Chapter 13 Taking Youyou Home

Yang Shiqing sent Chengzi and his family away, and when leaving, he expressed his full respect for Chengzi's wishes: "If Chengzi doesn't want to learn Taekwondo anymore, I can refund you this month's tuition."

“No, no.”

They all belong to neighbors, and Orange's parents refused to accept them no matter what.

Orange is already six years old and knows what he is doing. In order to avoid attending interest classes, he went on a hunger strike for two days.

He had originally planned to faint at home so that only his parents would know about the embarrassment.

But Taekwondo classes are extremely physically demanding and he simply couldn't hold on any longer. Now not only had all the other kids in the gym seen him embarrassed, he also seemed to have caused trouble for Uncle Yang.

Chengzi pinched her fingers and shook her little feet restlessly, not daring to look Yang Shiqing in the eye.

Just when Yang Shiqing turned around, he said sorry in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

The children who stayed in the venue were listening to Coach Kobayashi's safety education class.

"...You can't risk your life just to get mom and dad to agree to your request. Do you understand?"

"I know—" the children answered in unison.

Yang Shiqing took over the conversation: "The reason why Chengzi's parents agreed to him is because his parents love him very much. People who love you will feel distressed when you hurt yourself. If there is anything, you should learn to discuss it with your parents..."

Su Youli grabbed the chicken leg handed to him by Grandma Yang and chewed it happily. He didn't quite understand what was said, but he responded actively.

Brother Orange didn't want to go to school, but his parents forced him to go, so Brother Orange went on a hunger strike. Then his parents agreed not to send him to school.

Su Youli thought about it and came to a conclusion - hunger strike is really good!

After the first class in the afternoon, Su Youli finally waited for the school to be over.

Su Youli actually doesn't like physically demanding courses like Taekwondo.

By the afternoon he started to become distracted. Their classroom was at the back and they couldn't see the gate.

Every time Coach Kobayashi looked at him, he could see the little guy facing him with the back of his round head, his eyes looking at the white wall. Behind the wall was the direction of the stadium gate.

To be honest, the little guy performed well enough.

Coach Kobayashi could obviously sense that the boy didn't like this course, but the little guy still took the class seriously, trying to make every movement perfect.

Coach Kobayashi thought to himself why this kid was not his? He was too obedient and easy to deal with.

"Pa pa", Coach Xiao Lin clapped his hands and called for everyone to gather: "Children, today's class ends here. Those who don't have parents to pick them up need to wait in the classroom. Those who have parents to pick them up can leave."

Yang Yang held Youyou's little hand and stood at the door waiting for Yang Shiqing to finish class.

The children in the kindergarten class were all picked up by their parents. Coach Kobayashi poked Yang Shiqing and pointed to the gate.

When they looked over, they saw Su Youli standing on tiptoe with her face pressed against the glass door, her flesh squeezed into a pile.

"When will Youyou's parents come to pick him up?" If this was his son, he would even attend classes with him.

Yang Shiqing looked at the little guy's expectant back and said, "Youyou's father has something to do these two days."

"What could be more important than picking up my son from school? How can he be a father if he doesn't even send him lunch?"

Coach Kobayashi got himself angry as he spoke.

Yang Shiqing thought of the several extremely luxurious cars he saw in front of the Su family's house yesterday, which would never appear in a small town like theirs, and he sighed deeply.

After a day of classes, the little guy was so tired that he almost fell asleep, but he still stood firmly at the door waiting for his father.

I don't know how long I waited before I heard familiar footsteps.

A tall figure, a tough and handsome face, and a smile on his lips.

Su Youli's round eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately rushed out and threw himself into Qin Kun's arms: "Dad!"

Qin Kun was hit by his son. He pinched his armpits with both hands and kissed his face: "How was your day, Youyou?"

The little guy thought seriously, he didn't like Taekwondo class, but he liked Coach Kobayashi, so the day went pretty well.

"I'm having a good time. Kunkun, how are you today?"

The reason why they sent the little guy here to attend class today was because they wanted to talk to Shen Minyan about something.

As the person in charge of the Shen Group, Shen Minyan has been delayed in Yunshui Town for a long time, and his time allocation is planned by seconds.

Shen Minyan proposed to take Youyou back to the Shen family in the next two days, without giving them much time to buffer.

"Dad is doing well too." Qin Kun rubbed his son's face.

The three-year-old cub was unable to perceive the emotions that adults could hide, and closed his eyes at his father's familiar voice.

The little cub waited for his father for a whole day and finally fell asleep peacefully in his father's reliable and safe arms.

The little guy didn't wake up along the way. Qin Kun picked up his son from the child seat and walked home.

The tall man slowed down and took several times longer than usual to walk home, a distance of several dozen meters.

Qin Kun looked at his son lying in his arms, and he really hoped that the road he walked with Youyou in his arms would be longer and longer.

"I'm back." Su Siwen pushed the wheelchair out of the kitchen.

The little guy was placed on the soft sofa. Su Siwen covered the little guy with the thin blanket folded on the sofa, without taking his eyes off him for a moment.

"Tell him when Youyou wakes up." Su Siwen said in a calm voice.

Qin Kun couldn't bear it, "Why don't we wait until tomorrow? Youyou is tired today."

Su Siwen remained silent and shook his head.

Since the little guy was old enough to understand, the two of them told him about his life story.

Su Youli didn’t really understand what adoption was. He only knew that his family was different from other families because he had two fathers.

Both dads love him very much, so they are Youyou’s dads.

What does it matter whether they are biological children or not? These two dads are Yuyou’s whole world and the people she loves the most.

Su Youli was awakened by the smell of butter biscuits.

The little cub opened his eyes, supported himself and climbed up on the sofa. He saw his little father sitting next to him painting with a paintbrush, and KunKun, who was wearing an apron and taking cookies out of the oven in the kitchen.

"Dad, it smells so good!"

Su Siwen put down his paintbrush and tilted his head to respond to his son: "Baby is awake, are you hungry?"

Su Youli touched his stomach, and the chicken drumstick he had eaten at noon seemed to have been digested: "Hungry, Youyou is hungry."

"Drink some milk first."

Today’s dinner was very sumptuous. Youyou didn’t want to use chopsticks, but his fathers didn’t object and let him eat with his hands.

There is no need to put your fingers into the holes on children's auxiliary chopsticks, nor do you need to master such difficult techniques.

The little guy grabbed the spoon and scooped rice and vegetables into his mouth one spoonful at a time.

There was even a dessert after dinner today. The little guy almost jumped up from his chair when Qin Kun took out a small rabbit cake from the refrigerator!

Happy New Year!