Chapter 487 Adorable Baby Showcases Talents, Hilarious Pranks
Murong Chen stepped forward, picked up the cup of chili water in the middle, and took a big gulp.
Wen Sichen was overjoyed, just waiting for him to be so spicy he'd jump up and down on the spot.
But then Murong Chen smacked his lips twice, looking puzzled: "Uncle, did you really put chili peppers in this water? It's not spicy at all. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Wen Sichen was stunned for a moment: "Impossible!"
"But it's really not spicy at all, it's just like plain water!" Murong Chen blinked his big eyes, looking innocent. "Try it yourself if you don't believe me."
As if afraid that Wen Sichen wouldn't believe him, he took another small sip and said without changing his expression, "It's really not spicy at all."
Wen Sichen was somewhat dazed. Could it be that he really forgot to put it away?
That shouldn't be the case...
Are the chili peppers expired?
Even if chili peppers are expired, they still have a certain spiciness!
He frowned, took the glass of water, and took a big gulp.
He swallowed it with a "gulp," then yelled "Aww!" and jumped up and down, screaming, "Sizzle... It's spicy, so spicy! You little brat, you lied to me..."
"You're lying, you're lying! The men of the Murong family are warm and hospitable. How can we eat alone? Of course, we should share the spice!" Seeing that Wen Sichen had fallen for the trick, Murong Chen no longer held back and stuck out his tongue slightly.
Compared to Wen Sichen, whose nose and eyes were running from the spiciness, his reaction was much better.
Seeing this, Kong Ran quickly stepped forward: "Xiao Chenchen, what you did was really unfair! Just because you can eat spicy food doesn't mean our little uncle can too!"
As she spoke, she picked up a glass of water from the stone table and handed it to him: "Come, come, little uncle, have a sip of water to calm down."
Wen Sichen's eyes were blurred with tears from the spiciness, and she didn't look closely. When Kong Ran handed her water, she quickly took it and said, "Little girl, you're the one with a conscience."
He then downed it in one gulp.
Time stood still for two seconds.
The next moment, Wen Sichen shot out like a rocket.
"Aaaaaaah... It's so spicy, so spicy, sizzle sizzle..."
The three little ones couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
Wen Sichen was so overwhelmed by the spiciness that she spun around in the yard, eventually breaking down and sticking out her tongue to cool herself down in the cold air.
Murong Chen laughed until his stomach hurt, pointing at him and exclaiming, "Look, look! That boy is so hot!"
Kong Ran laughed and said, "Yeah, yeah, it's so spicy it'll make you a lapdog!"
Wen Sichen: "..."
He also knew that this was typical of a general.
But what could he do?
He's spicy!!
He stood in the cold wind, gritting his teeth.
These three little brats are such good actors! You can't let your guard down for even a second in front of them, or you'll fall for their tricks in no time!
It was unclear how much time had passed before Wen Sichen's fiery temper finally subsided somewhat.
With red eyes, he gritted his teeth and said to the three little ones, "You three naughty brats are not going anywhere today. You'll just stay in the yard!"
As Wen Sichen spoke, he began to climb over the courtyard wall to go outside.
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Kong Ran quickly stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Don't go, Uncle! We really know we were wrong this time. How do you want to vent your anger? We'll definitely cooperate with you this time and sincerely apologize!"
Kong Chi and Murong Chen nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's right, we'll definitely cooperate! We're absolutely sincere!"
Wen Sichen had only intended to scare them, and seeing the three little ones looking frightened made him feel slightly better.
He turned around and snorted coldly, saying, "Fine, I won't make things difficult for you. The three of you, each of you, will perform a show for me to make me happy. Then we can forget about all the old and new grudges!"
The three children looked at each other, and Murong Chen volunteered again: "Performing a talent show? That's something I'm good at! I'll go first!"
Kong Ran exclaimed, "Huh? Little Chenchen, you sing off-key and your dancing is uncoordinated. What are you going to perform?"
Murong Chen raised his chin: "Who says performing a show has to involve singing and dancing? I'm good at playing musical instruments, so I'll play a tune for everyone!"
"Play a tune? You brought an instrument?" Wen Sichen asked suspiciously.
"Uncle Sichen, don't worry about these details, just watch!"
After he finished speaking, he took a small step forward and cleared his throat.
As soon as he started, everyone's attention was drawn to him, waiting to see where he would conjure up the musical instrument.
The next moment, a harsh whistle rang out.
"Whoosh whoo ...
Everyone: ?
The whistling went on and on without any rhythm or order for a while before Wen Sichen finally couldn't take it anymore: "Stop, stop, stop whistling! It's making me need to pee!"
Murong Chen was playing with great enthusiasm when he said reluctantly, "Uncle, don't be impatient. I'm not tired at all. I can play for another three days and three nights. I'll make sure you enjoy it to the fullest today!"
After saying that, he ignored everything and continued blowing: "Whoosh... Ugh..."
Before Wen Sichen could stop him, Kong Ran and Kong Chi pounced on him and pinned him down.
Kong Ran covered his mouth, and Kong Chi pulled his waving little arm.
"Little Chenchen, stop blowing your own horn!"
"I feel like I need to pee too!"
Murong Chen: "..."
Having been defeated by his older siblings, he had no choice but to reluctantly give up: "Ah, high art often only requires simple playing; you guys are really unlucky!"
"Fine, next time you can listen from the back while we brag from the front!" Kong Ran rolled his eyes.
"Hurry up, next one! If it's still this quality, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wen Sichen urged impatiently.
Kong Ran stepped forward: "Alright, alright, when it comes to talent, I have to do it. Uncle, I'll sing you a song!"
"Hmm, as long as it's not whistling, it's fine, come on~" Wen Sichen picked at his ear, indicating that he was all ears.
Under everyone's gaze, Kong Ran raised her delicate fingers, and her large eyes suddenly became sorrowful and resentful, filled with tears.
This display startled Wen Sichen, who muttered, "Are you going to sing or wail?"
"Shh, don't talk." Kong Ran glared at him with displeasure.
The next second, she collapsed to the ground, picked up the withered yellow leaves, and tossed them into the wind. As the leaves fluttered down, she sang mournfully, "The cold leaves drift and fall, covering my face..."
Then, she stood up from the ground, her trembling little hand pointing at Wen Sichen: "My son's rebellion has broken my heart..."
Upon hearing the lyrics, Wen Sichen immediately became agitated and shouted angrily, "Who are you taking advantage of? Who's your son! Shut up!"
Kong Ran's breath hitched, as if she was frightened by him, and two large tears welled up in her eyes.
Seeing her cry, Wen Sichen's eyes flashed with panic: "Don't cry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
Before he could finish speaking, Kong Ran clutched her chest, heartbroken, and continued to lament, "What you said is like an ice pick piercing my heart. Mom is really hurt..."
Wen Sichen: ? ? ?
In the brief moment of his stunned silence, Kong Ran had already begun the second dirge—
Fallen leaves flutter down, a beautiful woman sheds tears, and a mournful song is sung.
"The falling leaves streak across my face, my rebellious son breaks my heart, your words are like ice picks piercing my soul, I am truly hurt..."
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