Doudou shook his head like a rattle and said, "I am the boss of our class."

"Boss!" Song Xijiao exclaimed.

"Yes! Whenever they fight, I am the one who breaks them up. Whenever they have conflicts, they ask me to mediate. I decide what games they play, and they have to listen to me." Doudou held his chin high.

His education has achieved remarkable results.

Song Xijiao was worried. I wondered if her daughter would have any social anxiety disorder?

"Doudou, do the kids in your class voluntarily recognize you as the leader?"

“Some of them weren’t, but I convinced them all.”

What kind of cool operation is it to defeat the enemy?

Doudou put his hands on his hips and said, "Dad taught me to convince people with reason. If reason doesn't work, then use violence and beat them until they reason."

"Doudou, when did Dad teach you these crooked ideas, Dad..."

Pei Zhiting wanted to explain to Doudou that their Pei family did not practice violence and they were gentle people who convinced others with reason.

Doudou interrupted him, "Last time you were fighting with your uncle, you were talking while you were fighting, trying to convince him with reason, and if he refused to accept, you could just fight him. Have you forgotten that?"

“That’s not…”

Hold.

Just think of it as him teaching you.

Pei Zhiting held Doudou in one hand and carried Doudou's Princess Elsa schoolbag in the other. Doudou lay on his shoulder. She kept waving goodbye to her teachers and classmates, like an older brother waving goodbye to his younger brother.

When she reached the door, Doudou saw people selling balloons and she pointed at them.

"Dad, I want a balloon."

Pei Zhiting bought a large bunch of balloons in various cartoon shapes, but Doudou didn't want any.

"One is enough for me. Dad works hard to earn money. I can't waste his money."

Pei Zhiting was so moved that tears filled his eyes.

Doudou took the balloons and said that her father bought balloons from the balloon seller so that the uncle could come back earlier to accompany his baby, but there were so many that she couldn't play with them all by herself, so she turned around and gave the balloons to her younger brothers.

"I'll give balloons to anyone who's nice to me."

"I'm with you."

"I'm with you."

“…”

Pei Zhiting withdrew his gaze and looked at the ice cream in his hand. Only an empty cone was left.

"Song Xijiao, you ate my ice cream."

"You are mine, but I can't eat your ice cream."

“…”

They were afraid of this group of parents, thinking that they instigated Doudou, not letting their children go home, forcing them to quarrel, and holding them responsible.

The vendor passed by and Doudou took several glances at it.

Pei Zhiting bought a dozen or so and a group of children gathered around him, each taking one.

"Thanks, Big Daddy."

"Thanks, Big Daddy."

“…”

When the fishermen's boats sing in the evening and the sun sets in the west, the parents sitting on the park benches all go to the playground to take their naughty children away. The scene is just like Wang Baochuan sending Xue Pinggui away. After leaving the cold kiln, they don't know when they will return, and everyone cries.

A group of parents were both amused and confused. Won’t they be able to meet again tomorrow?

Doudou waved on the swing set, "See you tomorrow, see you tomorrow. I will miss you."

A dozen or so children also waved their hands, "Boss, see you tomorrow, see you tomorrow, we will miss you too."

Parent: “…”

Pei Zhiting and Song Xijiao nervously gave polite yet elegant smiles.

I really want to pretend that I don't know her.

More than a dozen parents spoke one by one.

"Doudou's parents, your Doudou is so lively."

"Doudou's parents, your Doudou is really amazing."

"Doudou's parents, your Doudou is really a leader."

"Doudou's parents, your Doudou is really good at eating."

“…”

The first part is very good, but what the hell is that last sentence?

The two of them praised back without any embarrassment.

At five forty, she called and told Aunt Liu not to prepare dinner for them.

Mingyue Pavilion has produced a unique purple gold card, which does not require an appointment. No matter how many guests there are in Mingyue Pavilion, as long as Song Xijiao comes with a purple gold card, a private room will be arranged immediately.

In the magnificent Mingyue Pavilion, Pei Zhiting and Song Xijiao sat in a corner separated by a screen, with Doudou sitting between them.

Doudou held the menu and said to the waiter proudly, "This, this, this..."

"Except for these, please serve the others."

Pei Zhiting & Song Xijiao: “?”

There is no need to be so extravagant.

"Okay, please wait a moment, all three of you."

Doudou held his chin with his hands and said, "Dad, the food in Mingyue Pavilion is not as delicious as the one in kindergarten."

"Yes, Dad, please ask the chef to come to Mingyue Pavilion to work tomorrow! That way I can eat big chicken legs, braised pork, and spare ribs every day."

Pei Zhiting: "The boss of Mingyue Pavilion will cry if he hears this."

“…”

The names of dishes at Mingyue Pavilion are all fancy, for example:

I will endure the cold and snow to keep you warm, and make a bowl of lychee dew ice.

The door of thatched cottage is now open for you, you are drunk shrimp.

The lights in the flower market are as bright as day, and there are glass lanterns and cakes.

The throat is filled with jade-like golden water shield, which is the crab roe soup dumpling.

……………………………………………………………

Seeing Doudou eating happily, Song Xijiao asked her, "Does your kindergarten have this delicious dish?"

"Yes, the food our chef cooks is much more delicious than this."

Doudou took a sip of the warm wine and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Wow, this is delicious! Dad, let's ask the chef to come to Mingyue Pavilion to work tomorrow! That way, the chef can learn how to make this dish, and I can drink it every day in the future."

“…”

After returning home, Doudou hugged Aunt Liu's legs and said, "Grandma Liu, I missed you so much. I didn't eat the meal that Grandma Liu made today. I have no appetite and I can't sleep at night. I am so sad and upset."

Aunt Liu was so coaxed that she couldn't stop smiling. She picked up Doudou and asked him what he wanted to eat. Doudou listed a series of dishes.

Doudou wanted to sleep with Aunt Liu, so Pei Zhiting and Song Xijiao returned to the bedroom.

Song Xijiao kicked off her high heels and threw herself on the bed with her legs spread out. She had been wearing high heels all day and her feet were about to break.

Pei Zhiting sat on the edge of the bed, held her ankles and gently pressed her feet.

Song Xijiao hummed with comfort.

"Pei Zhiting, your technique is pretty good."

"That's right. My foot-massaging skills are second to none. There's no foot that I can't massage."

His hair was not dry yet. The hair on his forehead hung down, half covering his brow bones. His eyes were shining brightly under the light. A charming storm was brewing on the dark sea. His thin lips were curled in a shallow arc.

There's nothing wrong with his body, so why is he sad?

Is there something wrong with her body?

"Brother Ting..."

After the trip to Thailand, whenever she called him Pei Zhiting, he would have a cold face, looking sad and embarrassed, and he asked her to call him Brother Ting in a harsh tone.

She changed her address. Pei Zhiting's hand, which was pinching her ankle, stiffened slightly, and he raised his eyelids to look at her.

"What did you call me just now?"

"Brother Ting."

Pei Zhiting's breath was choked and the corners of his eyes turned red. He let go of Song Xijiao, stood by the bed, and looked down at her condescendingly.

"You asked me to call you that before, and I suddenly wanted to call you that. Why? Can't I?"

Pei Zhiting felt like he had something stuck in his throat. He said in a low voice, "No, don't call me that again."