Chapter 42 Let’s go together

Su Yan nodded indifferently.

"Yizhi, come here and learn from me. Brother Su Yan is really good at pinching." Mianmian jumped up and ran over to hold Yi Zhi's hand.

The two soft little hands were held together. Yi Zhi's face was a little red, and she lowered her head and let Mianmian pull her over.

The movements of the three little dumplings caught Bai Wen's eyes, and Bai Wen looked puzzled.

"What's the point of making a clay figurine? Have you never played with it?"

Bai Wen scratched his head, how could there be a child who has never pinched a clay figurine?

Hearing this, Yi Zhi's head lowered, her hands hanging by her sides, stirring her clothes, and her feet filled with embarrassment.

Mianmian said calmly and generously: "I haven't played it because my mother is very busy."

"Oh, that's right." Bai Wen nodded.

Mianmian didn't mind very much, and pulled Yi Zhi: "Let's continue to learn how to make clay figurines."

Seeing the three little dumplings huddled together again, Bai Wen instantly felt like he was being squeezed out.

Jian Xi also came over, "Yes, we can still take care of each other."

She looked at Sang He and saw Sang He standing there without changing his expression, not even looking towards her.

At this time, there was also a lot of discussion on the barrage.

Why are you here?

[Hahaha, Mianmian’s expression is so funny, I want to cut it out and use it as an emoticon pack.]

Without continuing to talk to Sang He, Hu Wei turned around and started chatting with other mothers.

Sang He looked at the scenery outside the window and said lightly: "I haven't thought about it yet."

But not only did no one speak for him, everyone looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

"Oh." Hu Wei curled her lips.

Lowering her eyes, Hu Wei nodded, "Okay."

Looking at the clay figurine that he had been pinching for a long time, Bai Wen's mouth dropped, and then he cried with a "Wow" sound.

Hu Wei suddenly asked Sang He, who had been silent until now: "Sang He, what are you going to do for Mianmian?"

"I still have mud here, you can knead it again." Wen Nan threw the balled mud on the table.

Hu Wei looked confused.

[It’s really too much. Not only did you break someone else’s clay figurine, but it was also crumpled into a ball. Let alone a child, I would be angry if you put it on me. 】

After saying this, Wen Nan ran back to his table.

Thinking of what Tao Xuan said during lunch, Hu Wei's bad feeling towards Sang He increased even more.

The three people left together, Xu Qing walked to Sang He, "Are we together?"

He didn't mean it, how can you blame him?

Thinking this, Wen Nan directly stretched out his hand and kneaded the clay figurine's face into a ball.

The other children also continued to make clay figures.

In desperation, Wen Nan could only say unnaturally: "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Sang He turned his head and looked over.

[It made me laugh so hard. I guess Mianmian was thinking at this moment that I just wanted Su Yan to teach me how to make a clay figurine. Why did a bunch of people surround me in the end? 】

[This kid Wen Nan is so awesome. Even if he didn’t mean it, he didn’t even apologize? Is this how Tao Xuan teaches his children? 】

"I want to buy some wood for Yanyan to make a wooden sword for Yanyan. Why don't you go in and have a look?" Xu Qing pointed to the shop on the side and asked.

After walking around, Xu Qing bought the sandpaper cutter and tassels, but was a little worried when paying for them.

Although it seemed like an innocent inquiry, Sang He saw something else in Hu Wei's eyes.

"Weiwei, let's form a team. I just had some ideas in the car." Tao Xuan said with a smile.

This is obviously a cliché.

He glanced at Bai Wen and said, "Why are you crying? I didn't mean it."

Mian Mian's voice was milky and unconvincing.

Yi Zhi followed Wen Nan's instructions, took the force, and made a crater in her head.

Sang He nodded and the two of them walked in.

"I'm not wrong, why do I have to apologize?" Wen Nan was a little relieved when he saw Su Yan crying so sadly, but when he heard what Mianmian said, he became tough again.

Wen Nan let out a puff of air from his nose, and his tone became worse, "I already told you that I didn't mean it. Besides, if it breaks, you can just pinch it again. What's the big deal?"

【Children are so funny hahaha.】

Mianmian looked at Wen Nan, who was furious, and then at Su Yan, who was crying in tears.

Hu Wei glanced at Sang He and hesitated whether she should go over and continue to show her goodwill.

Wen Nan, who was immersed in shaping the clay figurine, saw the situation here and hurriedly came over, "I'll come too, I'll come too."

Seeing this, Bai Wen cried more and more, like a faucet that couldn't be turned off.

The mothers chatted lively, discussing what crafts to make, and soon came up with several ideas.

"My clay figurine!" Bai Wen cried and pointed at Wen Nan, "It's all your fault for breaking my clay figurine."

"Sang..." As soon as Hu Wei raised her foot and was about to walk over to team up with Sang He, Tao Xuan came over and took her arm affectionately.

After everyone had finished chatting, the director team drove the mothers to the shopping place.

Wen Nan originally felt a little guilty, but now that he was accused by Bai Wen, all that feeling of embarrassment was gone.

"When you pinch this head, you must make it round." Wen Nan said.

And in the car at this moment.

Bai Wen had already molded Jian Xi's entire face out of clay. The clay was not dry to begin with, but when Wen Nan touched it like this, the clay figure's face became somewhat deformed.

"Yeah." Sang He responded quietly.

"It was broken because your arm touched it." Bai Wen cried even more sadly.

Wen Nan grabbed Yi Zhi and said he wanted to teach her, while Su Yan was teaching Mianmian, and Bai Wen had to pinch his own clay figurine.

"Hey! Don't use such force!" Wen Nan's temper suddenly rose. He put down the clay in his hand and wanted to get Yi Zhi's clay, but when he took it, his elbow bumped into Bai Wen's clay figurine.

Finally, she looked at Wen Nan and said, "Wen Nan, this is your fault. You have to apologize to Bai Wen."

Everyone got off the station one by one and made reservations. The staff gave them fifty yuan one after another. "This is the funds prepared by the program team for all mothers. You can buy the materials you need. They will still be here after an hour. Let's go back."

Bai Wen touched his nose angrily, holding his own mud, and squeezed over, "Su Yan is too slow to teach alone, I will teach you too."

Mianmian looked at her table, which was suddenly filled with people, with a look of confusion on her face.

He looked around, wondering if anyone could help him.

Sang He was originally looking at the finished wooden sword made by the store. He noticed something was wrong with Xu Qing, so he cast his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't have enough money to buy balsam wood..." Xu Qing held the fifty yuan and hesitated whether to give up anything.

But to make a wooden sword, these things are indispensable, and she has already bought the cheapest one in this range.

Xu Qing smiled at the store and tried to bargain: "Boss, can you make it cheaper?"
Chapter completed!