Chapter 318 [The Mischievous Daughter's Story]
When Wei Qi was three and a half years old, he had a beautiful little sister.
My younger sister was named Wei Mi. Before she was two years old, she was loved by everyone and was the center of attention.
Whenever Yan Kui posts a photo of Wei Mi on her WeChat Moments, it's practically a massive "recognizing a daughter" event.
Even Lu Jingnan was eager to become Mi Mi's godfather, saying that Mi Mi was the most beautiful and adorable girl he had ever seen. He said that just looking at the little princess would make him feel better, and he even used Wei Mi's photo as his phone wallpaper and lock screen.
It was during the year between the ages of two and three that Wei Mi's true personality began to emerge.
I cry my heart out whenever I feel even slightly unhappy.
Wei Yin personally took care of his daughter from the beginning until she turned three, at which point he hired four nannies to look after her.
Little Mimi has also entered perpetual motion machine mode, running and jumping anytime, anywhere, leaping from the sofa to the carpet, rolling up the carpet to hide inside, and then making her dad come find her.
If Wei Yin doesn't come, she should immediately start crying, pretending to be heartbroken and burying herself in Yan Kui's arms, saying that only her mother loves her and her father doesn't love her.
Or, when the whole family goes out together, from the moment she steps out of the room, Wei Yin or Wei Qi have to carry her. If she is put down for a short while, she immediately uses her little watch to call her great-grandfather to complain.
Wei Qi's toy cars from when she was a child were mostly dismantled and piled up in the storage room behind the stairs.
But she is also very clever. Many times she knows that if she has angered her brother, she will take the initiative to coax him with food, and then sweetly say, "Brother, don't be angry with Mimi. Mimi won't do it again next time."
Fortunately, Wei Mi kept her word, and Wei Qi rarely got angry with her over trivial matters.
But if Wei Qi really gets angry, then Wei Mi will be in real trouble.
Because she angered her brother, no one would come to her rescue.
But if you anger your father, you can only whine to your mother and ask her to coax you.
One time, my aunt bought milk and went to the toilet. When she came back, the kitchen had become a bubbly milk bath.
The laundry detergent mixed with milk made the kitchen impossible to walk in, and the nannies were terrified, spending the entire afternoon cleaning.
Wei Yin finally couldn't hold back. With his already somewhat fierce face, he called out to Wei Mi, "Wei Mi, come here and come upstairs with me."
Wei Mi was startled by Wei Yin's tone. She lowered her head and followed behind her father. Then she secretly used her smartwatch to call her mother, hoping that her mother could come and save her.
Yan Kui did indeed come.
But what greeted little Wei Mi was not the image of being protected that she had in her heart, but her father with a dark face and her mother who was unhappy.
As a result, little Wei Mi received her first spanking since birth for wasting food and destroying other people's hard work.
Then Wei Mi behaved himself for half a year, playing fewer pranks and no longer throwing tantrums or complaining at any time.
Everyone in the family, including Grandpa Wei in the old house, breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Yan Kui sometimes wondered where things went wrong.
Why is the older brother so kind, while the younger sister is like a little devil?
Until one day, Grandpa Wei came from the old house, bringing a huge pile of toys for the two children, and also took out Wei Yin's childhood photo album.
The old man pointed to one of the photos of Wei Yin when he was three or four years old, climbing onto the kitchen counter and making a flying gesture, and said, "Haha, Wei Yin was just like Mi Mi is now when he was little, very mischievous!"
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