Chapter 17 Fatty Daddy: This is Daddy's love!
It was late when the couple returned home after buying the cake. Qin Wutong came back with the child. Li Qingfeng unpacked the gifts his father had bought, holding a bag of peach shortbread in his left hand and a box of milk candy in his right. There were also brand-new airplane and tank models on the ground.
"My dad's back! My real dad's back!"
The chubby boy was as happy as if it were Chinese New Year.
Qin Xiangxiang, carrying the cake, hurried up to the second floor, not wanting the little chubby boy to see her. However, things didn't go as planned; the little chubby boy shouted, "Mom! What good stuff are you hiding!"
"Cake! It's cake!"
Qin Xiangxiang opened the door, slipped inside, locked it, and quickly hid the cake under her bed.
"Mom, open the door! Open the door!"
"I want to eat cake!"
"Let my dad beat you up!" the chubby boy shouted as he pounded on the door, punching and kicking it.
Li Jianzhi went upstairs and caught a glimpse of the chubby boy. He was wearing a striped shirt and a woolen jacket. He had a very sturdy little body and his facial features were somewhat similar to Li Jianzhi's. When Li Jianzhi lifted him up, he looked like a fat rat.
Is this his own son?
"Dad?" The chubby boy was startled by the sudden appearance of the big man, who lifted him up as easily as picking up a glass of water.
His dad is so tall! So big! So strong!
His dad is a military officer, he can definitely beat his mom until she screams for mercy!
"I want cake! Mom's hidden something delicious again!"
"Dad, go inside and hit my mom! Beat her up!"
Li Jianzhi was stunned: "?"
What is this child saying?
"My great-grandmother said that women should listen to men."
"Dad, go in and beat her up! Beat my mom until she screams!"
Li Qingfeng's loud shouting attracted everyone in the unit. It was a row of two-story buildings, and not only the Qin family's unit, but also the people from the two neighboring units stood on the second-floor corridor to quietly watch the show and listen to the excitement.
"Is Qin Xiangxiang's husband back upstairs?"
"The Qin family's son-in-law is back?"
Xie Zhengang, the leader of the kids on the first floor, led three or four children upstairs. When he saw Li Qingfeng, he asked curiously, "Is your dad going to hit your mom?"
The chubby boy shouted triumphantly, "Come and see my dad beat my mom!"
"My great-grandmother said that my father was the best at disciplining women!"
Li Jianzhi: "..."
Xie Zhengang glanced at the tall, unfamiliar man in military uniform and felt a surge of fear. Li Qingfeng's father was so tall, and his face was so fierce; he never smiled.
Li Jianzhi picked up the little brat in his hand and was somewhat surprised. This arrogant fat baby was actually his biological son.
Is this son so abstract?
Surrounded by onlookers, Qin Xiangxiang opened the door and peeked out, reminding Li Jianzhi, "You swore an oath!"
Li Jianzhi nodded. He had previously thought that hitting a child was uncivilized, but now, looking at the arrogant and chubby Da Bao... he realized that the child had to be disciplined.
He was tall and slender. He glanced around and easily pulled down Li Qingfeng's pants, revealing his bare buttocks. He then slapped Li Qingfeng hard on the buttocks.
The little chubby boy saw his father for the first time after he was born, and this moment must have been very memorable.
A dozen or so people were watching when a slap landed on his bottom. The burning pain spread, and the chubby boy howled in pain. He had never been hit since birth. His maternal grandfather always favored him, his maternal grandmother only scolded her daughter and not her grandson, and his great-grandmother always favored him, which made the chubby boy fearless.
He never imagined that the heavy blow of a father's love would fall on him.
"Awooo!! Awooo!! Awooo!!"
"It hurts, it hurts so much! Waaaaaah!!!"
"Help! Murder! My dad hit me!!!"
...
Qin Xiangxiang shrank back. This man really hit her? Her buttocks were all swollen! My God! So pitiful!
Aunt Ding and the others on the first floor were almost laughing out loud. This child was usually quite arrogant, even saying that he would let his father come back and beat his mother, but he was the first one to get beaten.
Serves you right!
The kid leader, Xie Zhengang, exclaimed in amazement: "Little Fatty's dad upstairs is back. He'll have plenty of time to eat stir-fried pork with bamboo sticks from now on."
"This is my father's love!"
The other children watching exclaimed in unison, "Wow! Wow! Wow! Daddy's love! He's spanked me so much!"
Qin Wutong stood at the door watching his son-in-law beat his grandson, who had just returned home. He hesitated, wanting to stop him but unable to. This son-in-law looked so "fierce" that even he, the father-in-law, was afraid.
Zhou Aodong went back inside, not taking it seriously. This was someone else's son, and a father has to discipline his child when he comes home.
"Apologize to your mother and say you'll listen to her from now on." Li Jianzhi put the chubby boy down, and the boy was now crying and sniffling, his face covered in tears and snot, looking quite pitiful.
To teach him a lesson he wouldn't forget, Li Jianzhi deliberately hit him harder. He didn't want to beat his child every day; this was a one-time thing, and he had to make a deep impression on him.
The child's bottom swelled up like a blooming steamed bun.
The chubby little boy was quite stubborn for his age, shouting, "No!"
He shouted, "I would rather die than submit!"
The chubby boy felt like a war hero in a movie.
"Alright, kneel down." Li Jianzhi made him kneel at the door of Qin Xiangxiang's room, while he moved a small stool next to him and stood guard.
The chubby boy knelt on the ground, feeling wronged and sad. He turned his head to look for his grandfather, but his grandfather had been pulled away by his grandmother. The people watching the play had all gone home for dinner, while his bottom was so swollen that he couldn't even put on his pants.
"I cut a really big piece of cake for you." Qin Xiangxiang cut a quarter of the cake and offered it to Li Jianzhi.
She didn't expect this deadbeat man to be so reliable; he really meant it when he said he'd hit her. Qin Xiangxiang handed him the cake, practically saying, "Boss, please have some."
"I don't like sweets, you eat it." Li Jianzhi's face was expressionless as he refused the cream cake the woman offered.
"Try it, it's delicious!" Hearing him say that, Qin Xiangxiang was even happier. This deadbeat man was too good. Not only did he help her beat the child when he got home, but he also didn't eat the cake.
She offered Li Jianzhi a piece of cake, then happily devoured the rest of the cake in her bowl.
Li Jianzhi was forced to take a bite, and then he watched as Qin Xiangxiang continued to eat the cake he had taken a bite of, and his cheeks began to burn subtly.
He tried to calm himself down.
But the fireworks in his head were making him dizzy. Was this an indirect kiss? An indirect kiss!
"It smells so good, it's so sweet!" Qin Xiangxiang made tempting noises as she ate, whispering wickedly in front of the chubby boy.
"Wa ...
"You're the stepmother! You're the stepfather!!! Waa ...
"I don't want my dad, I don't want my dad, I don't want my dad."
...
Li Jianzhi asked his wife curiously, "How old is this child?"
Qin Xiangxiang originally wanted to curse, "How dare you ask how old your own son is?" But then she remembered that this man had helped her beat her son to vent her anger earlier that day, so she said softly, "He's over four years old."
"They should start early education."
Qin Xiangxiang: "?"
"Can he read? Can he write? How much can he memorize?"
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
"I taught them to count in the middle class, so they should be able to count from one to twenty."
Li Jianzhi frowned. He remembered that when he was four years old, he should have understood a lot of knowledge and principles, and could recite at least dozens of Tang poems. But his son could only count one, two, three, four, five, six... and could only count up to twenty.
He has been learning two languages since he was a child. He can recognize characters even if he doesn't speak his mother tongue. He should be able to have everyday English conversations by the age of four.
"Think about it, our child is too fat, that won't do. I just weighed him, and he's overweight. This weight is not standard for a four-year-old; he's beyond the normal range."
Qin Xiangxiang asked curiously, "His great-grandmother said he's blessed, and the fatter the child, the better."
“No, children shouldn’t be too fat from a young age. Being too fat is bad for the development of their knee joints.” Li Jianzhi immediately disagreed, feeling that the older generation’s ideas about raising children were too outdated.
If a child is too heavy, it can damage their knees. Moreover, the heavier a child is, the less willing they are to exercise, and over time they will become lazier. How can they develop a strong physique in the future?
"He needs to lose weight."
Qin Xiangxiang was stunned: "?"
"What does 'weight loss' mean?" Qin Xiangxiang had never heard of such a term before. Weight loss?
Li Jianzhi explained, "We need to make him lose weight and get a more balanced figure; he's too fat."
Qin Xiangxiang said, "Isn't it good that the child is chubby? Everyone praises that the child is well-raised like that."
"No, he needs to lose weight."
“To build a strong physique, you have to start from childhood.” Li Jianzhi pondered for a moment. “How about this, starting tomorrow morning, I’ll take him running, pull-ups, push-ups… Can he do handstands and somersaults?”
Qin Xiangxiang shook her head, somewhat confused.
"He can't even do a somersault?" Li Jianzhi remembered that when he was a child, the kids in his workplace compound would ride their bikes together and do somersaults, and they would compete to see who could stay upside down the longest.
Qin Xiangxiang shook her head, looking even more confused.
"Think about it, which of the children downstairs are in elementary school?"
"Aunt Ding's family has a child who is in elementary school."
“Okay, I’ll go to his house tomorrow to borrow books so that our children can learn to recognize characters and memorize elementary school texts in advance.”
"Can he only count to twenty? That won't do. He needs to at least learn to count from one to one hundred."
Learning should start from childhood. Li Jian knew that his son must not be illiterate. If he did not develop good study habits now, he would only grow up to be a spoiled brat, which was absolutely unacceptable.
His son should be like him, developing good living and learning habits from a young age, being independent enough, and learning to enjoy a high-intensity, highly disciplined life.
"...Dinner's ready." Qin Wutong called out. His daughter and son-in-law had come home late today, so he had cooked the meal. Seeing that there was no movement from the other side and his little grandson was still kneeling on the ground, he felt heartbroken.
When a father disciplines his son, it's not appropriate for the father to speak up.
"Let's wake the kids up and eat together."
Li Jianzhi shook his head, "Let the child go hungry for a while. He's so fat, it'll be fine if he goes hungry for a while."
The child is so fat, it must be because of a poor diet. He eats too many carbohydrates every day. He should eat more high-protein foods. Material conditions are not as good as they will be in the future, but... fish is the best high-protein, low-fat food.
Eat more fish, drink more milk, eat more tofu... His son should grow to at least 1.85 meters tall; being too fat will hinder his growth.
Qin Wutong: "..." Son-in-law, you...
Qin Xiangxiang: "...?!"
Wow! What kind of stepfather behavior is this!
"Think about it, let's go eat." Li Jianzhi urged his wife to go eat.
Before leaving, Qin Xiangxiang glanced back at the chubby boy. Although she always disliked this little chubby boy who stole food, he was still her own child. She couldn't bear to let him go hungry.
However... that deadbeat man is right, the child is so fat, it's okay if he skips a meal.
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