He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

Tang Tongtong was delighted to hear this, and gently touched Xiaodoudou's smooth little head, liking it more and more as she looked at it.

The little guy had a shaved head, a round head with a round face, and when he smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits. He had gentle features and looked very lucky.

"My goodness, that chubby little face paired with that little bald head, his smile is exactly like a little Maitreya Buddha, so adorable!"

Looking at her son's bald head, Sang Jiuning was instantly filled with helplessness, and sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I didn't intend to shave his head, it would look awful."

"A few days ago, when I turned around to pack my things, I didn't keep an eye on Xiao Ningmeng. This little girl took a children's hair clipper and secretly shaved her little brother's head. Her technique was terrible, so she just shaved his head bald. I'm speechless."

Tang Tongtong burst into laughter upon hearing this, clutching her stomach with laughter: "Hahaha! No wonder it looks bald! Your daughter is so talented, so daring at such a young age!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a small figure came running over.

Little Lemon moved swiftly, like a tiny cannonball, and in the blink of an eye, she rushed in front of Tang Tongtong, opened her soft little arms, and hugged Tang Tongtong's leg tightly.

Her little head was tilted high, her big eyes sparkling, filled with sweet smiles, and her little mouth was sickeningly sweet.

"Auntie! Did you come to visit me because you missed me?"

Tang Tongtong was instantly charmed by the sweet words. She bent down and hugged the soft, cuddly little girl, gently pinching her cheeks and smiling tenderly, "Yes, Auntie missed my little lemon baby so much that I came all the way to see you."

Overjoyed to receive a positive answer, Little Lemon immediately tilted her head back and gave Tang Tongtong a loud kiss on the cheek.

With a bright smile and a touch of smug charm, she exclaimed, "I knew it! Auntie loves me the most! I love Auntie the most too!"

Watching this scene, Sang Jiuning couldn't help but silently purse her lips, feeling a pang of jealousy.

Look, this is the little cotton-padded jacket she painstakingly gave birth to and raised.

Definitely a drafty little cotton-padded jacket!

It's not so bad that she clings to me at home, but as soon as she sees Tang Tongtong, her sweet words are like honey, and she immediately forgets about her own mother. Her eyes and heart are full of her aunt, and she doesn't favor her own mother at all.

Ever since DouDou started eating solid foods, Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen have always felt uneasy about buying eggs from outside.

Most eggs on the market are from chickens fed with commercial feed, so their nutritional value is generally low, and they are not as reliable as eggs from your own chickens.

The elderly couple doted on their great-grandson and thought that feeding him pure, natural free-range eggs would be the most nourishing. So they simply cleared out a clean corner in the yard of their detached villa, built a neat chicken coop, and raised several hens there.

Just so that my children can collect fresh free-range eggs every day and eat them safely and healthily.

The two elders were wholeheartedly devoted to Xiaodoudou, but neither of them expected that the first to benefit, and also the first to cause trouble, would be five-year-old Xiaoningmeng.

As dawn broke, with a light mist still hanging over the sky outside the window and everyone else in the family still fast asleep, Little Lemon got up right on time.

Sang Jiuning was awakened by the noise in the yard. As soon as she opened the bedroom window, she saw the small figure in the yard and immediately felt a headache coming on.

Five-year-old Lemon was wearing loose pajamas, her hair was messy, and her head and face were covered with fine chicken feathers. She was holding half a broken egg in her dark little hands, and the egg liquid was dripping down between her fingers. She looked like a naughty little devil who had just messed up the chicken coop.

Sang Jiuning leaned against the window frame, sighing helplessly and listlessly, her voice tinged with the languor of just waking up and utter exasperation: "Little Lemon, what are you doing at the chicken coop so early in the morning?"

She's really losing her temper with her daughter.

Ever since we started raising chickens, the first thing this girl does every morning is rush to raid the chicken coop, rain or shine, more punctual than clocking in for school. She turns the perfectly good chicken coop into a complete mess every day, scaring the hens away.

Upon hearing her mother's voice, Little Lemon immediately stopped what she was doing, tilted her innocent little face up, her eyes clear and bright, showing no remorse for her mistake, and was quite self-righteous.

"I didn't cause any trouble, Mom!"

She held up the crushed eggshell in her hand and explained earnestly, "I just wanted to touch two warm eggs to cook organic eggs for my little brother. My great-grandparents said these eggs are the most nutritious."

Looking at the egg liquid flowing from her hand, and then at the completely shattered eggshell on the ground, Sang Jiuning felt her temples throbbing; she was truly exhausted.

It's obvious that she was in such a hurry to get the eggs that she carelessly crushed them.

She knew her daughter too well. This girl looked obedient and cute, but she was full of mischievous ideas and very clever.

Sang Jiuning sighed and facepalmed, directly pointing out her thoughts: "Are you sure it's for your little brother? Are you planning to secretly take the eggs to school to hatch chicks again?"

This girl had done something like this before: she secretly packed eggs from home into her schoolbag and brought them to school, squatted under her desk to cover them, and insisted on trying to hatch chicks. In the end, her schoolbag was full of egg liquid, which was both embarrassing and funny.

Little Lemon, whose little scheme had been exposed, was not flustered at all. Instead, she blinked her big round eyes and secretly curled up a small, mischievous smile at the corner of her mouth, looking sly as if her plan had succeeded.

She tiptoed and whispered to Sang Jiuning, a hint of pride in her voice: "Mom, I'm not hatching chicks anymore! I discovered eggs can make money!"

"I told my classmates that our eggs are all-natural and organic, and that eating them can help you grow taller and smarter. I sell each egg for a hundred yuan!"

Sang Jiuning: "..."

She was so shocked by her daughter's business acumen that she was speechless.

One hundred yuan for an egg? This girl is really audacious! That's outrageous! She's already learned to rip off her classmates at such a young age!

Sang Jiuning, feeling both annoyed and amused, grabbed a feather duster and headed downstairs, pretending to chase after her.

"You're getting bolder and bolder! Tell me! How many have you actually sold?!"

When Little Lemon saw that her mother was serious, she immediately turned around and ran away. Her two short legs moved quickly as she ran around the lawn in the yard, shouting loudly, without any panic.

"I don't know! My brother and I did it together! He kept the books for me! We split the profits 50/50, it was very fair!"

Sang Jiuning chased after it for a couple of steps, then stopped abruptly and turned to look at the sofa in the living room.

The little mosquito was sitting there quietly reading a picture book, looking calm and composed, as if what the little lemon had just said had nothing to do with him. He looked like a well-behaved and obedient little boy.

Sang Jiuning could hardly believe it. Looking at her usually calm and sensible son, she asked with a mixture of anger and helplessness, "Little Mosquito, you were involved in this too?"