to be an official and become a person like the two gentlemen.
Er Bao drew a God of Fortune, which was in line with his great ambition of becoming the number one merchant.
There was no need to mention San Bao, who had drawn the martial arts star in the sky. This was the patron saint of all martial arts practitioners, so it was normal for him to take it out to draw.
Mo Ruyue couldn’t guess what Si Bao’s drawing was. She had never seen what the God of Cookery looked like. But from the person he drew, he had a pot in one hand and a spoon in the other. He should be the God of Cookery. But why did he look a little similar to Si Bao?
Finally, she looked at Tang Tang. The person she drew made Mo Ruyue stunned.
That was clearly her appearance. Although there were only a few strokes of her eyebrows, it vividly depicted the cold and distant charm between her eyebrows.
Other people drew either the deepest desire in their hearts, the most worshipped idol, or the person they wanted to be the most. Only Tang Tang drew her, Mo Ruyue, which really made her feel very warm and touched.
It was said that a daughter was a mother’s intimate little cotton-padded jacket, and it was indeed so!
Mo Ruyue turned to look at her own drawing and couldn’t help but laugh.
It turned out that she had unknowingly drawn out what she cherished the most.
It was a family portrait painted on the snow. She was holding Tang Tang in her arms, with San Bao and Si Bao standing on her left and right, and Da Bao and Er Bao standing behind her.
In a time without cameras, the only thing that could keep a family’s image was probably a portrait.
“Babies, when the weather gets better and the snow has completely melted, let’s go to the art studio in the city to draw a portrait, shall we?”
Mo Ruyue suddenly suggested.
“Ah? Do you want a portrait? The kind with the whole family? Good, good!”
Si Bao was the first to raise his head and clap his hands as he replied with a smile.
“Mother, can’t we go after we finish building the snowman? Since we’ve already proposed it, we should do it early so that we won’t have to worry about it every day.”
Er Bao had to plan everything and find the most suitable plan. This had already become his subconscious. When Mo Ruyue first suggested it, he immediately started to plan.
“Mother, why do you suddenly want a portrait, and a family portrait at that? Could it be that you’re planning to leave?”
Da Bao, on the other hand, thought deeper. At first, he was worried that his bad mother would sell his brothers and sisters and run away with the money, but later, he was worried that they would become a burden to his good mother and drag her down to go further.
Now that her mother had been awarded by the imperial court, there would definitely be more people who wanted to see her. However, she was not even allowed to spend the new year at home and was going to leave for a long time?
As soon as he said this, the other four babies were stunned. They couldn’t care about their own questions and looked at Mo Ruyue in unison, afraid that they would see their mother nod in agreement.
Mo Ruyue didn’t expect Da Bao to ask such a question. She originally just wanted to draw a family portrait with the babies, but she didn’t expect Da Bao to think so deeply that the other babies were also scared.
“I won’t, Da Bao. Mother won’t be accepting any patients who need surgery from far away until next spring. We must spend the new year together and get rid of all the bad luck this year. We can live a peaceful and healthy life next year and every year after that.”
Mo Ruyue immediately explained to the five babies.
She no longer felt as indifferent as she did when she first met the five babies. Now, she truly treated them as her own children.
They were no longer the NPCs in the books she had read, but living people with flesh and blood.
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