Chapter 525 Don’t Force Your Father to Slap You
The next moment, Song Yanxi understood why Zixu had that expression.
I don’t know if it was because she was disturbed or because she was suddenly awakened from her dream, but Jiaojiao started crying loudly without even opening her eyes.
Mo Jinchuan patted her back and glared at Zixu, saying, "I'll deal with you when I get back."
Hearing his voice, Jiaojiao cried even harder, crying and aggrieved: "Daddy is bad, Jiaojiao doesn't want daddy, she wants mommy!"
Mo Jinchuan's body stiffened slightly, and he coaxed helplessly: "Be good, Jiaojiao, Daddy will coax you to sleep."
The little girl in her arms cried even harder when she heard this, closing her eyes and shouting, "Mother!"
Song Yanxi listened to her heartbreaking cry and felt distressed. She looked at Zi Yan and asked, "Has Jiaojiao seen her biological mother?"
Zi Yan shook his head slightly and explained, "Jiao Jiao was less than three months old when Daddy picked her up."
He paused, then continued, "Jiaojiao was raised on goat's milk and never had a wet nurse."
So who is the mother she is calling?
Meeting Zi Yan's hesitant gaze, Song Yanxi thought of what the little girl had just said and felt her cheeks slightly hot.
Although she had imagined that she might become the mother of several children, she was not ready to be a mother.
After all, there is a gap between the two.
While thinking, Song Yanxi heard Jiaojiao's crying becoming softer and softer, accompanied by sobs, which made the listeners even more heartbroken.
The little girl has a congenital deficiency, and if she continues crying like this, something bad will definitely happen.
Seeing Mo Jinchuan nervous and at a loss, Song Yanxi asked tentatively: "Your Highness, how about I give it a try?"
"This..." Mo Jinchuan was worried that Jiaojiao would start crying and she wouldn't be able to hold him.
But when he saw his daughter's face flushed and she was crying breathlessly, he felt very distressed.
Maybe she was tired from crying or she was sober, Jiaojiao opened her misty eyes and said, "I want mommy, not daddy."
Afraid that Mo Jinchuan wouldn't understand, the little girl shouted at Song Yanxi crisply, "Mother!"
Song Yanxi quickly reached out to take her, let her lie on her shoulder, patted her back and coaxed her, "Jiaojiao, be good, don't cry."
The little girl sobbed and asked, "Does mother think Jiaojiao is not well behaved?"
"How could that be?" Song Yanxi hurriedly explained, "You have a special physique. Crying is not good for your body."
Jiaojiao didn’t know what was good or bad, she only knew that her mother didn’t like it.
She murmured softly, "Mother likes good children. Jiaojiao, don't cry. Jiaojiao, be good."
Amused by the little girl's words, Song Yanxi said softly, "Auntie likes Jiaojiao, and it has nothing to do with whether Jiaojiao is a good child or not."
"Aunt is lying..."
"No, Auntie never lies."
The response to Song Yanxi was the little girl's long breathing.
The four of them, father and son, were all stunned.
Zixu even thought he was hallucinating and was about to pinch his second brother, but unexpectedly the other party moved faster.
He couldn't help screaming when he felt his arm moving, but before he could open his mouth, the older brother beside him covered it.
Zi Yan smiled at him gently, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
It was clearly saying, "If you dare to howl, you'll be dead."
Zixu blinked, indicating that he understood.
He pried Zi Yan's hands apart and whispered, "I'm not stupid. If I really wake my sister up, won't Dad beat me again?"
Thinking of the horrible scene, he quickly protected his butt with his hands.
Ziheng glanced at him and said nothing.
But that look clearly contained a familiar look of disdain.
Zixu pursed his lips and said angrily, "Second brother, don't be so careless. Of course you didn't feel it when the slap didn't land on your butt."
Ziheng: "I didn't cause any trouble."
Zixu: “…”
He clenched his fists, jumped off the chair, ran to Song Yanxi and started to pull her sleeve to act coquettishly.
Before the little hand reached the sleeve, Mo Jinchuan slapped the back of the hand.
Although it doesn't hurt, it is extremely insulting.
Zixu was dissatisfied and asked, "Why can my sister sit in my aunt's arms, but I can't?"
Mo Jinchuan said with a dark face: "Don't force your father to slap you."
Zixu took two steps back, making sure he couldn't slap him, and then he said angrily, "Dad, you're biased!"
Even though he was very angry, he still deliberately lowered his voice when speaking, for fear of disturbing Jiaojiao who had just fallen asleep.
There is love from my brother, but not much.
More importantly, it was his desire to protect his poor little butt.
If he gets beaten again, he will have to sleep on his stomach at night for the next few days.
Mo Jinchuan raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile, "Why, is this your first day meeting me?"
There are three little boys and one precious daughter in the family, and she is the youngest one. If he doesn’t love her, who will?
Not to mention, the third brother has always been a troublesome person. He either catches chickens or chases dogs all day long. Even if he wants to be partial, he can't convince himself.
Zixu's eyes widened and he asked, "Are you admitting it just like that?"
Mo Jinchuan: "Or?"
As if he had received a great blow, Zixu's eyes instantly turned red, and he clenched his fists and said, "I am indeed not my father's biological son."
As he said this, he turned around and was about to rush out. After running two steps, he realized that no one was stopping him.
Even Song Yanxi did not speak to stop it.
For a moment, immense sadness engulfed him completely.
He felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world in an instant, and tears of grievance flowed down his cheeks and fell to the floor.
Seeing his shoulders shaking, Song Yanxi winked at Mo Jinchuan, indicating that it was almost enough.
Disciplining children is not something that can be done overnight; it needs to be done step by step.
However, Zixu's temper really needs to be tamed, otherwise he will suffer a lot when he grows up.
It was impossible for him to stay in Prince Jin's Mansion for the rest of his life and live under their protection.
Sooner or later they will grow old and die, and we will not be able to take care of them for the rest of their lives.
Song Yanxi was filled with worry and didn't notice that she had unknowingly put herself in the position of a mother of several children.
Looking at the stubborn figure, Mo Jinchuan said coldly: "Go back, or go back to the palace, choose one."
Zixu clenched his fists and refused to move.
Mo Jinchuan called out in a low voice: "An Yi."
The next moment, Zixu turned around, wiped his tears, and said, "I'm not leaving. You want to eat alone? No way."
Mo Jinchuan frowned, "Can't you speak properly?"
Sensing that he was about to get angry, Zixu shrank his neck and said weakly, "Yes."
Seeing his stubborn and cowardly appearance, Mo Jinchuan sighed softly, "I wonder who this child takes after."
Lying on Song Yanxi's shoulder, Jiaojiao, who should have been fast asleep, said in a baby voice, "Follow Auntie!"
Song Yanxi was stunned. No matter how she looked at it, it wasn't as if she had done it.
Besides, if it were her childhood, she would have just rushed out without saying anything about being partial.
Zixu's awkward personality is nothing like her at all.
Meeting her puzzled eyes, Mo Jinchuan said, "Jiaojiao should be talking about Yingxue."
Song Yanxi held the little girl in her arms and sat her on her lap. She wiped away the remaining tears from her eyes with a handkerchief and asked with a smile, "When did Jiaojiao wake up?"
The little girl's eyes rolled around, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Zixu muffledly say, "Sister is pretending, she didn't sleep."
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