After Transmigrating Into a Novel, She Become the Opposing Character’s Mother

Bai Wenjing immediately understood what Xue Bainian said like a cannon.

Yes, the system task will come down soon.

As sensitive as her, she heard the familiar prompt sound of the system.

"The system prompts, you have a new mission,'Xue Bainian's New Schoolbag', the mission time limit, the three-day countdown begins."

Hearing the task released by the system, Bai Wenjing was stunned for a moment.

Because she focused on the three words new schoolbag.

Then I thought about it again. Actually, the mission released by the system is not to ask her to actually make a new schoolbag, but to educate her children on this matter. After all, this is the villain's training system.

So the three-day time limit is more than enough for Bai Wenjing.

After Xue Bainian finished shouting, he deliberately sat on the side angrily, covering his face with his hands.

He wanted to wait for his parents to respond, but he didn't expect no one to say anything.

Just when he wanted to show his fingers, he heard his aunt Xie Zhaodi say: "The child wants a new schoolbag, or you can make one for him..."

Xie Zhaodi finished speaking in embarrassment, but found that no one was responding to her, and immediately knew that he had said something wrong.

Bai Wenjing took her words and said: "Sister-in-law, you just ignore him in this matter. It's all the problems you're used to. Or sister-in-law, go and cook first. Let’s make sauerkraut noodles if we eat."

The most important thing is to dismiss Xie Zhaodi first. After all, educating children is a matter of course. If a third party is involved in it, it will be troublesome.

Xie Zhaodi got down the stairs and hurriedly responded: "Oh, well, I also bought rice noodles today. I can cook anything, then I will go."

Seeing Xie Zhaodi leave and hearing Bai Wenjing say this again, Xue Bainian felt extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, he put down the hand covering his face and looked at Xue Xiaohua with a pitiful look. He wondered that his sister is now more pleasing than him, and now he is the little pitiful.

The more he thought about it, the more angry, Xue Bainian’s tears rolled in his eye sockets, but he was embarrassed to cry, and only grieved: "My mother doesn't hurt the three of us anymore, and I know I love my father."

Bai Wenjing wanted to laugh, but she had to hold her back, and continued serious: "Son, your words hurt my mother's heart. The three of you are my mother's own birth. How can it not hurt? But I still have that old saying. I'll sew the schoolbag for you. If it breaks in another two or three days, you will still have to hit the butt."

Xue Bainian curled his lips and said: "Then you can't make me a new one? You can make cloth for my dad's trousers. If you make a schoolbag for me, it will be gone. I know it, whether it's me, my brother or my sister. , It doesn't matter if my father is in your heart."

Bai Wenjing widened her eyes and said with a look of surprise: "Ah, I thought I could still cover this matter, so let you know? Yes, of course your father is more important than you two. Just a few of you, haven’t I picked them up from the river, why do I hurt?"

Xue Baijun couldn’t help laughing at this moment. He smiled and said, “You idiot, I just learned today. We’ve known that father is the most important thing in my mother’s heart. Let me ask you. If you want to drink it, what else can you do? But what about Dad, you can warm your mother's bed and make money for your mother. I tell you, not only this is the case now, it will be like this in the future."

Xue Xiaohua curled her lips and looked at her mother. She actually wanted to refute, but then she thought, indeed, they are not as good as her dad now. What else can she compare with her dad? Fortunately, she doesn't have to pick her up. Brother's old clothes were worn, but he could pick up the clothes her father made for her mother. Later, when she grows up, everything her mother doesn't need is hers.

Thinking of this, Xue Xiaohua smiled and said, "Binian, please carry your schoolbag obediently. My mother is still happy to make it up for you, and if it breaks, I will spank you next time. Don't look at it. I broke my socks last time. I made up for it myself."

"But I'm still young, and still the youngest among you."

Xue Bainian was not convinced.

"Then I'm still the girl in the family, so what can I do?"

Xue Bainian wanted to cry as soon as he heard what Xue Xiaohua said, but when it came to this, what could he do? He only looked at Xue Changan and said aggrievedly: "Daddy..."

He wondered, he is his father's youngest son, and his father should love him a little bit.

Whenever he knew him, he yelled, and his father immediately said: "This kid broke his schoolbag on purpose. Next time there will be this thing, the lady will tell me, I will slap his ass. Yes, spanking him still hurts your hands. I can do this kind of rough work."

Xue Bainian couldn't help it anymore, and cried out with a'wow'.

However, Xue Bainian’s cry was not only Bai Wenjing, but they all wanted to laugh after hearing it. Xue Xiaohua almost burst into tears, wiping her tears, and said: “Don’t you understand it now, even if It's useless if you cry."

Xue Changan wanted to laugh too, not because of Xue Bainian's troubles, but because he heard several children say that his wife loved him the most, so he liked it and enjoyed it.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the same thing. Every time his wife makes delicious food, she is the first to taste it. She sleeps at night, and the legs are placed on him. If there is any, take it. In terms of his trousers and socks, it is also the one with the most in the family, and there is even a study room specially arranged for him by his wife.

Xue Bainian's new schoolbag was gone, and he found that he was not held in the palm of his hand, but was put up like two elder brothers and sisters, and he was extremely disappointed in his heart.

After discovering that the tears had no results, he found a needle and thread and started to sew the schoolbag. He didn't believe it. If his sister could sew the schoolbag by herself, then he could do it.

Seeing Xue Bainian looking for stitches to sew his schoolbags with tears in his eyes, Bai Wenjing also felt a little uncomfortable.

In fact, a five-year-old baby, according to modern children, is spoiled to heaven, no matter how bad it is, it will not be such a small pursuit, just to get a schoolbag can only do everything possible.

This reminded her of the children of her cousin's family in modern times, who often had hundreds of Lego Transformers remote-controlled aircraft and tanks. Xue Bainian's wish was too humble.

But she can't let her children develop the bad habit of wasting the prodigal family since they were young.

So he walked to Xue Bainian's side, grabbed the needle and thread in his hand and said: "Our family is very poor. Don't look at a shop or a restaurant. There are many people coming and going, but except for the cost, it will be enough for our family. Eating and drinking Lazar, those tent ladies can’t tell you clearly. When you grow longer and learn more from your husband, mother will let you do the calculations yourself. If you don’t pay attention to the flowers, we have to go out and ask for food. Now, are you willing?"

Xue Bainian's head shook like a rattle: "I don't want to be a beggar!"