This little dumpling can't be counted beyond two; it always substitutes two for each additional one.

"That candy in my bag smells bad, it doesn't taste good~"

Yan Xiao let out a breath. "So, you didn't eat the snacks?"

The little guy nodded his head. "Mommy said I can't eat what other people give me, not even Little Whitey."

Yan Xiao's brow relaxed, but upon hearing the last sentence, he couldn't help but ask again, "Who is Xiao Bai Bai?"

"Ah, Baba is so silly, all he wants is to give Tangtang some vegetables and white bread..."

Yan Xiao's eyebrows twitched. He knew that this little dumpling was causing trouble here. Although he had already guessed that, given the little guy's picky nature, he shouldn't have eaten anything indiscriminately.

However, I still took her to the clinic for a check-up before I felt relieved and went home.

…

"Ayan, why did you take so long?"

When Wen Qinghe came out of the main room, she saw Tuanzi in Yan Xiao's arms, who was sobbing from time to time.

With a look of surprise, she asked, "What's wrong with Little Snack?"

Hearing her mother's voice, Little Sweetie pouted and looked up from Yan Xiao's arms.

With teary eyes, she complained, "Mommy, Daddy bullies me, Grandma bullies me, Uncle bullies me..."

The baby's choked voice broke Wen Qinghe's heart, and she reached out to hug the little dumpling.

But Yan Xiao dodged it with a slight movement.

"This little thing weighs several tens of kilograms, I can carry it."

What Yan Xiao didn't say was that the little thing had just touched sheep droppings and still had a faint stench on it. It wouldn't be good if it made his wife lose her appetite.

Before Wen Qinghe could say anything, the little dumpling hummed twice.

Wen Qinghe chuckled and said, "What's wrong with us little snacks? Didn't we just go out and find some friends to play with?"

They arrived at Fengjia Village last night, and this morning the little guy ran off with a baby bottle and disappeared.

Since they were in the village, the little guy wouldn't have gone far, so Wen Qinghe didn't ask any more questions.

Now that he's come back whining and complaining, Wen Qinghe looks at Yan Xiao in surprise.

Yan Xiao recalled the foolish things this little thing had done, and was about to speak when he inexplicably thought of the year he went to the Northwest to find his father-in-law.

The father-in-law casually teased his wife about some funny things that happened when she was a child, and this guy was exactly like Qingqing.

He could now understand his father-in-law's feelings to some extent, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

To save face for the little guy and his wife, he coughed lightly to suppress his laughter and said:

"It's nothing, Little Snack is just being naughty. I'll take her to wash up and change her clothes. We'll go see the old village chief together later."

"good."