Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

Wang Yitong looked at her little son's red eyes, as if he wanted to cry but was holding back. She felt bad inside and her eyes also turned red.

But she knew that she couldn't spoil her younger son too much, otherwise if he didn't change his impatience, big problems would arise sooner or later.

However, she couldn't help feeling very sad when she saw her little son like this. Their living conditions were very poor before, and they couldn't afford to eat things like lard residue. Now that her son suddenly saw it, he couldn't help but feel excited and shouted out loud. In fact, she couldn't blame him.

Thinking of this, Wang Yitong put down the wash basin in her hand, wiped her hands, and immediately picked up little Mingchen. While gently patting his back, she said, "Mingchen, my tone was not good. I'm sorry."

When Ye Mingchen heard his mother Wang Yitong say this, he immediately burst into tears instead of sobbing.

"He didn't want to cry, but somehow he just couldn't help it."

"Maybe he really is a crybaby."

"Or maybe my mother's embrace is too warm." Ye Mingchen thought to himself.

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After being coaxed into submission by his mother, little Mingchen took a bowl of lard residue that his mother had prepared for him and happily called Zilin to go find Yingbao to share it with him.

Before sharing, he swallowed and put the lard residue aside.

"Zilin, get up quickly and wash up." Ye Mingchen lay on the edge of the kang, calling Ye Zilin.

"Get up, get up quickly..." Ye Mingchen shouted several times, but Zilin just turned over in the middle and continued to sleep like a dead pig.

He is really a bit similar to the person described by the older generation as "a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water."

Of course, it is impossible for our little Mingchen to really scald Zilin with boiling water. He is just a crybaby, not a brainless person.

Ye Mingchen went out and fetched a half basin of water, put a towel in it, waved it a few times, wrung it clean, and began to scrub his face.

After tidying himself up, he soaked the towel in the basin again, but this time he didn't wring it much. He held the basin under the edge of the kang, took out the towel directly, squeezed it lightly, and with a "pop", placed it on Ye Zilin's face.

Even so, Ye Zilin still didn't wake up.

Ye Mingchen: “…”

It seemed that he had a trick up his sleeve, so he ran to the yard with the basin in his hand, "thump thump...thump thump...thump thump", poured out the water, and drew half a bucket of water from the well and poured it into the washbasin.

"Haha, this time it's cold water. If Zilin doesn't wake up, I'll use my ultimate move." Ye Mingchen showed a wicked smile on his face, still complaining in his heart.

Ye Zilin, who was sleeping, couldn't think of so much. He was still drowsy in his dream.

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Xiao Mingchen returned to the house and continued to repeat the action, "hiss hiss hiss... slip" It was too cold, he still felt cold when he was placing the towel. If Zilin didn't wake up, he would really admire him, and he would be so impressed.

Then, he only had one solution left… “Hehe, thinking of that solution would make people feel like they were soaring into the sky, extremely refreshed, which is similar to the phrase ‘heart soaring into the sky, heart chilled’.”

Fortunately, Zilin still had a strong sense of crisis or was afraid of the cold. The towel that was still dripping with water was covered on his face by Ye Mingchen with a "snap".

Ye Zilin's appearance was completely different from what he had just done just now when he just turned over and continued to sleep without moving at all.