Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Chapter 367 Popeye's Spinach

"Huh?" Wen Mosheng's eyes widened, his face full of surprise. His eyebrows were almost raised to his forehead, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he had heard something incredible.

He thought to himself: "These little guys are really bad. Aren't they going to cut off their relationship with me?"

He didn't want to lose the love of these cute little babies because of such a small matter. His eyes moved back and forth between the three little kids and Feng Qin, and he felt very conflicted.

"Ahhh! I push, I push!" Wen Mosheng seemed to be forced into a desperate situation by these little brats, and he had no choice but to walk towards the swing helplessly.

His steps were somewhat heavy, and every step he took seemed like he had made a great determination. He walked behind the swing, gently placed his hands on the swing frame, looked at Feng Qin, and whispered, "Then I'll start pushing."

At first, Wen Mosheng just pushed the swing gently, his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility in the air.

I slowly placed my hands on the swing frame and exerted a little force. The swing then swayed slowly and slightly like a soft leaf, making a slight creaking sound.

The little ones standing by and watching were staring intently, their faces gradually showing worry. Tun Tun frowned, a small pimple formed between his eyebrows, his eyes were full of anxiety, and his little mouth pursed unconsciously, like an upside-down crescent moon.

He said anxiously, "Oh no, bad dad didn't have breakfast today and doesn't have the strength to push the swing!" The voice was clear and loud, echoing in this small space, and his words were full of worry about Wen Mosheng, as if it was a big deal that Wen Mosheng didn't have the strength to push the swing.

Tun Tun squatted down quickly, his small figure looked even smaller in the sunlight. He took off the small backpack behind him and put it on the ground. The backpack was blue and embroidered with some cute little animal patterns.

Tuntun quickly unzipped his backpack, the sound of the zipper sliding was particularly clear in the silence. He buried his little head in the backpack, and his little hands kept rummaging around in it, making the things inside rustle.

Soon, he took out the Snickers that his mother had prepared long ago, his eyes sparkling with excitement, as if he had found a treasure. The packaging of the Snickers sparkled with golden light in the sun, and the rich chocolate aroma seemed to emanate through the wrapping paper.

Tuntun skillfully used his chubby little hands to peel open the Snickers packaging. With a "hiss", a big hole was torn in the wrapping paper, and the rich aroma wafted away even more strongly.

He was holding a Snickers bar and running towards Wen Mosheng in his still immature steps. His little feet raised a little dust on the ground, and every step was full of urgency.

When he ran to Wen Mosheng, his eyes were full of anticipation, like a puppy waiting for praise from its owner, and he said, "Bad dad, Popeye's spinach is here."

"What is that?" Wen Mosheng stopped pushing the swing and looked at the little boy Tuntun with a puzzled look on his face.

He bent down slightly and leaned forward, with confusion in his eyes, and his ears unconsciously pricked up slightly so that he could better hear Tuntun's words.

His eyes were full of confusion, as if he was thinking about some mysterious connection between this Snickers bar and pushing the swing.

"You'll have the strength to push the princess after you eat it!" Tuntun said as he stuffed the Snickers into Wen Mosheng's hands.

He held the Snickers bar tightly in his little hand, and his expression was very serious, with a firmness in his eyes, as if the Snickers bar was a magical treasure that could fill Wen Mosheng with strength. He even stood on tiptoe, trying to get the Snickers bar closer to Wen Mosheng's hand.

"Ah???" Wen Mosheng was stunned when he heard Tuntun's words. His face turned red all of a sudden, from his cheeks to his ears. The blush was like the burning sunset in the sky, so red that it was hot.

Feng Qin didn't expect Tun Tun to say that, and she blushed as well. Her face was like a blooming peach blossom, so beautiful that it was tempting to drip with water.

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes full of embarrassment. Wen Mosheng thought to himself, "Can these little brats not be too obvious?"

He felt as if his thoughts had been seen through by these little guys. He felt so ashamed that he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

Seeing Wen Mosheng staring at the Snickers in a daze, Xiao Laba and Pian Pian were like two little housekeepers, with their hands on their waists. Xiao Laba tilted his head high, with an unquestionable look in his eyes, as if a small flame was burning in his eyes.

He pursed his lips tightly with a serious expression on his face, and ordered: "Eat quickly! If you don't, we will ignore you later!" Pianpian also nodded vigorously, and his pigtails swayed up and down like two happy little tails, indicating that he agreed with Xiaolaba's words.

The way they acted like little adults made people feel both funny and cute.

Feng Qin and Wen Mosheng looked at the two little guys and burst out laughing. Feng Qin laughed so hard that tears almost came out. She covered her mouth with her hands, her body trembled slightly, and her shoulders shrugged.

Her laughter was clear and sweet, like a string of silver bells swaying in the wind. Wen Mosheng also bent over with laughter, his hands on his knees, his body shaking like a willow branch in the wind. The awkward mood gradually dissipated with the laughter, like a dark cloud blown away by the wind.

“Okay, okay, you are my ancestor, okay?” Wen Mosheng smiled, reluctantly took the Snickers from Tuntun’s hand, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

He opened his mouth and bit off a large piece of Snickers, the rich taste of chocolate spreading in his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a greedy little squirrel. As he chewed, the embarrassment disappeared completely with his laughter and his movements.

Wen Mosheng continued to push the swing while eating a Snickers bar. His mouth opened and closed, and his teeth bit the Snickers bar rhythmically. The rich chocolate flavor spread in his mouth, mixed with the crispy peanuts, the sweet caramel and the crispy wafers. Every bite was full of rich taste.

His hands tightly grasped the rope of the swing, which was a little rough and rubbed his palms. To ensure safety, he only pushed the swing slightly. Every time he pushed, the muscles in his arms bulged slightly, and the power was slowly transferred from his shoulders to his arms, and then acted on the rope through his palms.

The swing swayed slowly and rhythmically like a pendulum blown by the breeze, and the rope made a slight creaking sound, as if humming a soft song.