"Smack!"

Ye Qingqing was furious and slapped them both across the face. How dare they call her fat? They must be asking for it!

"You're out of pocket money this month. Go home and stand in a horse stance for an hour." Ye Qingqing glared at her, showing no mercy.

He would even cheat his own mother for money; it would be an outrage to not punish him.

Her current weight is about the same as when she graduated from university, with a difference of less than five pounds, and it has remained stable ever since. How can you say she's fat when she has such a standard figure? You two blind bastards.

"Mom, you're a tyrant!" Jingjing protested defiantly.

Lu Mo glanced at her and said softly, "Add half an hour of horse stance!"

"Dad, you're being unreasonable!" An'an protested.

They weren't wrong, Mom did gain some weight, so why punish them?

"Another half hour, and you'll have to go home and write a profound self-criticism," Lu Mo said quietly, showing no mercy.

Even he wouldn't dare say his wife has gained weight, these two little brats are so audacious, they should be punished!

He Junhua grabbed the two resentful siblings and whispered, "Are you stupid? There are two major taboos for women: age and figure. If you break these two taboos, even your own mother will turn against you. Aunt Qing is already being very kind by only punishing you by making you stand in a horse stance."

If it were her mother, she would definitely give her a good beating and deduct her allowance for a year. Don't ask her how she knows, because she has a painful history of this, and her little bottom still hurts a little when she thinks about it now.

“But we didn’t lie, Mom just got fat.” Jingjing pouted, feeling wronged. The teacher said that children should be honest and shouldn’t lie. She clearly didn’t lie, so why were her parents punishing her?

He Junhua patted the siblings on the shoulder and sighed like an adult, "They're still too young and inexperienced."

“You’re not lying, but women actually like to hear lies, especially older women, like our mothers. I’ll teach you, from now on you should say things like this.”

He Junhua lowered her voice and exaggeratedly said, "Ah, Mom, you look even more beautiful than when you were eighteen!"

"Mom, you are absolutely a perfect clothes hanger. Even if you were wearing a burlap sack, you would still be the most dazzling flower in the crowd!"

He Junhua spoke with great emotion, using these two sentences as examples. She had earned a lot of pocket money from them. Meng Shanshan was very generous when she was happy. At first, He Junhua felt guilty, but for the sake of the money, she spoke more and more fluently and naturally, her words full of emotion and sincerity. She could definitely make Meng Shanshan believe from the bottom of her heart that she was the most dazzling flower.

"Ugh... Sister Junhua, you're so cheesy!" Jingjing shuddered, unable to say it.

He Junhua glared at her, annoyed. "As long as you can make money, that's fine. Besides, Aunt Qing is indeed the most dazzling flower. You don't need to go against your conscience. I'm the one who's really mushy when I'm talking to my mom!"

Her mother had actually gained some weight over the years; her waist had thickened and her chin had become rounder, though not as dramatically as her father's. She also had some fine lines around her eyes. Time spares no one, and her mother was no exception. However, compared to ordinary women, Meng Shanshan was still very well-maintained. She looked to be at most in her thirties. Although she was a bit plump, she was still a clothes hanger and didn't have much excess fat.

The children whispered among themselves, unheard by others, but Lu Mo heard them all. A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. These kids these days are all so clever and cunning. He had thought He Junhua was a little lady, but it turned out she was actually a mischievous and quirky girl. She was also good at keeping accounts, so she definitely wouldn't be taken advantage of.