"The little pig is still young, it's not too late to correct it when he's older." Lin Shufang still felt sorry for her grandson.

In fact, she knew very well that Ye Qingqing was right and that good habits should indeed be cultivated. She had educated Lu Mo in the same way before, and had been very successful in doing so.

But when it came to the little pig, Lin Shufang couldn't bring herself to be ruthless. The moment she saw the little pig's innocent and wide eyes, Lin Shufang's heart melted, and she couldn't bring herself to be cruel.

Moreover, she always comforted herself, saying that the little pig was still young and could wait a while, and that the little pig's genes were definitely fine and shouldn't go too far astray.

Lin Shufang harbored this sliver of wishful thinking, which is why she repeatedly indulged the little pig's dawdling.

Ye Qingqing was even more worried. Before she got pregnant, she had thought of countless possibilities: the child might have a congenital disease, or not be pretty, or even have a low IQ...

She had considered many possibilities, but she never expected that Lin Shufang would become the legendary Grandma Xiong.

Ye Qingqing even considered asking Lin Shufang to help educate the child, because with Lu Mo as such a successful role model, Lin Shufang would definitely be able to educate her grandson well.

As it turns out, she was being too optimistic.

A grandmother who can be firm in disciplining her grandson must be a national treasure even rarer than a giant panda. Lin Shufang is definitely not one of them, and the old man who could take three-year-old Lu Mo to run five kilometers every day, rain or shine, is even less so.

Lin Shufang was just talking, but the old man kicked her directly. Last time, Lu Mo had only slapped the little pig's bottom once, and the old man kicked him. Of course, he didn't do it in front of the little pig, but instead called Lu Mo into the house to discipline him.

No matter how powerful Lu Mo was outside, he could only obediently accept the kick in front of the old man, not daring to utter a sound.

So, with these two major obstacles at home, it's no wonder that the little pig's bad habits are getting worse and worse. This time, she has to correct them. The old man doesn't dare to kick her. If he wants to kick someone, he should kick Lu Mo instead. Anyway, she has to teach this little brat a lesson.

“Mom, you can tell what a person will be like at three years old. Little Pig is not a little kid anymore. Three years old is the best time to form habits. You should know this better than I do,” Ye Qingqing persuaded earnestly.

She has recently read a lot of parenting books and has gained a lot. Experts say that the first stage for children to develop good habits is between the ages of three and five, and adults need to pay attention during this stage to help children develop good habits.

Lin Shufang glanced at the piglet, feeling extremely conflicted. She knew Ye Qingqing was right, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. Seeing her grandson suffer was heartbreaking.

"Mom, if you can't bear to see it, go for a walk or chat with someone. If you can't see it, you won't feel sorry for him. You don't want your little pig to become a useless piece of trash, do you?"

Ye Qingqing saw through Lin Shufang's thoughts and simply told her to leave, as long as she didn't see anything. Even if the Jade Emperor came today, he couldn't stop her from disciplining her son.

"Grandma..." the little pig called out softly, sounding a bit flustered.

He doesn't want his grandma to leave; his mother will definitely resort to family discipline.

Lin Shufang hesitated. She truly loved her grandson, but she was also genuinely worried that he wouldn't amount to anything. Ye Qingqing's last question struck a chord with her. Compared to those unreasonable grandmothers, Lin Shufang was more rational and knew that Ye Qingqing was right.

Gritting her teeth, Lin Shufang nodded in agreement, "I'll go buy groceries, Qingqing... just bear with it, we need to be reasonable!"

The little pig frowned immediately. His backer was gone. What was he going to do?

Ye Qingqing looked at her son with a half-smile, "Mom, I'm your own mother, I definitely won't hit you hard."

She would choose the spot that hurt the most, but wouldn't break any bones, to teach this little brat a lesson!