âHey, donât mess around! You have such a big appetite. If you finish it, what will Yueyao drink?â
âPfft!â
Her serious expression caused him to snap out as he lightly scratched her nose and said, âI was only teasing you!â
Yun Shishi smiled and added, âI was teasing you, too!â
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, their love for each other evident in their eyes.
Outside the door, Youyou and Little Yichen sat on the bench. Even though the two children were still young, Mu Yazhe insisted that they stayed away when Yun Shishi was breastfeeding. His attitude was firm and would not tolerate any protests.
Youyou was indignant. âHmph! Daddy is really petty.â
Little Yichen, on the other hand, said enviously, âI actually think that Little Sister enjoys drinking milk! Poor me, I grew up drinking milk powder!â
Youyou asked curiously, âWhat sort of milk powder were you given?â
His brother shook his head. âI donât know... I knew nothing at the time. I was weaned at the age of three.â
âOh, Iâll ask Daddy later.â
Little Yichen could not help feeling perplexed at his brotherâs persistence in finding out the brand of milk powder. âYou wish to drink milk too?â
âNo.â
âThen why do you keep asking about the brand of my milk powder?â
Youyou said seriously, âItâs just to ensure that Little Sister will never be given that brand of milk powder.â
Little Yichen was astonished. âWhy?â
âI wonder if youâre so stupid because you drank this brand of milk powder.â
Again, the boy was struck by his brotherâs venomous tongue. He slumped back in his chair, wanting to cry but unable to bring himself to do so. After all the time they had spent together, the boy had gotten very used to his brotherâs vicious tongue.
Ignoring Youyou, he clenched his small fists tightly as if he was swearing an oath. âFrom now on, with another woman in our family, I have to become stronger! Only then can I protect Mommy and my beloved Little Sister!â
Youyou said, âIt would be good enough that you grow smarter, so that you donât take Little Sister down with you.â
Feeling aggrieved, Little Yichen said, âYouyou, it hurts when you say things like that about me!â
âSince you know that youâre the eldest brother, imagine how embarrassing it would be if Little Sister beats you at everything!â
Youyou continued, âIn the future, when Little Sister goes to school, sheâll bring her workbook to you to solve the questions. If you canât answer them, sheâll despise you for sure.â
Little Yichen let out a grunt, but he said, âDonât I have you? In the future, if Little Sister has any questions she canât resolve, sheâll only need to look for you!â
âWhat about you?â Youyou gave him a look of disgust.
âMe?â
Little Yichen smiled smugly. âIf anyone dares to bully Little Sister in the future, Iâll let them have a taste of my fists!â
â...violent.â
âHow else?â
Unconvinced, Yichen put his hands on his hips. âIf Little Sister were to get bullied, would your fancy little tricks be adequate?â
Youyou blushed guiltily. Indeed, his punches and kicks were not as solid as Little Yichenâs. However, he did not know where his strange strength came from.
After Little Yueyao had her feed and settled down. Mu Yazhe opened the door and let the two little guys into the room. Youyou excitedly ran to the bed and strained his neck eagerly. âMommy, Mommy! I want to carry Little Sister!â
Mu Yazhe said, âNo!â
Youyou pouted at once and asked reluctantly, âWhy?â