"Okay, thank you, Dad."
The little dumpling yawned; it had been a truly exhausting day.
...
After Tuantuan finished her bath, her brothers all came to her bedside and took turns telling her stories.
Yang Jinchuan, who entered carrying milk and fruit, was speechless.
There was absolutely no room for him to step.
These sons are determined not to leave him any room for maneuver!
"Make way, everyone. What are you standing here for? Your sister needs some fruit and milk. If you're hindering her growth, I'll kick you all out."
Yang Yu snatched the fruit plate and placed it by the bedside, chuckling, "Little sister, your sixth brother will peel the longan for you. Dad isn't very thoughtful; how can he let you eat longan without peeling it?"
Yang Junjie picked up an orange: "Right, what if my sister gets her hands dirty if we don't peel the orange?"
Yang Boyu brought over a straw: "Dad, it's more convenient to use a straw to give Tuantuan milk. If she drinks directly from a cup, she'll get it on her clothes and have to change them, which is too much trouble."
Yang Jinchuan: "!!"
good!
Very good!
These brats are starting to bully their dad?
What a terrible father he is!
My hands are itching to get started!
I can't feel better without giving these brats a good beating!
Yang Jinchuan frowned, looked around, and realized he didn't have any suitable tools.
Just then, Yang Xinghe picked up a feather duster: "Dad, hit him, don't hold back, beat him hard."
Yang Jinchuan: "..."
Yang Chengze and Yang Qixiu watched with smiles on their faces. This family is getting more and more lively.
Yang Chengze's phone rang, and upon hearing the voice on the other end, he exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible!"
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