The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Chapter 122

Chapter 122 - "Daddy, Mommy hit me." (3)

The plate was placed a bit close to the edge and XingXing was able to drag it out some more. Getting a little bit tired from standing on his tippy toes, he stood back down and rested for a little bit before he reached out both hands again and carried the dish off the countertop.

The plate plus the food inside was a bit heavy for a 4-year-old child. As soon as the plate clear the countertop, XingXing's hands dropped and the juice inside the plate spilled onto him.

That finally caught Cheng Huan's attention. She turned around with the lid of the pot still in her hand and saw her son carrying the plate and his chest wet from the food.

"What are you doing?" asked Cheng Huan, her voice a bit dangerous.

Grease from food could not be cleaned with a washing machine and needed to be washed by hand. Winter clothes were very heavy once they were wet and even washing one of them was a lot of work. Thinking that, Cheng Huan felt her hands itched.

Spank him. A disobedient child should be spanked. Spare the rod, spoil the child!

XingXing had no idea what was installed for his bottom. Quite the contrary, he felt that he had accomplished a lot. With his mouth cracked open smiling at his mother, his little baby teeth could be seen. "I am here to help you, Mommy."

And he was so proud of himself.

He wasn't very strong and was struggling to carry the plate. Cheng Huan was a bit worried that he'd drop the plate. It wasn't a big deal that they would have one less dish to eat, but if the plate shattered, he could hurt himself.

"I don't need XingXing's help here. Go play. Mommy will bring this out herself." Cheng Huan bent down and tried to take the plate from him.

When she reached out, XingXing dodged from her. He pitter pattered toward the dinner table with the plate of food.

The dinner table was taller than XingXing and he couldn't place the plate on it at all. The little kiddo reached his arms up high and tried to push the plate forward. When the plate hit the edge of the dinner table, it looked like it was about to be knocked over. In the very last second, Cheng Huan finally took the plate from her son and placed it steadily on top of the dinner table.

XingXing had no idea how dangerous it was earlier. He was unhappy that the plate was taken away by his mother. Pouting, he said, "Mommy, I can do that by myself."

Cheng Huan chuckled a couple of time, sat down on the couch nearby, and waved at him, "Come over here."

The little kiddo failed to sense the impending danger and pitter pattered over to her. As soon as he got close enough, his pants were pulled down by his mother, and a few smacks landed on his bottom.

It all happened so fast and XingXing could feel the pain from his bottom before he could ask for mercy. He pouted and his eyes widened. Looking at his mother in disbelief, tears started to fill his eyes and, finally, with the fall of the first drop of tears, XingXing started to bawl. "Mommy.... Ooooooo....."

"What're you crying for?" Cheng Huan pulled his pants back up and had him stretched out his arms so she could take his jacket off. Sniffling, XingXing was pretty docilely. The padded jacket with food juice was taken off and put on one side. Cheng Huan stood up, walked away, and came back with another jacket.

Tears were still falling down XingXing's cheeks but he voluntarily stretched his arms out for his mother to put the jacket on him. Cheng Huan had a cold look the entire time and did not woo him even though he was crying. After she had zipped the jacket up, she asked, "Did you know how dangerous that was?"

The little kiddo had no idea what was so dangerous about what he had just done. Cheng Huan explained it to him repeatedly until he finally realized what could have happened. He wiped away his last drop of tears and apologized to Cheng Huan. "Mommy, I won't do that again."

"Mmm." Cheng Huan, too, felt her heart ache that XingXing had been crying for so long. Now that he had learned his lesson, her look finally softened. She pulled a tissue out and wiped away his tears before she leaned in and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Be good. Don't make Mommy worry about you."

The little kiddo had cried so much that even the kiss tasted a bit salty. Cheng Huan poured a glass of water for him to drink as she went back into the kitchen. The soup was still on the stove; she needed to go and check on it.

The one in the kitchen wouldn't be out for a little while. XingXing, pouting, waited for a little bit and made a call.

Jiang MingYuan had just put aside all the random thoughts when his cellphone rang. It the special ring tone that he had set for XingXing. He was a bit surprised. XingXing found out what was the crux of the problem already?

"Hello? XingXing?"

"Daddy!" XingXing's voice was very soft, as though he was making the call behind his mother's back. Sounding like he was choking back tears, he said, "Mommy hit me."