In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Chapter 1379 Storing Cookie Cones

Inside the kindergarten, Ms. Yoshinaga looked at everyone with a smile and asked, "Everyone~ Did you bring any empty boxes from home?"

"Yes~"

"Okay, today we're going to use those boxes to make piggy banks," Mr. Yoshinaga said with a smile, looking at everyone.

"Okay~" The children excitedly grabbed the items and happily started working on them.

Zheng Nan took out a box that used to hold light bulbs and said with a smile, "I'm going to use this box that used to hold light bulbs to do something today."

“Me too.” Nini was actually in a similar situation to him.

"I'm going to use the candy box as a piggy bank," Kazama said, bringing out another box.

Shin-chan grinned and said, "I used a popcorn box!"

"Huh?" The little ones looked at Shin-chan with some confusion: "You actually brought such a big box?"

"Xiao Xu, aren't you going to stop him?" Kazama looked at Ming Xu with confusion.

Mingxu held a small cookie box and said silently, "There's nothing I can do. This is the smallest box we have at home. Mom just cleared out a bunch of them a while ago."

"..." The little ones fell silent for a moment, then their expressions changed immediately; "That's not bad either."

"It seems like I can save a lot of money."

"Yes, because I want to save something even better!" Shin-chan proudly raised his head.

"Something even better?" Looking at Shin-chan's mysterious expression, everyone was wondering what he was thinking. Shin-chan didn't say anything, just shrugged, and everyone continued to make their own creations according to their own ideas.

Mingxu casually drew some things, then stuck them on the cookies, wrote "piggy bank" on them, and the cookies were finished.

Looking around, he stood up and helped Mr. Yoshinaga patrol. Mr. Yoshinaga saw Mingxu's movements, smiled but didn't say anything; little Xu had clearly made it a habit. Watching little Xu helping everyone, Mr. Yoshinaga wished time could slow down; he wished they could graduate a little later.

"Sigh~ Before we knew it, Xiaoxu and the others only have one year left." Looking at them, Teacher Yoshinaga was also a little emotional.

"I'm done!"

"I'm done too!"

"Haha~ It's done! My cookie tin! I'm going to use it to store cookies!" Shin-chan shouted excitedly.

"Huh? Shin-chan, are you sure you can save this?" Mingxu looked at Shin-chan with some doubt. Was this guy serious?

"Huh? Store cookies?" The little ones looked at Shin-chan with some confusion.

"A thing for storing money is called a piggy bank, because this is specifically for storing cookies, so it's called a cookie bank," Shin-chan explained earnestly.

"A cookie tin, that's a really hard name to pronounce..." The little ones looked at Shin-chan in silence, wondering how he came up with such a name.

His gaze involuntarily turned to Mingxu, who shrugged: "This was really his own idea."

"I'm going to save up lots of cookies, and one day I'm going to soak in a bathtub full of cookies!" Shin-chan got more and more excited as he thought about it, completely unaware of the strange looks he was getting from everyone.

Mingxu scratched his head. How did this guy come up with this idea? Doesn't he even realize who eats all the cookies clean every time?

"What a weird dream," Kazama said, looking at Shin-chan with a sarcastic tone.

Nini's lips twitched: "Thinking about it, it's a little scary..."

Kindergarten ended quickly, and when Shin-chan got home, he earnestly held up the cookie tin he had made and said, "Okay, time to start storing cookies!" His gaze drifted to the kitchen: "I remember cookies should be kept in... the drawer!"

Seeing Misae standing not far away, Shin-chan scratched his head. Mingxu, watching Shin-chan, became interested. He was very curious about how this guy was going to start saving. He had already finished his snacks for today, and it would be dinner time soon. If he wanted to eat cookies now, his mother definitely wouldn't allow it.

Shin-chan was also thinking about the scene where he asked Misae for cookies and was refused. Helpless, Shin-chan started to think. At this moment, Himawari started crying, it seemed that she had woken up.

"Oh dear, Aoi is awake." Just as Misae was about to go over, she saw Mingxu had already entered the room to comfort Aoi. She smiled and continued cooking.

When Xiaoxin saw this, he immediately puffed up his cheeks. Xiaoxu was really meddling!

However, the puffed-up expression only lasted for three seconds. Suddenly, Shin-chan's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of a brilliant idea. He tiptoed into the room where Mingxu and Xiaokui were.

Mingxu was playing with Xiaokui using a sand hammer. The little girl had stopped crying and was looking at her older brother curiously with her fingers in her mouth.

Shin-chan went to the crib, first giving Himawari what he thought was his friendliest smile, then pointing to the sand hammer in Asahi's hand, and then to his own cookie tin, whispering to Himawari, "Himawari, isn't this tin pretty? How about we play a swap game? You can ask Asahi to lend you this to play with for a bit, and then I'll..."

Mingxu saw through Xiaoxin's intentions at a glance, helplessly put him down, picked up Xiaokui, and said to Xiaoxin, "Don't even think about using Xiaokui as an excuse to ask Mom for cookies. Mom will only get angrier."

Shin-chan's little scheme was foiled, and he immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, drooping his head. Kui seemed to find her brother's appearance very funny, and giggled out, still clutching Mingxu's clothes tightly with her little hands.

"Hmph, Kui is a traitor too!" Shin-chan muttered indignantly, then turned and ran back to the living room. He placed the cookie tin on the coffee table, rested his chin on his hands, and stared blankly at the empty bottom of the tin.

The aroma of dinner was already wafting out—it smelled like curry. Shin-chan's stomach rumbled loudly. "But there are no cookies! My cookie tin is just an empty tin..." he said, poking the tin with his finger, making a "thump-thump" sound.

Mingxu carried Xiaokui out of the room and saw Xiaoxin looking troubled. He couldn't help but laugh: "Xiaoxin, are you still thinking about it?"

Shin-chan turned around angrily: "Xiao-xu, you're still laughing! It's all your fault, you didn't help me earlier!"

“I can’t help you sneak cookies.” Mingxu sat down next to him and put Xiaokui on his lap. “Besides, Mom said that you can’t eat snacks before meals.”

Xiao Kui understood the word "snacks," and made a waving motion in the air while making "ah~ ah~" sounds.

"Look, even Xiao Kui knows she can't eat snacks right now," Mingxu teased Xiao Kui with a smile.

Looking at the well-behaved Kui in Mingxu's arms, and then at his empty cookie tin, Xiaoxin suddenly slumped down on the coffee table in despair: "Waaah, my cookie bathtub dream, is it going to be shattered on the very first day?" His voice was trembling with tears, sounding pitiful.

Just then, Misae came out of the kitchen carrying the food. Looking at Shin-chan, she shrugged and said, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around. Since you were so focused on your craft today, I'll reward you with a box of cookies, but you can only eat them after you finish eating." Misae then told Shin-chan to go get the cookies.

Shin-chan looked up excitedly, his eyes sparkling: "Really? Mom!"

“Of course it’s true,” Misae patted his head. “But you can’t eat it all, and you have to keep your promise that you can only eat it after dinner.”

"Yay! Long live Mom!" Shin-chan excitedly held up his cookie tin: "My cookie tin, it's finally full of cookies! Shin-chan! I did it! It's my cookies!"

Mingxu looked at him calmly. "How do you think Mom knew about your cookie tin? You just went to talk to Mom about it."

Watching Shin-chan carefully cradle the cookie tin in his arms, then pour in cookies from the kitchen, as if afraid they'd fall out, I shook my head helplessly. It seems Shin-chan's grand cookie-storing plan has finally taken its first difficult step. Although it only filled about a third full, for him, it was already a crucial step towards realizing his "cookie bathtub dream." I just wonder if that cookie will survive until tomorrow morning? Mingxu secretly wondered.

However, Shin-chan couldn't resist the cookie for a moment. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he took one bite, then another, and before long, there weren't many cookies left.

When Mingxu noticed Xiaoxin, there were only a few pieces left inside.

"Hey, Shin-chan, if you keep eating, your plan is really going to be indefinitely delayed." Seeing Shin-chan still eager to try, Mingxu had no choice but to remind him.

"I didn't eat it!" Shin-chan was caught, but he still stubbornly insisted.

Mingxu raised an eyebrow and pointed to the cookie crumbs on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? What's that on your mouth? Did the little cookie grow legs and run up there by itself?"

Shin-chan hurriedly wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes darting around: "Th-those were paint stains I accidentally got on my face while doing crafts!"

"Really?" Mingxu deliberately dragged out his words, picked up the cookie tin on the coffee table and shook it, making a few cookies clink together. "How come I remember Mom gave you a whole box just now? It hasn't been long, and there are only 'a few pieces of paint' left?"

Shin-chan was speechless, his face turning bright red. Finally, he simply grabbed his cookie tin and ran away, shouting, "I...I'll go to my room to store them! There are too many people here, it's getting in the way of me storing money...no, cookies!"

Watching his retreating figure as he "escaped" into the room with the bucket in his arms, Mingxu couldn't help but exchange a glance with Xiaokui in his arms. Xiaokui seemed to find it amusing as well, and giggled again.

"There's just no way to deal with him." Mingxu shook his head, then lowered his head and kissed Xiaokui's forehead. "Xiaokui, don't be like your brother. You have to be persistent in doing things."

Xiao Kui blinked her big eyes, seemingly understanding but not quite, and then grabbed Mingxu's finger with her little hand and put it in her mouth to nibble on it.

Misae also saw Shin-chan's actions and shook her head helplessly. This guy, really. Oh well, let him be. Anyway, I'm not going to give him any more cookies today.

Shin-chan hid to the side, looking at his little cookie tin, and sighed again. His plan hadn't succeeded yet; he still needed to work harder.

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