As he spoke, he naturally picked up the uneaten crab and nodded solemnly: "That's it, they went home for a family reunion." ”

"Really?" Wang Xiaoming looked at his mother suspiciously, as if he didn't believe it.

Yan Bei nodded naturally, "Yes, please ask me to say goodbye to you when they leave." ”

Hearing this, coupled with his mother's serious expression, Wang Xiaoming nodded in disappointment and believed it.

Turning his head to look out the window, it was already dark, and the program of the children's channel should have already begun to broadcast.

"Mom, can I do the cartoon for a while?" He asked expectantly.

This is not an excessive request, as long as he doesn't ask the crab family anymore, Yan Bei can't wait to let him watch TV to divert his attention.

"Yes, but you can only watch it for half an hour, take a shower and go to bed after reading it, children have to go to bed early and get up early, remember?" She admonished while eating the fatty crab meat.

Wang Xiaoming nodded happily and immediately rushed towards the living room.

He is very familiar with his own TV, so he turned on the TV in three or two clicks, tuned to the children's channel, and watched TV intently.

Yan Bei curiously glanced at the TV, the cartoon played on it was something she hadn't seen, but the painting style was very cute, and it should be very popular with children.

I went to see Wang Xiaoming again, he was holding the remote control machine, staring at the TV seriously.

Yes, she can eat with peace of mind after successfully diverting her attention.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the daily animation of the children's channel was just finished, and Yan Bei had already finished eating and cleaning up the kitchen.

Seeing that the time was up, but Wang Xiaoming had no intention of turning off the TV, Yan Bei immediately stood at the door of the kitchen and reminded him.

"It's half an hour, it's time for you to turn off the TV and take a shower."

"Huh? Has it been half an hour? Wang Xiaoming asked in surprise. I can't believe that half an hour is so short.

But seeing his mother's sure appearance, he could only obediently turn off the TV and move over.

The hot water had already been put away, and Yan Bei asked him to take off his clothes and go in to wash them, while he went to find a change of clothes for him.

Wang Xiaoming's room is very tidy, and the most in the room is not toys, but various exercise books.

When I opened the wardrobe, there were not many clothes in it, and there were only three sets of clothes for the four seasons.

But fortunately, the quality of the clothes is excellent, otherwise she can't help but wonder if this son is born to the original owner and his wife.

This is the first time she has seen such a well-fed child.

She doesn't take the initiative to eat snacks, she doesn't yell to buy toys when she has nothing to do, and she never asks other children to buy beautiful clothes when she sees them.

However, Yan Bei felt that this was not a good thing.

Five or six-year-old children already have a preliminary sense of comparison, if they are too economical on the child, it will inadvertently bring a gap in the child's heart, which will cause the child's inferiority complex.

What's more, Wang Xiaoming himself is not a child who doesn't know how to read people's faces, and the eyes of others are very important to him.

On the way back to the bathroom with her clothes, Yan Bei thought that in the future, as long as she had the ability, she would definitely not save her children in basic materials.

The current clothes are enough to wear, but toys or something can be added, get more educational toys, maybe you can also tap the child's hobbies.

After all, her Wang Xiaoming is a scumbag, and if the main subject is not good, can't he make up for it with the sub-subject?

"Mom, towel!"

As soon as Yan Bei appeared in the bathroom, Wang Xiaoming stood up from the bathtub, stretched out his little finger and pointed at the towel beside her, and motioned for her to help him get it.

"Washed?" Yan Bei asked suspiciously as he handed over the towel.

Wang Xiaoming nodded, walked out of the bathtub with a towel, and covered his lower body with a towel as soon as he came out, even knowing that he was shy.

Yan Bei saw that he was completely able to take care of himself, so he put down his clothes and walked outside to wait for him.

After about five minutes, Wang Xiaoming, who had put on his pajamas, walked out of the bathroom with wet hair.

This bathroom is divided into two rooms, dry and wet, Yan Bei stood in the outer room, had already prepared the hair dryer, and when he saw Wang Xiaoming come out, he brought him over.

Wang Xiaoming has had a shadow of the "anti-child" thing like a hair dryer since he was a child, and he was caught under the hair dryer by his mother unsuspectingly, so frightened that he hurriedly reached out and grabbed her clothes, his eyes were tightly closed, although he didn't run, he also looked like he was going to the execution ground.

Yan Bei looked funny, and was about to pity the poor child and turn the hair dryer to the lowest setting, but unexpectedly, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded first, directly scaring the poor classmate Wang Xiaoming in her arms and hugging her thighs!

"Boom !!"

The loud bang sounded again, as if an atomic bomb had exploded in his ears, causing the earth to tremble violently, and Yan Bei clearly saw a layer of ripples in the water in the sink, and his heart sank.

Hurriedly picked up the child and ran to the living room, the balcony window was wide open, and when I raised my eyes, I could see the terrifying sky outside the window.

The loud noise had died down, but the vision in the sky had intensified.

I saw that under the black night, a purple vortex was spinning violently in the air, and the white lightning-like lightning appeared and disappeared from time to time, and the dull thunder was hidden in the vortex, faintly exploding.

This vortex is too close to the community, and the Wang family lives on the top floor, which is the closest to the whirlpool, and Yan Bei, who felt the terrifying battle in the whirlpool, immediately picked up the child and went out the door.

As soon as I came out, I was about to knock on the door of the neighbor next door, but I didn't expect the door on the opposite side to be opened first, and a gray-haired old lady walked out of it.

"I was going to call you, bring the child into the house, don't frighten the child." The old lady shouted anxiously.

Yan Bei was a little confused, but he could also see that the old lady was specially preparing to come over to call her mother and son, nodded, smiled apologetically, and carried Wang Xiaoming into her house.

As soon as I entered the house, I found that the balcony was full of people.

There were six people in total, some old and some young.

When Yan Beizheng didn't know how to call someone, Wang Xiaoming in his arms finally eased up from his fright, and opened his mouth to call sweetly one by one.

"Grandma Liu is good, Grandpa Liu is good, Uncle Liu is good, Aunt Zhang is good, Aunt Liu is good, Brother Ji is good, Sister Mimi is good!"

"Hey, hey, okay, Xiao Ming wasn't scared, was hey?" The old man of the Liu family asked with concern, his face was happy, and he didn't seem to be frightened by the purple vortex in the sky outside the window.

"Nope." Xiao Ming replied with little confidence.