Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Rainy shook her head. “Mommy, eat. Rainy had already eaten.” She stuck her finger out to signal one. “Rainy had one.”
As soon as she finished, she lowered her head. She lied as her face flushed and wondered if her nose would become long. Mummy had said that lying children would have long noses and turned ugly.
She leaned into Xia Ruoxin’s arms, peeping at the candy in her hand. Her face was red, and she licked her bottom lip.
She really wanted to have it.
Xia Ruoxin peeled the candy wrapper off and put it in her mouth as she watched the disappointment on her daughter’s face. She almost smiled.
“Rainy, do you know that Mommy knows magic?” She hoisted her daughter higher. Apparently, children at her age loved this kind of story.
“Magic?” Rainy’s eyes lit up, and she grabbed Xia Ruoxin’s blouse. She wanted magic.
“Look. Mommy will show you.”
Xia Ruoxin smiled gently, and she spread her fingers, putting them in front of her daughter. “See, Mommy has done it.”
It was a candy on her palm. It was the same one.
“Whoa, it’s real magic. Mommy is so good.” Rainy clapped her hands as her crescent eyes showed her happy smile. Her face became scarlet.
“Mommy, are you like the witch in ‘Snow White’ who knows magic?”
Xia Ruoxin stunned momentarily, and she recalled the little one was talking about the story she had told the day before. However, her understanding was a bit abstract. How could her mother be a witch?
Rainy bit on her finger, curious. Did she say something wrong?
“My Rainy is such a clever girl. That’s right. Mommy is the good witch in the book.” Xia Ruoxin rubbed her daughter’s head with an extremely kind smile. Of course, there were also good witches, like man. There was a difference between good and evil man.
“Eat.” She put the candy at her daughter’s mouth.
“Mommy had already eaten. So, this is for Rainy.”
Rainy nodded her head emphatically and ate the candy in Xia Ruoxin’s hand.
“Mommy, is the one that I’m eating as sweet as Mommy’s?” She asked, not knowing what that meant. For a three-year-old child, she was very intelligent.
“Yes, the same.” Xia Ruoxin carried her daughter to bed, removed her shoes, and looked at her pretty feet. She measured with her hand. It seemed that her daughter had grown; she would need new shoes.
“Rainy, shall Mommy buy you a pair of beautiful shoes after work tomorrow?” She tickled her daughter’s chubby feet. They were tender and fair with five adorable, round toes.
Rainy nodded again but retracted her feet. She hugged Xia Ruoxin’s neck. “Mummy, don’t touch my feet. It’s ticklish.”
Xia Ruoxin patted her daughter’s back. Sometimes, she has plenty of weird temperament.
She disliked people touching her feet, pinching her cheek, or feeling her hair.
“But Mommy likes Rainy’s feet. What to do? If Mommy doesn’t pinch them, she will feel sad.” She kissed her daughter’s beautiful, apple-shaped face. She could not stop touching her. Rainy’s cheeks were red from all her pinching and rubbing. She looked cute and healthy.
