I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

The two children, carrying their little backpacks, nodded and ran into the kindergarten together.

The two little ones were wearing the same clothes today, even their little backpacks were the same style. They were about the same height and weight, both around one meter tall, neither fat nor thin. The way the two little kids ran side by side with their short legs was very cute.

Watching his son and daughter run side by side into the group of children, Chen Shuo was overjoyed; he felt liberated again.

He glanced to the side and saw a group of parents gathered outside the kindergarten wall, sticking their butts out and peering over the wall at their little ones inside, all looking rather furtive.

Chen Shuo had no interest in watching with them. He had finally been liberated and had no time to look after the children. He hadn't slept well last night, and all he wanted to do was go home and catch up on some sleep with his wife.

"Are those two your children? Twins?" Just as he was about to leave, a parent next to him spoke to him with envy in their expression, and several other parents also looked over with envy.

"Twins, a boy and a girl, how lucky they are!"

"Sigh, what a blessing! Two kids can drive a person crazy every day. It's better to have only one."

Chen Shuo waved his hand, trying to convince the parents of the benefits of having a child. He tried to cooperate with their expressions, but his face couldn't hide his joy; he was grinning from ear to ear. Who could he blame but himself for being lucky?

Which family do you belong to?

"That chubby little boy, the one in the blue shirt."

Chen Shuo followed the gaze and saw a chubby boy in a blue short-sleeved shirt waving his short, thick arms, gesturing and excitedly talking to his daughter, getting very close to her.

Um! ?

Upon seeing this scene, his face darkened, and he instantly stopped laughing. Did this chubby boy have designs on his little darling?

Such a tiny kid, yet...

Calm down, calm down. What does a three-year-old know? He probably just wants to make friends.

But why is this brat standing so close?

He probably got spittle all over his precious daughter's face.

And that brat Xiaobao, someone was trying to chat up your sister, and instead of stopping them, you were just happily playing on the slide.

No, I need to find an excuse to beat this guy up when I get home.

However, it's comforting to know that my daughter is very sensible. She ignores the chubby boy, which is great. She's truly a good daughter.

Chen Shuo's expression shifted repeatedly, sometimes gritting his teeth, sometimes showing a look of relief, but no matter what, he felt a tightness in his chest and a strange sense of panic.

After staring for a while, he turned to the man beside him and asked, "Is that chubby boy your child?"

"Yes."

"It's good, it's good." Chen Shuo said "it's good" twice, then fell silent. The little fat boy's father next to him shrank his neck and looked up at the sky.

The sun was quite large and hung in the sky.

Strange, why is it a bit cold despite the bright sunshine?

Chapter 311 Protecting One's Own Daughter

When Chen Shuo returned home with a dark expression, Bai Xiaoqi had already gotten up and taken a shower. She was now in the kitchen preparing lunch for the two little ones.

Other families prepare in the morning, pack it in their children's schoolbags, and let them take it to school. But their family is different. They don't have to get up early in the morning to go to work and experience the "blessings" of being a capitalist.

So you can prepare at this time, as long as you deliver it before the child has lunch.

"came back?"

Hearing the door open, she peeked out from the kitchen and noticed that the guy looked awful, as if someone owed him money.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"

"Our daughter might be targeted by someone."

"?!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaoqi was instantly shocked. Only after Chen Shuo lowered his head to change into slippers and then went to the kitchen to tell her what he had seen that day did she breathe a sigh of relief, and then glared at Chen Shuo.

I thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be...

This guy is such a grown man, yet he still makes a fuss every day.

She ignored the person and continued cooking. Although the kindergarten provided meals, they were all provided by a catering company. They were not as reliable as home-cooked meals, and she had to pay for them, which cost a lot more each month. In the end, it was better to cook for herself.

A stir-fried vegetable dish, a tomato and egg stir-fry, and a carrot and pork stir-fry are all good for supplementing dietary fiber. They are divided into two portions and packed into two bento boxes, which is the two kids' lunch today.

Each person is given an apple and a banana as dessert.

After preparing the lunchboxes for the two dolls and putting them into a tote bag, Chen Shuo watched from the side for a long time before finally saying, "Don't you have anything to say?"

"No."

"..."

Chen Shuo choked up; after all these years, communicating with her was still so difficult.

Bai Xiaoqi lifted the pot lid, scooped the seaweed and egg drop soup into two small bowls with a spoon, then put the lids back on and put them into her tote bag. Only then did she say, "You're overthinking it. It's no big deal for a child to make friends."

"No, you didn't see that scene. That chubby boy was this close to our daughter, and he was all excited, spitting all over her face."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaoqi thought about the scene and couldn't help but frown. "It seems unhygienic."

"..." Chen Shuo gestured as he finished speaking, but only received these five words in return. He moved his lips for a moment, then simply gave up trying to explain.

I will protect my own precious daughter.

......

Before he knew it, it was time to get out of school in the afternoon. Chen Qi'an was very excited. He had earned a little red flower for being the best eater today, and he started showing it off to his dad as soon as he got in the car.

Chen Shuo patiently listened to his simple-minded son finish boasting before asking, "Did you make any friends today?"

"Yes, I'm friends with Lu Zihao, and also with Wu Zihao and Liu Haotian..."

Xiao Bao rattled off a string of names, and Chen Shuo nodded perfunctorily. Finally, he looked at his daughter and asked, "What about Da Bao? Has Da Bao made any friends?"

"It's been delivered."

"Who are they?" Chen Shuo then asked.

"There's Liu Jinxi, An Zihan, and Zhang Ruijing..."

"Da Bao, stop for a moment."

Seeing that all the names his daughter was talking about were girls' names, Chen Shuo gestured for a pause, and then said, "What Dad means is, has Da Bao made any friends who aren't girls? Like that chubby little boy in the blue shirt?"

Before Chen Qinghan could speak, Chen Qi'an exclaimed, "Yes! Dad, I know the little boy you're talking about. That's Lu Haotian. He wants to be friends with Dabao today."

Chen Shuo no longer found the silly boy's loud voice bothersome and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed he had really overthought things; it was just a matter of making friends.

Although I still felt inexplicably uncomfortable, I couldn't stop the child from making friends.

However, just as he relaxed, his son's next words almost made him lose his temper and want to grab a knife and attack someone.

"Lu Haotian also said that he wanted Da Bao to be his wife."

Damn it!

Chen Shuo clenched his fists instantly, and then his eyes turned red. Damn it, I knew this fat kid had ulterior motives and ill intentions. Sure enough, my worries were not wrong.

That son of a bitch actually wants his precious daughter to be his wife! She's just a little kid, her fur hasn't even fully grown in yet...

No, this little fatty can't be kept. He's too precocious. The Meng Po soup must have been diluted with water.

"But Da Bao didn't want to; she said she wanted to be a father."

"?"

Chen Shuo's face was still showing an expression of suppressed anger, but he was stunned when he heard these words, and his expression was hard to describe for a moment.

"What, what do you mean?"

After a while, he finally spoke up and asked, glancing at Da Bao and then at Xiao Bao, waiting for one of the two children to explain to him.

"Playing house, hasn't Daddy ever played it?" Chen Qinghan asked, blinking her big eyes.

"Yeah, it's like playing house. The teacher said Lu Haotian is stronger than all the other kids, so he'll be the dad, and then Da Bao..."

"You should call her 'sister'."

"I won't call it."

"Alright, stop arguing. Xiaobao, continue. What happened next?"

"Then..."

Chen Qi'an gestured and explained the situation for a long time before finally making it clear.

To be honest, kindergartens are just places to coax kids; they just arrange for a bunch of little brats to play games all the time.

This afternoon's game was playing house.

At first, a group of boys were vying to be the father. When they couldn't agree, the teacher stepped in and Lu Haotian was assigned to be the father because he was big.

Then a group of girls started vying to play the role of the mother, not for any other reason than simply wanting to be mothers.

It's normal for children to like imitating adults.

But it won't work if the teacher steps in and arranges for a little girl to be a mother. Little girls are different from little boys. If a little boy doesn't become a father, he might just pout, but a little girl will cry if she doesn't get what she wants.

Later, when all else failed, some clever kid shouted, "Let Dad choose Mom! My dad said that wives are like underwear, you choose them yourself."

The chubby boy wanted to be friends with Da Bao in the morning, but was ruthlessly rejected because Da Bao thought he was too fat.

Now, the chubby boy finally got his chance to gloat. He vowed to regain his lost face, so he said to Da Bao, "If you agree to be my friend, I'll let you be my mom."

"Tch..." Chen Qinghan scoffed, "I don't want to be one, I want to be a dad."

That's the gist of the matter.

To be frank, there's nothing to comment on, and I didn't mean anything by it.

The chubby boy was simply trying to make friends, but was rejected by the fat guy, which made him feel humiliated, and he wanted to get his revenge.

"Little Bao, let me tell you, don't speak in such a dramatic, breathless way from now on."

What does "breathing heavily" mean?

"It means only saying half of what you mean, and not saying it clearly, so that others misunderstand."

Seeing his son's big, bright eyes looking a little confused, Chen Shuo didn't explain further. Such profound things were still too advanced for his simple-minded little brain.