I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

"Mom won't watch. From now on, you're not allowed to talk, because it will affect Mom's driving."

Chen Qi'an was so loud and boisterous that Bai Xiaoqi couldn't concentrate, so she had to use her maternal authority to order her son to be quiet.

"Oh..."

Chen Qi'an calmed down with a "oh". If Chen Shuo dared to continue shouting, he would only get a spanking if he angered his father, but afterwards he would always be hugged and coaxed by his mother.

But neither the siblings dared to upset their mother, because not only would they not receive comfort, but they would also get spanked twice – once by their mother and once by their father.

Not cost-effective.

Chapter 332 Thank you, I'm very touched

Bai Xiaoqi drove slowly and carefully, strictly following driving tips and traffic rules. The cars behind her would occasionally honk their horns to urge her on.

She ignored it as if she hadn't heard it, but quietly pouted. There was a big sign on the back of her car that said "New driver, please be understanding."

They're still urging me.

People these days are so impatient; you should drive slower.

It's normal to be overtaken by bicycles. It's rush hour now. With the city's development in recent years, almost every household in Yangcheng has a car. The traffic is terrible at this time, so you definitely can't drive fast.

Moreover, the saying goes: "Be calm when driving on the road, concentrate and drive slowly. Nine out of ten accidents are caused by speeding, and carelessness leads to accidents."

That's well said.

As a novice driver, I naturally need to be more cautious to effectively avoid accidents.

Driving at a snail's pace, by the time she arrived home with her two children, Chen Shuo had already prepared dinner. Upon seeing the two children enter the house, he clicked his tongue and said, "You're back. I thought you got lost with the two kids."

"whispering sound..."

Bai Xiaoqi scoffed, not bothering to pay him any attention; all he did was mock her all day long.

"Dad, we're not lost, but Mom is driving so slowly."

Hearing his son explain loudly, Chen Shuo asked, "Really? How slow?"

"Extremely, extremely slow."

"It's better to go slower, the slower the better. It's safe to ride in Mom's car, right?"

"Yes! It's safe." The siblings nodded in unison.

Bai Xiaoqi was satisfied. "Then how about Mom picks you up from school again tomorrow?"

“Okay.” Chen Qinghan agreed readily, but Chen Qi’an hesitated upon hearing this. Although it was very safe, sitting in his mother’s car made him feel like he was in kindergarten.

They won't let us speak.

Talking is not allowed in kindergarten, so time seems to pass very slowly.

Seeing the little boy's conflicted expression, Bai Xiaoqi understood. Hesitation meant he didn't really want to, which made her feel a sense of frustration.

He was still very unconvinced.

I'll only pick up Da Bao tomorrow, not you. You'll have to walk home by yourself.

"Alright, everyone, hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat. The food is getting cold."

Time flies. The person who used to cook fancy dishes can now prepare a delicious meal.

However, it's still a bit lacking compared to what Bai Xiaoqi makes. Actually, it's quite delicious, but the presentation isn't always that great.

The best-looking dish was probably the roast chicken, because Chen Shuo bought it from a delicatessen at the entrance of the residential area. The roast chicken from that delicatessen was especially delicious.

Bai Xiaoqi broke off two chicken legs and put one into her daughter's bowl.

"Thank you, Mom."

Just as she was about to put another one into her son's bowl, she quickly pulled her hand back and took a bite herself.

I don't even want to answer the call myself, so why would I give you a chicken leg?

I'll eat it myself.

"Thanks..."

Chen Qi'an was about to say thank you to his mother, but now that he saw her gnawing on it herself, the word "thank you" got stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth as if to say something but couldn't, and could only stare at her longingly.

Ignoring his greedy look, Bai Xiaoqi took another bite of the chicken leg in her hand before asking indistinctly, "Want some chicken leg?"

"Mmm, I want to eat it."

"Then tell me you want your mom to pick you up tomorrow."

"I want my mom to pick me up."

"No, no." Upon hearing this answer, Bai Xiaoqi shook her head repeatedly. "Answering so quickly doesn't sound sincere; it's too perfunctory."

After a pause, she added, "Never mind, I won't give you any. You can eat chicken wings, it's all chicken anyway."

After saying that, she broke off a chicken wing and put it in her son's bowl.

"..."

Chen Qi'an glanced at the chicken wings in his bowl, then at his mother and Da Bao gnawing on chicken legs at the table, and couldn't help but pout. Why is this happening?

Finally, he could only turn his gaze to Chen Shuo, "Dad, look."

"What are you showing me? Your mom asked you if you wanted her to pick you up, and you were the one who hesitated."

"Besides, you're lucky you even have chicken wings to eat. Look at your dad, I don't even have a chicken feather." Chen Shuo said casually from the side.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qi'an glanced at his bowl and, seeing that there wasn't even a feather in it, felt much better.

"Pooh."

Hearing the conversation between the father and son, Bai Xiaoqi couldn't help but spit out her food, saying, "Chicken feathers, how vulgar."

Then she put the half-eaten chicken leg into Chen Shuo's bowl, saying, "Here you go, now you have a chicken leg."

"Thank you, I'm very touched." Chen Shuo was very moved and picked it up to eat.

I actually got to eat chicken drumsticks today!

Ever since these two siblings stopped drinking milk every day and started eating solid food, most of the good stuff on the table has gone to these two little rascals.

For example, I bought a roast chicken, and the siblings each got one chicken leg; today was an unexpected occasion.

Normally, the couple could only afford to eat chicken wings and the body. Buying a roast chicken meant they couldn't get the legs, and buying two meant they couldn't finish them.

Our family has always adhered to the principle of not wasting food; we cook only what we eat, or we cook only what we need.

After dinner, the two little ones ran to the rooftop to play. Bai Xiaoqi was about to sit on the hanging chair next to it to cool off when she remembered that she hadn't practiced yoga for a while. Touching her slightly bulging belly from the meal, she pulled Chen Shuo into the attic together.

"If you're going to do yoga, then do yoga. Why do you have to drag me into it?"

"I'll do yoga and you can exercise together."

"I've practiced everything today."

"When did you start practicing? How come I didn't know?"

"When you go to pick up your child from school."

"If I didn't see it, it doesn't count. Do two hundred push-ups."

The attic is a dedicated workout area with PVC flooring. Various fitness equipment is stored there, along with a cabinet for storage.

Bai Xiaoqi took out leggings from the closet and quickly put them on. Seeing that he was still standing there without moving, she urged him, "Hurry up, hurry up."

"......"

"alright."

Chen Shuo lay down on the ground and started doing push-ups.

Even though I've already worked out today, it's okay to do a little more. Push-ups are great; they can exercise your body and also... you know.

Time is like a knife, each cut aging us; we must exercise regularly to fight for a few more years.

"I used to think... haha, what I would do if I got a beer belly when I got to middle age... oh, what I would do, but you... haha, you even drag me to do yoga every day, I guess I'll never get a beer belly."

Chen Shuo spoke while doing push-ups, causing his words to come out in fits and starts. Bai Xiaoqi sat cross-legged on the yoga mat in the lotus position and listened patiently until she understood what he meant.

"It's so good not to have a beer belly."

"I didn't say it was bad."

Chen Shuo also realized that it was inconvenient to talk while doing push-ups, so he simply stopped, supported himself with his hands, looked up and continued: "But when I was a kid, I thought that having a beer belly was what made an adult, and I even envied those who had beer bellies."

"Why were your thoughts so foolish when you were a child?" Bai Xiaoqi found it hard to understand. If having a beer belly meant you were an adult, then what was an adult without a beer belly?

"That can't be called stupidity. It's just a child's longing for adults. Children want to grow up quickly and become the adults they admire. But after becoming adults, they feel that it's better to be a little kid and start to miss their childhood. That's how contradictory people are."

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"Nonsense, you're an adult now that you've become human. Your childhood was like that of a cat, always hungry and cold. How could you possibly remember that?"

Chen Shuo still remembers her coming to his door in tattered clothes, demanding justice.

They looked so pitiful back then, like beggars.

Unlike now, her face is so delicate and moisturized, and it smells so good and is so soft.

Chapter 333 You're just being mean.

After doing two hundred push-ups, Chen Shuo felt as if he had accomplished some incredible task. He rolled over on the mat and landed next to Bai Xiaoqi.

Now she's in that puppy-peeing pose again, one leg kneeling on the mat, the other leg raised high.

Chen Shuo lay beside her for a while, then raised his hand, reached out and hugged her little foot that was sticking up high, kneading and playing with it in his hand.

Bai Xiaoqi resisted twice but couldn't break free, so she simply pretended nothing had happened and continued practicing her yoga, only changing her posture and no longer crossing her legs, instead sitting cross-legged.

Chen Shuo didn't care; no matter the position, it didn't stop his dog paws from groping around.

Bai Xiaoqi initially ignored him, but seeing that he was going too far, she couldn't help but turn her head and warn him with her eyes.

After being warned several times, Chen Shuo reluctantly withdrew his hand, glanced outside, and seeing no sign of the two little kids, he sat up with relief, put his arm around her, and kissed her cheek.

Touching your feet can be interpreted as your mother's feet hurting, and your father is rubbing them for you.