Rules of Engagement novel Chapter 236

"Well, come here." Jane held little Bun's hand.

The three walked into Ron's room hand in hand. They didn't expect that this small action made Mrs. Mallory even more unhappy. It was all because of Jane's ignorance, but she couldn't say anything.

At dinner, her face had been a little gloomy. Jane was careless, because Ron said that she didn't need to do anything at home and didn't care about her mother's taste. She didn't pay special attention to Mrs. Mallory's expression, nor did she know how to comfort her. All she cared about was to let little Bun eat more.

Ron had planned to stay for one night. Seeing his mother's attitude, he didn't want to make Jane and little Bun unhappy. After dinner, he sat down for a while and said he was leaving.

Mrs. Mallory was so angry that she couldn't hold back her anger. She said, "Then just go. I have nothing to do anyway, and there's nothing I can keep you."

Ron pretended not to understand her words and smiled, saying, "Mom, isn't little Bun's school far away from here? If he lives here, he will get up early tomorrow morning. He has heavy courses and he can't have a good rest. It's too bad."

With a gloomy face, Mrs. Mallory snorted to show that she had heard it. Ron didn't expect that his mother, who had always been reasonable, would become like this because of this matter. He smiled and said, "Then we're leaving now. Mom, I'll come back to see you when I have time."

Little Bun was sensible and polite, saying, "Goodbye, grandma."

Mrs. Mallory finally showed a smile. She touched little Bun's head and said, "Little Bun, come to my house on weekend. I'll buy you new clothes, new shoes and many delicious food."

"Thank you, grandma." Little Bun had a smile on his round face all the time, which was the unique innocent smile of a child.

Mrs. Mallory sighed in her heart. Now that things had come to this, she could do nothing about it. She couldn't be cruel to her grandson. She said, "Well, since little Bun has to get up early to go to school tomorrow, just go back. I won't keep you."

Seeing that his mother's attitude softened, Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay. We will come to see you another day."

When they got home, little Bun was a little sleepy. He took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, his head was covered by a big bath towel. Ron picked him up at once and rubbed his wet hair. Little Bun burst into laughter and was carried into his room by Ron.

Ron dried his hair and little Bun jumped up and down on the bed. He kept laughing and said, "The bed in daddy's home is so comfortable and I can jump so high!"

"You naughty boy, go to bed now!" Ron grabbed him and tucked him in. "Besides, this is little Bun's home, not only dad's."

Little Bun giggled and poked his head out. He said, "Dad, I haven't drunk milk yet!"

"What milk? I'll bring it to you," Ron said with a smile.

"Mom knows. I have to drink it every night before I go to bed!" Little Bun took out his little arm and raised it. "I will grow taller and stronger after drinking milk. I can protect mommy in the future!"

Just as they were talking, Jane came in with a glass of milk. Little Bun came out of the quilt and rushed to her. If Ron hadn't caught them, the two of them would have almost fallen to the ground. Little Bun took the milk from his mother's hand and drank it up in one gulp. He shook the glass down and said, "Mom, I've drunk it up!"

"Great!" Jane smiled and unfolded the quilt, "Go to bed!"

Little Bun crawled into bed and closed his eyes. Ron liked watching him. Seeing that he closed his eyes calmly, he leaned forward and kissed his forehead. Little Bun was kissed, itching and laughing. He reached out and touched his forehead, "There's a lot of saliva..."

"Ron, let's go out. If we stay here all night, he will be too excited to fall asleep." Jane smiled, tucked little Bun in, went out with Ron and turned off the light.

When they went out, Ron put his arms around her waist and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry. I ate so much," Jane said, a little guiltily. She had eaten bread in a cupboard when she went to the kitchen to heat the milk for little Bun. It was true that she was hungry. Although she was careless, she was a woman after all, who cared about her family. She saw Mrs. Mallory's attitude the whole night, so how could she eat much seriously?

"I'm a little hungry. I want to make some noodles. Do you want to eat?" Ron said with a smile.