Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 498
“No need…” Wade said nkly.
Willow stretched out his hand stubbornly, the corners of his lips twitched, and said a word: “Eat…!”
Wade was speechless.
With this interruption. he hadpletely forgotten what he was going to teach just now, and he was
struggling between eating and not eating
If he doesn’t eat, his mother stares at him. but if he eats, he really can’t stop talking Wade couldn’t do
it, and he was afraid that if he didn’t eat, his mother would think he despised her. What if he was sad?
With an idea, Susie pressed Willow’s hand and stuffed the orange into her mouth again, coaxing like a
baby: “Auntie eat it yourself! We still have things to do, you eat it obediently!”
Willow’s mouth was stuffed, he looked at Susie, and then at the fruit on
the table.
There are oranges, grapes, apples, cherries, bananas.
Eat obediently.
After eating the orange in her mouth, she picked up another banana.
Seeing that she wanted to eat it directly, Martin quickly took the banana from her hand, peeled it and
handed it to her.
“Bananas need to be peeled,” he said. “Here.”
Willow held up the banana, a sh ofprehension in his eyes.
The round ones should be peeled, and the long ones should also be peeled.
She looked at the cherries, apples, and grapes on the table.
Martin seemed to see what she was thinking, and emphasized: “There is no need to peel the cherries
and grapes. If you want to eat apples, I will ask someone to get a peeler.”
Willow stared at the apple.
Martin got on the inside line and had an apple peeler delivered.
He put the peeler on the table, then added the apples, and the apples were automatically peeled by
shaking the lever.
Willow’s eyes widened. She leaned closer to the table, knelt down in front. of the table, picked up the
apple like Martin did, and stuck it on the stick with a snap. It was simple and rude.
Then shake the lever carefully and watch the apple peel peel off
Seemingly thinking it was fun, she immediately took off the peeled apple. and put another on it.
Martin stopped her: “Peel as much as you eat, and then peel after eating.”
Willow raised his head in doubt, although his beautiful eyes were still staring straight at people, they
were much better than a month ago.
His face is pale, but his chin is round. He has a cute oval face that doesn’t look fat. His small nose is
straight, and his lips are just like Mitch’s, with a touch of rose red, which looks flirtatious and weirdly
good-looking.
Martin said silently: “Finish, then peel.”
Willow got it.
Susie and Wade breathed a sigh of relief seeing her quietly eating the fruit without “making trouble”.
Susie looked at the crybaby: “Tell me, how did you die?”
The crybaby finally stopped, and said sobbingly: “I was a professional crying spirit before I was alive…
Susie and Wade suddenly became interested and pricked up their ears.
“Professional weeping spirit? You cry when someone else dies?” Susie asked.
The crybaby nodded. “Yes…”
“Birth, old age, sickness and death are naturalws. Most of the time, the children and grandchildren
are working outside, or the old man is in his 90s or 100 years old when he dies Sometimes the children
and
grandchildren can’t cry even if they are sad. If they can’t cry, they will be called unfilial.”
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“What should we do at a time like this? Let’s hire a professional weeping spirit.”
The crybaby sniffled and said. “I was the most professional in ten miles and eight towns back then, so
everyone liked to invite me…”
Wade: “So you cried to death?”
The crybaby hesitated to speak.
“It all started when I was a kid…”
“I loved to cry when I was a child. My mother took me to go shopping. I saw a toy and wanted to buy it.
My mother refused to give it to me. I just sat on the ground and cried loudly.”
“Sometimes my mother beats me up when she annoys me, and I cry even harder…”
‘I can’t get a drink of water, I can’t get the one I want to pick up when I eat
a meal, I can’t win a quarrel with my brothers and sisters… I will cry.”
Crybaby’s parents thought that if the child doesn’t cry, it will be fine when he grows up.
Who knew that she cried even more when she grew up.
Cry when you don’t want to go to school.
I cry when I can’t keep up with school.
I cried when I was criticized by the teacher, and I cried when I was praised by the teacher.
When writing a weekly diary, another ssmate wrote ament when the head teacher was
correcting. Hers only had the word “read”, and she also cried.
“That’s how I cried from elementary school to junior high school, from junior high school to high school,
until I went to college…”
Wade asked: “I finally stopped crying after going to college?”
The crybaby shook his head: “I got a boyfriend in college, and I cried even harder.”
Willow was stuffing fruit into his mouth and nced at the crybaby in hist busy schedule.
Martin sat behind his desk correcting the documents, looking up from time to time to make sure that the
oranges Willow had eaten were not peeled.
He couldn’t see or hear anyway, so he could only guess what the crybaby said based on some
questions from Susic and Wade.
The crybaby continued: “I was very happy when I first got a boyfriend. The first quarrel was when we
first dated for three days. He went to y
basketball. I sent him a text message and he didn’t reply to me.”
Crybaby and foolish ghost belonged to the same era. At that time, mobile phones were notmon,
and the moremonmunication tool was PHS.
“I quarreled after I came back, and I cried when I quarreled.”
“My boyfriend said that a text message is 12 cents. We can talk about it when we meet. There is no
need to send so many text messages. I think he is stingy and doesn’t love me, so we broke up crying.”
As for these little things, they would quarrel every now and then, and ery after the quarrel
In the end, her boyfriend annoyed her and broke up with her.
“After the breakup. I cried for four years in college.”
Susie. Wade, and Mitch were speechless.
A breakup, can cry for four years?
“Why are you crying” Wade asked curiously.