Lu Yanci asked the aunt to prepare the big chicken leg that Lu Qichen had been longing for.
I prepared Qin Qinghuan's favorite pig-shaped custard buns.
After they finished washing up, they sat on chairs in the dining room to eat breakfast. They saw that only Lu Yanci came out of the bedroom, looking up with his small face, which resembled Lu Yanci's, and gazing expectantly at the person behind him.
Where is Mom?
Lu Yanci walked over and said, "Your mother worked late into the night yesterday and is resting now. You should eat your food properly."
"But Grandma said it's bad for your health if you don't eat breakfast." Little Lu Qichen slid off the chair, holding a big chicken leg in his hand. "Mom, eat your breakfast first, then go to sleep."
Qin Qinghuan, carrying two small pig-shaped buns, started running towards the bedroom.
Lu Yanci pinched the bridge of his nose and followed.
Qin Qinghuan handed the piggy bank to Qichen, quickly climbed into bed, and kissed Qin Yue's face a few times: "Mommy, get up."
Qin Yue felt like she hadn't fallen asleep yet, and was woken up by someone. She opened her eyes a crack and rubbed her head: "Baby, Mommy will sleep for two more minutes."
"Mommy needs to eat breakfast. We can't let her develop bad habits." Qin Qinghuan reached out to her younger brother and took the pig-shaped bun he offered. "Mommy, open your mouth, baby will feed you."
Lu Qichen held up the chicken leg in his hand, wanting to feed it to her, saying "Mom, eat chicken leg!" one bite after another.
Qin Yue asked Lu Yanci for help.
He leaned against the door frame with a smile on his lips, clearly not intending to ruin the heartwarming scene of the two little brats fawning over each other.
Qin Yue glared at him, then helplessly picked up her daughter and stood up. The cute little girl with two buns in her hair clung to her like a koala.
After eating the piggy bun that was offered to him, he quickly bent down and took a bite of the chicken leg from Lu Qichen's hand.
After she finished eating, the two little ones smiled contentedly.
Qinghuan swung her fair, slender legs, like lotus roots, to signal her to put her down.
Qin Yue placed the person on the bed.
She eagerly pulled back the covers and patted the bed, saying, "Mommy, go to sleep. You've worked so hard. Huanhuan will give you a back massage."
Qin Yue gently pinched her cheek: "Speak, what do you want from Mom?"
This little guy has a lot of secrets in his mind.
She shook her head vigorously: "Mom works so hard, baby feels sorry for Mom."
Qin Yue glanced at Lu Yanci, who was watching the show. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be so tired.
“Practicing martial arts is hard work for you, baby.” Qin Yue patted her daughter’s head, glanced down at her son, and asked them, “Don’t you two like practicing martial arts?”
"No, no." Her eyes curved into crescents, revealing a row of clean, white teeth. "Learning martial arts is so much fun! Uncle Jiang is really amazing. He can do a hundred push-ups, and his fists are bigger than sandbags! Chenchen and I will become really strong too. We'll protect Mom and smash bad guys with one punch."
"Yes, protect Mommy." After saying that, little Chenchen added, "Protect Daddy."
"Okay, baby will protect us from now on." Qin Yue chuckled and kissed her tightly clenched fist.
Then she waved to Chenchen, signaling him to come over, and took a wet wipe to wipe the oil stains off his hands.
After the three of them lingered for a while, Qin Yue told the two of them to go eat.
Qinghuan hesitated to leave, secretly plotting something. She gave her younger brother a wink, and Qichen, under pressure, stammered out their purpose.
I want my parents to take me to the amusement park this weekend.
After receiving a positive answer, the two little ones cheered and hugged Qin Yue, kissing and rubbing against her. Lu Yanci walked over, grabbed Qinghuan by the back of her collar, and pulled her out of Qin Yue's arms: "Isn't it time to go eat?"
She nodded like a chick pecking at rice, put her hands to her lips, and kept blowing kisses to Qin Yue, even making a heart shape with her hands above her head: "Mommy, baby loves you, loves you."
Not to be outdone, Lu Qichen quickly put his hands on his head and made a heart shape with his hands for Qin Yue, saying, "Chenchen loves Mom too."
The family of four went to the amusement park over the weekend.
Seeing that there were people playing bumper cars, he tugged at Qin Yue's hand and said he wanted to play.
Lu Yan resigned and bought a ticket.
Qin Qinghuan had already assigned the tasks.
“Chenchen, you’re in a team with Dad. Dad is really good. If you team up with Dad, you’ll definitely beat Mom and me. If you win, I’ll let you be the older brother for a day.” Qin Qinghuan held up one finger.
His eyes lit up.
"If I win, you'll be my little follower for a day."
The child's desire to win took over.
Turning around, Qin Qinghuan covered her mouth and chuckled, gesturing for Qin Yue to bend down, and then whispered in her ear, "Mom, we're going to win."
In their family, the mother is the most important person.
Dad couldn't bear to let Mom lose.
Qin Yue and Qin Qinghuan won.
Lu Qichen slumped his head like a wilted eggplant, with Qin Qinghuan's little water bottle hanging around his neck. He resigned himself to being her little follower, doing whatever Qin Qinghuan suggested.
Back home, Qin Qinghuan shared some of her experience with him, patting his shoulder like a little adult and saying, "In our family, we all listen to Mom. If you want to win, you have to be in Mom's group."
From childhood to adulthood, Qin Qinghuan had bullied Lu Qichen quite a bit.
In high school, the two went to the same school. Lu Qichen was still her little follower, usually helping this unreliable older sister buy water and get meals. Of course, Qin Qinghuan also took care of this younger brother who was only a few minutes younger than her, and introduced him to new friends.
Lu Qichen is no longer the crybaby he was as a child, and he can now protect his sister.
A boy confessed his feelings to Qin Qinghuan, but she rejected him. However, he continued to pester her, so Qin Qinghuan tore up the love letter and threw it into the trash can.
This action shattered the person's fragile heart, and they frantically tried to salvage their self-esteem.
Lu Qichen happened to overhear the boy badmouthing Qin Qinghuan to his friends, saying that the two of them went to a hotel and that the person who seemed indifferent to him was actually his lapdog.
Lu Qichen, who always advocated persuading people with reason and judging others by his own standards, blocked the person.
The first time I got into a fight, I beat someone so badly they were crying and begging for mercy.
The boy voluntarily transferred schools.
This matter did not alarm anyone, including Qin Qinghuan.
Even after Qin Qinghuan married the person she loved, she still thought of her younger brother as a gentle and kind little lamb.
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