Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 573 - 572: The water has already filled half of the small porcelain bottle!

Chapter 573: Chapter 572: The water has already filled half of the small porcelain bottle!

"It’s Mianmian who has forgotten these things," Mianmian walked up to Liao An, looked up at him, and said, "Mianmian originally thought that with you all by Mianmian’s side, Mianmian could teach you everything, but Mianmian is always too busy."

What Mianmian said was indeed true, there were always things waiting for her to do, practically no free time at all.

Today, she had dinner at home, and tomorrow she would have to leave early and come back late from kindergarten!

She had already taken too many days off!

"I am not blaming you," Liao An looked down, his eyes filled instead with compassion, "It’s that we haven’t been of help to you."

Every time there was a big event, it was mostly Mianmian who dealt with it herself. Their presence or absence made no difference. On the contrary, it was Ayu, the demon Mianmian had recently made friends with, who had helped Mianmian a lot.

"Not at all, you are my buddies, supporting me is already the greatest help," Mianmian said.

As she spoke, Mianmian called out to Ayu in her heart.

When she said she wanted to teach everyone something, it wasn’t a joke.

Ayu had a very high attainment in psychic communication, that method of touching someone’s head and sharing thoughts must not be something only she could learn. If everyone wanted to learn, they probably could do it well.

After they learned it, Liao An would be able to talk with his mom himself, without having to look at her with such envy.

Once Ayu knew what Mianmian was thinking, she gathered everyone together and began to teach the magic of "Psychic Communication."

Mianmian sat under the pomegranate tree listening, looking up at the sky, then at her buddies, and quietly turned her back to everyone, opening the small porcelain bottle from the small bag.

Day by day, with each look, there was only a little bit more in the small porcelain bottle, which made her anxious.

So she tried her best to forget about it and then only opened it after a good while had passed.

This time when she opened it, it had been nearly three weeks since the last time.

She pinched the small porcelain bottle, put the bottle neck to her left eye, held her breath, and looked inside.

Then she saw at a glance, the clear water had filled half of the small porcelain bottle!

It was already half full!

Mianmian was incredibly surprised.

So much?

Wasn’t she close to success then? Weren’t dad and mom about to wake up? But how could there be so much? Last time, there was only a shallow bottom.

Mianmian was somewhat puzzled.

She touched the small porcelain bottle, looked at the pomegranate tree in front of her, and her mouth formed a foolish smile.

Inside the pomegranate tree, Wan Jia saw Mianmian smiling so happily, thought of what her son usually said to her, and couldn’t help but express joy for Mianmian.

"Little Auntie, has your merit increased a lot lately?"

Mianmian hid the small porcelain bottle and candidly admitted, "It has increased a bit, so much so that it’s strange, and I don’t even know why."

Wan Jia’s voice was gentle, "It must be because Little Auntie has been working hard to help everyone, but you need to pay more attention to resting too. I heard you were seriously injured before, your health is the capital of revolution."

"Yes, yes," Mianmian touched her chest, "The wound has already healed, and my body is really great, there won’t be any problems."

Hearing the carelessness in Mianmian’s tone, Wan Jia felt even more compassion.

No matter how great the body was, getting a hole pierced through it was still very terrifying, right? Her son came crying to her, saying he was useless, unable to help Mianmian.

Those who had received her grace knew that Little Auntie saved them out of sincerity, and not just as a way to accumulate merit.

That’s why they felt even more regretful that they couldn’t repay Little Auntie’s kindness.

"How about I sing you a song?" Wan Jia suddenly suggested, "I remember learning many songs from my memories."

Mianmian had never heard Wan Jia sing.

She nodded her head and leaned against the pomegranate tree, listening to Wan Jia sing an ancient Jiangnan tune.

As she listened, Mianmian fell asleep.

Seeing the adorable little Bun asleep under the Big Tree, Liao An and the others learning nearby didn’t dare to make any more noise. However, they still fought a physical battle over who would carry Mianmian back.

While they were fighting, they turned around to find Mianmian was gone!

The Little White Dragon said with a grievance, "Oh no, where has Mianmian gone? Who secretly took her away?"

Ying Fang and Ying Miao looked at each other, "We don’t know."

Bai Bai, following the scent left on the ground, knew who it was and dashed off furiously.

Liao An thought for a moment, placed his hand on the tree, and asked his own mother.

Just like before, Wan Jia silently answered her son’s question, "There was a little monkey, sitting on a stick, who came here and took Mianmian away. That little monkey had quite a lot of strength, easily lifting Mianmian."

Feeling excited to hear his mother’s voice for the first time since he arrived at the Su Family, Liao An responded.

Knowing it was the little monkey who had taken Mianmian away, he was no longer concerned and silently communicated with his mother, "Mom... thank you for telling me."

Wan Jia hadn’t expected her son to really learn that way of communicating.

After a long silence, she finally responded with a smile, "Calling me ’mom’ and even saying ’thank you,’ isn’t that a bit too polite?"

Liao An was stunned.

He remembered when Wan Jia had said she didn’t want him as her son and that it would have been better if he hadn’t been born. So now, had his mother finally accepted him? fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

As tears were about to fall from the corners of Liao An’s eyes, the stiff and indifferent voice of Ying Fang came from beside him, "Sorry, I overheard your conversation with your mom. Was it that monkey who took Mianmian away?"

"Bro, I heard he is the reincarnation of Sun Wukong."

"... Sister, White Dragon, let’s continue our cultivation."

If they didn’t cultivate, the pressure was immense.

A newcomer monkey could sneak Mianmian away while they were fighting for her; where would they stand in the future?

Xiaobao, controlling the Golden Hoop Stick, flew to Mianmian’s doorstep and encountered the Su Family’s maid.

The maid was shocked, "Ah, ah, um, Mr. Monkey, hello!"

The sight of the monkey sitting on an incredibly large stick, steadying the sleeping Mianmian with its little hands, was too much of a shock for the maid.

But having seen a dragon before, she quickly regained her confidence and said earnestly, "Little Auntie has fallen asleep; thank you for bringing her home, you’ve worked hard."

After finishing her words, the maid bowed deeply.

Xiaobao imitated the maid’s gesture, bowing and flashing a mischievous smile, then pointed at the door.

The maid hastily opened the door, letting the little monkey and Mianmian in.

Inside the room, the little monkey leisurely controlled Mianmian’s descent. He hadn’t actually been holding Mianmian himself; he used a magic to make Mianmian float.

When Mianmian landed on the bed, she didn’t stir, snuggling the pillow and continuing to sleep soundly.

Xiaobao turned around, stood on the Golden Hoop Stick, and bowed to the maid. His two little hands came together as he bowed his head, looking utterly adorable.

The maid, overwhelmed with cuteness, pondered that this little monkey might be the reincarnation of the Great Saint Qi Tian, which she found very impressive.

She quickly returned the bow to the little monkey, then went to the bedside and gently adjusted Mianmian’s sleeping position to make her more comfortable.

Mianmian slept so soundly without waking because she was dreaming of her mom and dad.