Xu Jianbing found it funny and patted his son’s chubby butt: “It’s time to go to bed, why are you getting out of bed?”
Xu Ningyu’s face froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He learned to speak like a toddler, mumbling: “I don’t want to sleep here, I want to be with my sister.” There are only two bedrooms in the house, and Xu Ningyu can’t have one alone, so he would rather live in the same room with Xu Xinning.
Xu Jianbing thought he was just throwing a tantrum and tried to persuade him. Unexpectedly, his son hugged the bed legs tightly and tried to drag him out. Xu Jianbing was afraid of hurting him, so he didn’t dare to pull hard. He coaxed him a few times, but there was no other way, so he called Wang Mei to help move Xu Ningyu’s small bed to the next door.
The second bedroom next door is one-third smaller than the master bedroom, and only has a single bed for Xu Xinning to sleep in. There is a small bedside table next to the bed and a small desk at the head of the bed.
“Xiao Yu insisted on living in the same room with you, so I’ll move his bed here first. He can move back if he wants to.” Xu Jianbing explained a few words to Xu Xinning and moved Xu Xinning’s single bed. The two beds, one large and one small, were placed side by side against the wall, with only a distance of more than one meter between them. After moving, Xu Jianbing instructed again: “If Xiao Yu makes trouble at night, you can call daddy.”
Xu Xinning was quite happy and didn’t feel that her private space was occupied at all: “Okay, I will take good care of my little brother. Dad, you go, I’ll take my little brother to wash his feet and butt.”
Wash, what? Xu Ningyu was stunned.
Xu Jianbing was also very relieved about his daughter. He said a few words and went back to his own room.
“Little brother, live in the same room with your sister from now on.” Xu Xinning smiled sweetly, and the little girl looked very cute.
With his wish fulfilled, Xu Ningyu also responded lively: “Okay.”
After a while, Xu Xinning took Xu Ningyu to the kitchen to brush his teeth, added hot water to the basin on the washstand, put some scented soap on the towel, and wiped his face carefully, even without lowering his neck.
Xu Ningyu couldn’t even reach the washbasin, so he could only tilt his head and let Xu Xinning wipe his face. He was a little emotional. He didn’t expect that his sister took care of him so carefully when he was a child.
Xu Xinning took out a white enamel basin from the corner behind the washstand, got some tap water, and added some hot water from the thermos. She took a piece of white cloth from the hook behind the door, put the basin on the ground, and came over to take off Xu Ningyu’s cotton pants.
“?!” Xu Ningyu was shocked, “I’m a boy, I wash myself.” He protected his pants with one hand, struggled to grab the white cloth, and then pulled the enamel basin to the kitchen, blocking it with the wall, “Sister, don’t look.”
Xu Xinning pursed her lips and smiled, “Little brother, you are so young, why are you so feudal all of a sudden?” Seeing her little brother staring at her, she turned around with a good temper, “Okay, I won’t look.” She was still a little strange in her heart, “Why did you suddenly remember it today? I washed it for you yesterday, too?”
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