Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mother Chen still could not resist the temptation of delicious food and sat down silently.
For the next ten minutes, Ding Jun did not hear any sound other than chewing.
She was afraid of being fat, so she stopped after eating half of the bowl. The others were not so self-controlled. The six children even finished the big bowl of egg soup.
Eggplant-flavored rice and the dishes were crisp and delicious. The egg soup was fresh, fragrant, and tender. Everyone was about to swallow their tongues. After a meal, the only thing left was the chicken bones.
The few of them were stuffed to the point that their eyes were dull, and they were in a daze.
Ding Jun patted the clay figurine boss. “Get up and help me clean up the dishes.”
The boss was stunned by her nonchalant tone. He was about to reject her when he recalled the delicious food just now. He stood up unconsciously and started to clean up.
Mother Chen did not interfere. The kid was already nine years old. It would not kill him to do some work.
She never cared about how the mother taught her children. If she got the children to work, that was her choice.
Mother Chen personally brought over the large bowl.
When Ding Jun saw this, she poked the boss who was working hard in the basin. “Take the bowl from your grandmother and wash it too.”
The boss stood up obediently and snatched Mother Chen’s bowl. He continued to squat and work.
Mother Chen looked at the child who was as obedient as a lamb. She then glanced at Ding Jun who was standing by the side, empty-handed, and pursed her lips.
Was she pretending to be timid yesterday? Was she a sheep wearing wolf skin?
Ding Jun and Mother Chen’s eyes met, and a smile subconsciously appeared on her face. She picked up a clean bowl and gave it to Mother Chen. Mother Chen was sent out of the door in a daze.
As she walked home, she turned her head to look at the outer wall. She did not stop until she turned the corner.
Ding Jun was making rules for the children.
She asked a question, and the children began to introduce themselves.
The six children were all boys. The oldest was seven years old, the second was six years old, the third was five years old, the fourth and fifth were twins at four years old, and the sixth was the youngest, just two years old.
She could not help but click her tongue. She immediately had a bad impression of Chen Zhiguo.
Having children was so bad for a woman’s body, but his ex-wife had to give birth to his children every year!
Ding Jun asked, “Then what are your names?”
Second Brother pursed his lips and looked dejected. “We don’t have names.”
“No names?” Ding Jun subconsciously raised her voice and repeated. She shook her head in disbelief. “Even if a few of the younger ones don’t have names, you and your brother still have to go to school. How can you not have names?”
Second Brother puffed out his chest. “No means no.”
“Okay, okay, okay.” Ding Jun surrendered. “Then what should I call you? Do I just call you in order of your age?”
“Whatever.”
Hearing this answer, Ding Jun shrugged.
She turned her head to look at the room and commanded, “I’ll give you a task. Fold your bedding properly.”
“Help us fold it,” Third Brother said, “otherwise, why would my father marry you?”
Ding Jun never spoiled her children, but she would also not compete with them. She only said in a regretful tone, “Really? That’s a pity. I want to make chicken noodle soup tonight, and none of you have tried it…”
She looked around, and sure enough, the few people in front of her swallowed their saliva at the same time.
“Unfortunately, the children who don’t fold the quilt won’t be able to eat it!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Fourth and Fifth Brother looked at each other and immediately tried to climb up the bed.
They were still short and tried to climb up, but they could not. Therefore, one carried the other, and the other successfully climbed up. He then reached and pulled another up from the ground.
Sixth Brother vaguely understood what Ding Jun meant. He leaned against her thigh and looked up at her. His big eyes were watery, and his eyes were as black as black pearls. He said coquettishly, “But I don’t know how to!”
Ding Jun, who had a heart of stone, was also moved by the little angel in front of her. Moreover, she quite liked children — in her previous life, she was unmarried and childless mainly because she hated men.
She hugged Sixth Brother with a smile and kissed his face. She pinched his face and said, “Then say something nice, and I’ll help you fold it.”
Sixth Brother buried his head in Ding Jun’s shoulder in embarrassment and whispered, “Help me…”
Ding Jun’s heart instantly turned into a puddle of water.
She kissed Sixth Brother a few more times. After putting him down, she went to help him fold the quilt.
Third Brother followed behind her and said, “I don’t want to fold it either.”
Ding Jun glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes. “Say something nice.”
Third Brother’s ears were sharp. When he heard what Sixth Brother said, he took a deep breath and said in a soft voice, “Please help me…”
“No.” Ding jun touched his little face. “You should take care of your own things.”
Third Brother widened his eyes in disbelief.
This was the first time in his life that he experienced double standards.
The children were still young, so Ding Jun could not really let them do the heavy housework. She tidied up for three hours before she cleaned up the house.
The six children, whether they wanted to join in the fun or really wanted to help, had been by her side all this time, and they were exhausted.
The seven of them lay in a row on the bed. Ding Jun did not pay attention to their fighting and quietly thought about the next plan.
Her reincarnation timing was considered quite good. The previous year’s reform policy was going to be implemented, and it would take a few years for the economy to take off.
She definitely could not waste her good years on these six children and that non-existent military husband, so divorce was necessary.
Thinking of this, she sat up and asked, “Boss, where can I make a phone call in the village?”
The boss did the most work and was resting with his eyes closed. When he heard this, he replied, “The village chief has one at home.”
Third Brother could not help but ask curiously, “Who do you want to call?”
“Your father.”
“Why do you want to call father?” The children looked at each other.
“I want to divorce him.” Ding Jun spoke her mind and did not hide anything..