Zhao Xiaoyu only ate a small bowl of white rice porridge.
"No appetite? Shall I get something else?"
"No, I'm full after lunch and have no appetite. I'll eat later."
Xiao Lei checked his wife's head to make sure she wasn't sick before he felt relieved.
“My daughter is too noisy, so I leave her with her dad when I’m tired.”
Zhao Xiaoyu glanced at him; he really was a dutiful and good son-in-law.
My little girl was actually an accident. We had planned not to have any more children for the next two years, but then she suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
The baby who escaped the net was very energetic. She was restless even when she was in her belly, kicking and punching every day. After she was born, she had even more boundless energy.
Sometimes she found it strange that she and Xiao Lei, with their quiet personalities, had given birth to such a devil.
And my daughter is a bit...eccentric.
Sigh, I guess she was a fortune teller in her past life and forgot to drink the Meng Po soup (the soup of oblivion).
Fortunately, she wasn't entirely normal either, so she wasn't too alarmed by her daughter's occasional tantrums. Her parents were overjoyed, saying that she was a child blessed by the gods.
It's just that the lie she told back then was too powerful.
"I love her, but you are the most important."
Zhao Xiaoyu: ...
The sweet words came unexpectedly, and Zhao Xiaoyu blushed slightly. Xiao Lei's face moved closer, and he was about to kiss her on the lips when she closed her eyes.
"Daddy and Mommy! I want kisses too!"
The two separated instantly. Zhao Xiaoyu glared at the little girl at the door, but the little girl wasn't afraid at all. She ran in and hugged her father's leg, begging for a kiss.
"Father can't only love Mother, Xiaoqi needs to love her too."
"Zhao Qixi!"
Zhao Xiaoyu's tyranny had no effect on her. She climbed onto the bed, hugged her mother's face, and kissed her twice. Zhao Xiaoyu instantly lost her temper.
"Aren't you in Grandpa's room?"
"Mom, that silly bird is cursing me."
He opened his hand, revealing two bird feathers inside. Zhao Xiaoyu: ...
Old Man Qian and his father must be heartbroken.
"How many times have I told you not to pluck the bird's feathers? Do you just ignore me? The parrot is part of our family. It's the apple of my great-grandfather and grandfather's eye."
The little girl pouted, "No, their darling is Xiao Qi. Great-Grandpa said he'd save bird feathers for me to make shuttlecocks, as long as I like them."
"And I didn't do it on purpose. The bird either insulted me or ignored me, which made Xiaoqi angry."
"You expect it to like you? Birds have tempers too. Do you think it deserves to be abused? How many times have you plucked its feathers? If you pluck them again, it will be bald. How can it be happy?"
"I'll shave all your hair and make you a little nun, would you be willing?"
"No, nuns can't eat meat." The little girl covered her hair with her small hands, her face full of resistance.
"Cough cough!" Xiao Lei covered his mouth with his hand. His wife was teaching their daughter, so he couldn't laugh right now.
Zhao Xiaoyu was convinced. "You really love eating meat."
"The meat smells delicious!"
"You're not allowed to bully the parrot anymore, you hear me?"
"I like it, I'll play with it."
"I don't see anything about you liking it. If you really like it, you'll be picking bird feathers all the time. Your liking is terrifying."
Finding no comfort in her parents' arms, the little girl ran off to find her maternal grandmother.
Zhao Xiaoyu was extremely troubled. "How do you expect her to raise? Who would dare marry her when she grows up?"
"Your daughter is quite cute like this. Don't you think she has a good personality?"
Come on, you think she's good-natured? She's clearly a little devil.
"Just keep spoiling them."
Ignoring her biased father, Zhao Xiaoyu went out to find her son. At that moment, Yuanbao was holding a book bigger than his face, sitting upright and reading aloud.
See? See? My son is so easy to take care of.
"Sweetie! Are you tired? Do you want to take a break?"
As she spoke, she bent down and kissed her son on the cheek. The child's chubby little face turned red, and he secretly glanced at the teacher beside him.
"Mom, I'm all grown up now, don't kiss me."
He had overheard his aunt Pear Blossom telling his uncle Youfu that men and women should not touch each other, and that he was not allowed to meet with women alone outside, let alone hold hands or kiss them on the cheek.
Uncle Youfu agreed, saying he would never look at any woman when he went out.
Mother is a woman, and he is a man; how can they be so intimate?
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