Category: Back to Three Years Old: Crushing Scumbags on a Parenting Reality Show

Chapter 118p1

The stage by the small square in the village was set up.

For the performance tomorrow night to go smoothly, after dinner, the babies and dads would have their first official rehearsal on stage.

During this nearly week-long filming period, the villagers had been very cooperative. Under the organization of the village committee, they lived their lives as usual, basically treating these outsiders as ordinary villagers, there were no gatherings or crowds, providing great convenience for the live broadcast.

However, setting up a stage in the village for an anti-fraud gala was a novelty. Even though the villagers remembered to maintain a normal mindset, their feet couldn’t help but wander towards the small square.

The village committee had to set up ropes, cordoning off the stage and the surrounding empty space. They even assigned someone to guard the entrance, only allowing the villagers participating in the rehearsal tonight and the program team staff to enter.

While Wei Chengli was waiting for the rope to be opened, Wei Maomao and Cheng Tingyan were much more agile, one ducking her head, the other bending down, they easily slipped under the low rope.

Wei Maomao, pulling Cheng Tingyan, walked around the stage, which was several steps higher than the ground, and said seriously, “Yan Yan, don’t walk to the edge of the stage, there are no railings, it’s not safe. Let’s just walk in the middle.”

Cheng Tingyan glanced at the serious, chubby face and smiled slightly, nodding in agreement.

But Wei Maomao never expected that just after taking a look around the stage, Wei Chengli, at the other end of the open space, would give her a “surprise.”

The evening breeze carried a sweet, buttery aroma.

Wei Maomao smelled the familiar scent before even getting close.

So…

Why…

Wei Maomao looked at the things in Shen Zilin, Wen Jiangyue, and Wen Dongyu’s hands, her eyes widened, her messy little head slowly turned to look at Wei Chengli.

Wei Chengli, beaming, didn’t even notice his little chubby dumpling’s expression, he just leaned closer to Wen Dongyu and said with a chuckle, “How is it? Delicious, right? It’s Maomao’s first time baking, and she did such a good job!”

“Super good!” Wen Dongyu said, stuffing the remaining half of the bunny cookie in his hand into his mouth, he gave Wei Maomao a thumbs up. “Boss, you’re the best!”

Wei Maomao: “… “

Handmade cookies wouldn’t taste good after being left overnight. They had only eaten half a baking tray before, they gave one plate to the staff in the courtyard, and Wei Chengli said he would eat the remaining plate himself? Ahhh, so how many people would end up eating these failed cookies!

“It’s a pity the program team was so stingy, they only gave us a little bit of ingredients. Just enough for you guys to try. Not enough for the dads.” Wei Chengli said, satisfied, rubbing Wen Dongyu’s head.

“Right… They gave us very little. We only made a small bowl of jelly.” Shen Zilin said with an awkward smile. “Dad and I each had a bite, and we finished it all, we didn’t even bring any for you guys… We’ll make more for you next time when we have more ingredients. But our jelly wasn’t as delicious as your cookies.”

“Forget about ours. The tapioca pearls we made… They dissolved in the milk tea, it turned into milk tea porridge. We won’t be able to make it next time either.” Wen Jiangyue said, touching the bunny cookie in her hand, she smiled awkwardly but politely.

“Hahaha, milk tea porridge!” Wen Dongyu said, laughing impolitely and slapping his leg, then pointed at Wen Xiang in the distance. “We didn’t make anything either. The steamed cake my dad made, it almost broke our teeth, it was so hard!”

“Right, Uncle Wei and Maomao are amazing.” Wen Jiangyue said, looking at the bunny cookie, she couldn’t bring herself to bite into it, but it smelled so good, and Uncle Wei said it wouldn’t taste as good tomorrow. After thinking for a moment, Wen Jiangyue closed her eyes and stuffed the entire bunny into her mouth.

Chew, chew, chew~~~

“It’s delicious~~~” Wen Jiangyue said, opening her eyes, her face full of wonder.

Wei Maomao: “… “ Okay, compared to milk tea porridge and hard steamed cake, these cookies weren’t that bad.

“Hehe, they all say it’s delicious.” Wei Chengli said, quickly reaching out, picking up the little chubby dumpling, and swaying her back and forth.

Wei Maomao pressed her hand against Wei Chengli’s face, her expression cold. “This baby, please be mindful of your role! Put your parent down!”

“Oh, still angry?” Wei Chengli whispered, leaning closer to the little chubby dumpling. “Didn’t you forgive me? Do you want me to ask Yan Yan to persuade you again?”

“Hmph.” Wei Maomao pressed her hand against Wei Chengli’s face twice, she wasn’t a baby who could be easily manipulated!

“How about it?” Wei Chengli asked with a smile.

“No need!” Wei Maomao said, struggling to get down, she pulled Cheng Tingyan and ran a few steps away.

This Wei Chengli, he was truly too evil.

Yan Yan was too kind, she didn’t want to make things difficult for her, and she was too embarrassed to refuse Wei Chengli. How could Wei Maomao watch Yan Yan suffer? She had already forgiven him so easily at home before. Hmph! Glaring at him, glaring at him, glaring at him!

Wei Chengli, looking at the angry little chubby dumpling a few steps away, chuckled. One thing conquers another, he understood!

The Cheng and Wang families arrived a bit later, but they soon entered as well.

Wei Chengli, as usual, gave Cheng Rongrong and Wang Zhizhi a cookie each.

The butter cookies truly smelled… very fragrant…

Cheng Rongrong, torn between her disgust for the baker and her desire to eat, shamelessly chose the latter, she stuffed the cookie into her mouth.

It tasted very fragrant too.

But soon, it wasn’t fragrant anymore.

A soft “crack” sound came from beside her, Cheng Rongrong, chewing on the cookie, turned her head and saw Wang Zhizhi breaking the cookie in his hand in half and giving one half to… Jiang Heye?

!

Why didn’t she think of that!

This scheming Wang Zhizhi! He was actually trying to win over Jiang Heye at every opportunity! She was furious!

Anger affected her taste buds, Cheng Rongrong swallowed the cookie, which had lost all its flavor.

“What, seeing others sharing, you realize it’s not as good eating alone?” Cheng Feiying asked, looking at Cheng Rongrong, whose eyes were glued to Wang Zhizhi. “It’s okay, Dad doesn’t want any.”

Cheng Rongrong: “… “ Why didn’t she realize Cheng Feiying was so good at assuming things before? What did it have to do with him? He didn’t even help make the mochi, and now he wanted to share a cookie!

Was this what they called “difficult times reveal a person’s true nature”? Before, when the house was full of snacks, there was a nanny to do the housework, they had enough money, and there were no conflicts, she truly thought Cheng Feiying was a good dad. Now… Hehe, she wanted to give him to Cheng Tingyan.

Speaking of Cheng Tingyan…

Cheng Rongrong looked at Wei Maomao and Cheng Tingyan in the distance, holding hands, walking around the edge of the stage, like two wanderers.

So annoying!

As more and more families arrived, the number of villagers watching from outside the rope cordon also increased.

Although it was just a rehearsal tonight, not the official performance, as long as it was lively, they loved watching.

And not just watching, they also loved commenting.

“What are they even acting? A pregnant woman, a child, a blind person, an elderly person… So many scammers asking for help. I’ve never encountered any of this.” A skinny old man, his neck craned, squinting at the stage where the rehearsal was taking place, said with disdain.

“Right, I’ve never encountered it either, there aren’t that many bad people.” A chubby old man chuckled. “They’re making things up. My wife is taking it quite seriously, she even wants to participate in the performance. I’ll see what she comes up with.”

“You old fool!”

A sharp voice rang out, a hand pushed aside a few old men gathered together and grabbed the chubby old man’s ear with precision.

“You’re supposed to be washing dishes at home, what are you doing here, blabbering!” Wang Guihua said, her grip tightening. “Good for you, saying you support me at home, then criticizing me outside!”

“Hey, you can talk, no need to pull his ear.” The skinny old man said, reaching out his hand in friendship. “Besides, he wasn’t wrong, what are they even acting? Where do these things even happen?”

Wang Guihua swatted the skinny old man’s hand away and sneered. “What, just because you haven’t encountered it, haven’t seen it, it doesn’t exist? Who are you? God? Is your little world the entire world? Instead of gossiping in the village all day, go and watch the news, open your eyes. Why don’t these scammers target you? Think about why, a sixty-year-old man, who would buy you? No one would even take you for free.”

The skinny old man: “How can you say that… Why wouldn’t anyone buy me?”

“What would they buy you for? To farm? With your strength, they might as well buy a cow. You can’t be sold whole, even your kidneys are too old for harvesting, which scammer would waste their time on you?” Wang Guihua said, she hated this guy the most, he was always idling around in the village, gossiping, even dragging her husband along, she naturally wouldn’t be polite to him.

“Guihua, Guihua, let go of my ear and talk.” The chubby old man said weakly.

“And you!” Wang Guihua tightened her grip. “What use are you! You said you would wash the dishes, and you ran off to watch the fun. It would have been better if I had asked you to deliver eggs! I had to run back and forth, my legs are sore! Do you think scammers would buy you and treat you like a king? Look at your fat, even if they sold you in pieces, your kidneys are too fatty!”

Hearing this, the surrounding villagers couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

A younger woman chuckled and stepped forward. “Auntie Guihua is right. Those scammers, they take such a big risk, they want to make money, who would waste their time on an old man? Those scammers who drug people and sell them, they usually target women and children, old men are hard to sell.”

“Right, old men are hard to sell, but I suggest you old men still watch, what if someone likes old kidneys, right? They mostly sell women and children, then young and strong men, for kidney harvesting. Look at them, pregnant women, children, blind people, elderly people, they’re all vulnerable groups, they encounter kind-hearted people like us, who are easily sympathetic towards the weak, they just ask for directions, invite them to a noodle shop for a bowl of noodles, walk them home… These seemingly small acts of kindness, we soften our hearts and help them. But then they’re dragged into a van in a secluded area or an underground parking lot, kidnapped from a shady shop, walking them home is basically delivering them to their doorstep…” Wang Guihua said, then suddenly covered her mouth, embarrassed. “Oh my, I just heard them say these things, I can’t stop talking, I’ve already spoiled the show, I won’t say anymore, I’m late, I have to go in.”

The surrounding villagers chuckled and made way for Wang Guihua to enter the cordoned area.

Wang Guihua took two steps, then couldn’t help but turn back and glance at the younger woman who had agreed with her earlier, her gaze sweeping over the faces of a few other young women. “One more thing, I’ve learned something from listening to them rehearsing these past two days. No matter what happens, protecting yourself is the priority, then call the police. Don’t try to handle it yourself just because it seems like a small matter, sometimes it’s truly not possible. Just call the police.”

“Good!”

A voice from the crowd of villagers shouted “Good!”, then applause erupted. From scattered claps to a thunderous roar, someone even shouted, “Auntie, good luck with your performance! You’re the best!”

Wang Guihua blushed and hurried away.

After she left, the chubby old man, rubbing his ear, grumbled, he huddled with the skinny old man again and complained.

“What’s there to see? This won’t happen to us.”

“Right, saying we’re too old to be sold, why are they showing us this, wasting our time.”

“Helping people is wrong? If they act like this, who would dare to help others in the future? Wouldn’t this discourage people from doing good deeds? It’s ridiculous, does this even make sense?”

…

Chapter 117

“This one is cute, chubby, I like to eat chubby ones, Yan Yan, have one.” Wei Chengli said, throwing a round bunny cookie into his mouth, then pointing at another one on the plate.

Cheng Tingyan picked it up and pointed at a small one in the corner. “The small bunny is also delicious, crispy.”

“Right, the small ones are crispier, with a hint of burnt aroma.” Wei Chengli grabbed the small bunny, then picked up a standing one and showed it to Cheng Tingyan with a chuckle. “Hahaha, this one was already bizarre when it was raw, and even more so after baking, do you really think it’s cute?”

“Cute.” Cheng Tingyan nodded firmly.

“You and Maomao are truly… No wonder you’re good friends.” Wei Chengli said, stuffing the standing, wonky bunny cookie into his mouth. “After the show, you should watch that cartoon too, just based on your love for bunnies that look like this, you’ll definitely enjoy it.”

After the show…

The smile on Cheng Tingyan’s face gradually faded, she put the round bunny cookie into her mouth and hummed softly.

“Maomao, eat, you worked so hard to make these butter cookies. Why did you stop after just one?” Wei Chengli nudged the little chubby dumpling who was slumped in the chair next to him with his foot.

Why did she only eat! One! And then stopped!

Why! Tell me why!

The hard texture, the rough mouthfeel, and the greasiness…

You call this a butter cookie!

If she had sold these in her previous life, forget about paying off her debts, she would be lucky not to increase them!

Wei Maomao, slumped in the chair, clutching her chest, was so angry that she could barely breathe.

Heaven pitied her, after so many years, after a lifetime, she could finally bake cookies for Yan Yan, and this was the result…

All thanks to!

Wei Chengli!

“How can a three-year-old baby use an electric mixer! Move aside! I’ll do it!”

The butter was over-whipped…

“With your little strength, how long will it take you to knead the dough! Move aside! I’ll do it!”

The dough was over-kneaded…

The most infuriating thing was! They were already in the oven, she just went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she saw…

“Let me see how they’re doing~~ The color is still a bit light, it’ll take a while longer.”

Ahhh! Why did he open the oven midway! They had to be baked for the designated time!!!

Wei Maomao was utterly defeated by Wei Chengli’s enthusiasm. The key was… she couldn’t say anything.

The recipe only had the steps, no notes, even if she knew, she couldn’t say it…

After all, how could a three-year-old baby know how to make butter cookies, hehehe.

Forget it, let the world burn!

Wei Maomao slumped in the chair, ignoring Wei Chengli, she just stared blankly at the sky, pretending she wasn’t even on this planet.

Her lips were gently nudged.

Wei Maomao, her gaze refocusing, turned to her left.

“Maomao, eat this small one, one bite at a time.” Cheng Tingyan said with a soft smile, gently nudging the small bunny cookie against the little chubby bunny’s mouth.

The setting sun shone from behind Cheng Tingyan, casting a soft halo around her, Wei Maomao’s eyes softened, she opened her mouth and took the cookie, the dejection from her failure gradually fading.

“Delicious, right? So crispy.” Cheng Tingyan said, her eyes sparkling with laughter.

Wei Maomao: “… “ It was hard, right?

“Right, the small ones are delicious.” Wei Chengli nodded in agreement and nudged the little chubby dumpling with his foot. “Sit up and eat, don’t choke.”

Wei Maomao sighed, sat up, and looked at Cheng Tingyan. “Yan Yan, do you… think they’re delicious?”

“Yes, they’re delicious.” Cheng Tingyan said with a smile. “So many little bunnies, they’re all delicious. These are the best cookies I’ve ever had!”

“Maomao did a good job, these are also the best cookies I’ve ever had!” Wei Chengli added, touched by the memory of the little chubby paws working hard to shape the bunnies.

“No… You made them…” Wei Maomao said coldly, rejecting the praise, but her voice softened when she turned to Cheng Tingyan. “I’ll make them for you next time.” Normal butter cookies!

“Bunny cookies again?” Cheng Tingyan asked, her voice filled with anticipation, even though she knew the future wasn’t bright.

“I’ll make whatever you like.” Wei Maomao said, her mood improving as she saw the clear anticipation in Cheng Tingyan’s eyes.

“I like bunny cookies. Make these again.” Cheng Tingyan said, showing her devotion.

“You still like these?” Wei Chengli asked, holding up another bizarre-looking standing bunny cookie. “There’s no need for these, right?”

“I like these too.” Cheng Tingyan reached out, took all the bizarre-looking bunnies from the plate, and placed them in front of her. “All bunnies are cute. Uncle Wei, if you don’t like these, I’ll eat them.”

Wei Chengli: “… “ Mmm, they all tasted the same, there was no need to be so protective of the bunnies.

Speaking of which… Wei Chengli glanced at the little chubby dumpling, who was now eating cookies under Cheng Tingyan’s coaxing. The program team only provided the ingredients, no molds, he had initially thought the little chubby dumpling saying she wanted to make bunny cookies was just a casual remark. But she actually managed to shape them into bunnies using just a scraper, chopsticks, and toothpicks. It’s just… they looked too much like the Tutu from that cartoon, he was starting to have PTSD from that cartoon, he couldn’t help but comment, “Don’t these look a bit like that ugly Tutu?” And the little chubby dumpling, quite spirited, immediately squished the bunny back into dough…

But Yan Yan… she was praising Maomao a bit too unconditionally. The bunnies the little chubby dumpling made later, whether they were chubby or small, they were all quite cute. But Yan Yan insisted on praising the first one, which was squished back into dough, saying that all the bunnies the little chubby dumpling made were cute, she liked them all. And then… this little chubby dumpling, she actually made a few more Tutu for her.

Sigh, thinking about it, it was another day of him being the odd one out.

Wei Chengli hummed and threw two cookies into his mouth.

Mmm, the cookies his baby made were truly delicious. It was just a pity that homemade cookies had a short shelf life, and it was summer, he couldn’t take them home for his wife to try.

Although Wei Maomao felt that the butter cookies she baked this time were hard and rough, not at all her usual standard, but clearly, Cheng Tingyan and Wei Chengli were very supportive, so supportive that they were still eating them even as dinner time approached.

“I can’t eat anymore, I’m skipping dinner. Maomao, you can order whatever you want for dinner tonight, just tell Sister Mingming, they’ll give you a single serving.” Wei Chengli said, rubbing his stomach after taking a sip of digestive tea.

“Then… Should I go and eat at Yan Yan’s house?” Wei Maomao asked, looking at Cheng Tingyan, she could also bring some cilantro over.

Cheng Tingyan pursed her lips and shook her head. “I’ll go home and eat by myself, then come back.”

“Mmm?” Wei Maomao was a bit surprised.

“I have to go back and play the role of Dad, you won’t be able to eat properly if you go. You eat here.” Cheng Tingyan said, squeezing the little chubby bunny’s paw. “It’s not that I don’t want to eat with you.”

Wei Chengli put down his glass and cleared his throat. “Yan Yan, are you still… going to add cilantro tonight?”

Honestly, after hearing all those secrets about Yan Yan from the little chubby dumpling last night, and thinking about Cheng Feiying, who cooked mushrooms for Cheng Tingyan every meal, Wei Chengli truly felt that this guy was crazy.

So hearing that the two little ones had already given Cheng Feiying two cilantro meals, Wei Chengli felt it was acceptable. The program team’s arrangement, it was called “role-playing” for a good reason, to put it bluntly… it was also an opportunity for revenge. But it was fine to do it once or twice, but to do it three times like Cheng Feiying… After all, the mainstream values in society were still filial piety, repaying kindness with kindness, and valuing harmony. Wei Chengli was a bit worried that if Cheng Tingyan went too far, public opinion might turn against her.

If the goal was to expose Cheng Feiying’s true nature towards her and gain public support, then every action should be subtle and impactful. After all, the weak were more likely to gain sympathy.

But these were things Wei Chengli couldn’t say in front of the camera.

Now, he couldn’t help but regret it. If he had known these two little ones were so determined, that they couldn’t be persuaded, he shouldn’t have held back yesterday, he should have at least offered some advice to the little chubby dumpling.

Wei Chengli specifically asked about the cilantro, hoping to have a chance to hint that too much was as bad as too little, she should maintain a weak image.

But to his surprise, Cheng Tingyan shook her head without hesitation.

“No, no cilantro tonight.” Cheng Tingyan replied softly.

Wei Chengli was greatly relieved, he even glanced at the little chubby dumpling next to him. See, Yan Yan was clearly smarter than his impulsive little chubby dumpling!

“Why are you looking at me?” Wei Maomao glared back, alert.

“What if I am?” Wei Chengli chuckled smugly. “What, are you going to hit me?”

“… “ Wei Maomao thought about the hard, rough cookies and smiled. “Dad, I’m not going to hit you, I’m going to play your role.”

Wei Chengli raised his chin proudly. “But I’m not eating dinner.”

“Baby playing the role of Dad… it doesn’t end until after lunch tomorrow.” Wei Maomao said, blinking in confusion. “Didn’t anyone tell you, Dad?”

“Didn’t it end after one day? Who told me, it was one day!” Wei Chengli said, startled, he turned to look at the group of staff in the distance.

From the cameraman to the other staff members, they all silently took two steps back.

The viewers in the live broadcast room watched as Wei Chengli, who was staring straight at the camera, gradually became smaller and smaller on the screen.

“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter, just from the change in the camera angle, I can imagine the staff’s ‘It wasn’t me’ expressions as they slowly backed away.”

“It’s pointless to ask who told you at this point, Director Wei, you better think about how to survive tomorrow’s two meals!”

“Hehe, a bowl of fishy mush, a ginger feast, it’s all arranged for Director Wei, you’re welcome.”

“Director Wei, who thought he could escape being dominated, how happy he was before, how miserable he is now, hanging on for dear life, hahaha~~~”

“No cilantro for Cheng Feiying tonight? Did they run out of cilantro! I don’t believe it! They’re in a village, can’t they even find a few baskets of cilantro! If they’re out, I’ll donate! I’ll donate a truckload of cilantro, bury Cheng Feiying in it!”

“It’s because Yan Yan is too kind. Yan Yan, why are you so kind! Have you forgotten the days when every meal, every bowl had mushrooms! Yan Yan, you’re truly hopeless! Step aside! Let our CEO Mao come and fight for you!”

“Speaking of which, did Yan Yan order anything? I was working while watching, since she’s not giving Cheng Feiying cilantro, what did she order?”

“Earlier, when they were baking cookies, CEO Mao went to the bathroom, and Su Li came over. Yan Yan ordered a whole stewed chicken, the kind with soup.”

“Cheng Feiying seems to like eating chicken, right? I’m so angry… Yan Yan, step aside! Pick up CEO Mao, charge!”

…

Dinner time was approaching.

Cheng Tingyan left the Wei family’s house early.

As soon as she left, Wei Maomao went and slumped in the recliner.

Actually, she didn’t care whether she could eat a good dinner or not, even if she couldn’t eat a single bite, she wanted to go and protect Yan Yan.

But Yan Yan firmly refused this time… Was she useless…

Was she already useless… Sadness…

Wei Chengli went to pick up the dinner boxes, and when he turned around, he saw a deflated little dumpling lying limply in the recliner.

“Maomao, it’s dinner time.” Wei Chengli said, placing the boxes on the table. “Let me see, there’s your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, and lots of shrimp, should Dad peel them for you?”

“No.” Wei Maomao sat up and said, stopping him. “I want to wait for Yan Yan to come back and eat together.”

Yan Yan was at Cheng Feiying’s house, she definitely couldn’t eat properly, she wanted to wait for Yan Yan and eat together.

Sob~~~ Although she was useless, she could still wait for Yan Yan and eat together.

Thinking of this, Wei Maomao, dejected, slumped back into the recliner with a thud.

Wei Chengli, closing the lunchboxes: “… “ Sigh, he couldn’t win over the little chubby dumpling with peeled shrimp, he had to think of another way.

He! Truly didn’t want to eat those terrifying breakfasts and lunches!

“Baby, have some grapes, peeled grapes, so sweet~~~”

“Watermelon, delicious watermelon, seedless watermelon, so juicy~~~”

“Look, what’s this! Seaweed rice rolls! With cucumber, diced mushrooms, luncheon meat, and mayonnaise! No baby wouldn’t love it! And this, sweet and not spicy fish cakes! Sweet and not spicy at all! And…”

…

Liu Ming, while eating a seaweed rice roll from her lunchbox, looked at her colleague’s lunchbox. “What did he take from yours?”

“Sweet and not spicy fish cakes.”

“Crab sticks…”

“My five-spice rolls… It’s okay… Director Wei said he’ll repay us tenfold.”

The staff members, whose lunchboxes had been raided by Wei Chengli, sighed, they all glared at a young man hiding behind them. It was him! He was the one who told Director Wei the wrong ending time for this segment! Now they were too embarrassed to refuse his raid!

The young man lowered his head, looking at his potato bun… Sob~~~

Wei Chengli tried his best.

If he had another chance, he would tell the little chubby dumpling, “Look at me, look at me, I dare you to look back!”

Sadly, there were no ifs.

And at the Cheng family’s courtyard, Cheng Tingyan was also trying her best.

Because there were two activities in the afternoon and everyone worked hard, the program team allowed the babies, playing the role of parents, to order the dishes for dinner.

The three dishes and one soup on the Cheng family’s table now, the three dishes were ordered by Cheng Rongrong, the chicken soup was ordered by Cheng Tingyan.

The staff member who delivered the food removed the lids from the insulated containers, and almost at the same time, Cheng Tingyan stood up and grabbed the large ladle from the chicken soup pot.

Cheng Feiying, still a bit traumatized, was startled by his elder daughter’s sudden movement, he instinctively looked at her hands and the things around her.

Oh, no cilantro.

It was fine…

Cheng Feiying slowly exhaled the breath he had been holding.

As per Cheng Tingyan’s request, the chicken in the soup was a whole one.

It was stewed until very tender, Cheng Tingyan, holding the ladle in one hand and chopsticks in the other, quickly removed the two legs and two wings from the chicken.

Cheng Rongrong felt something was wrong with Cheng Tingyan, she wasn’t usually this proactive at the dinner table, at home, let alone taking the initiative to serve such a large dish, she barely even reached for the dishes that were far away. Something unusual must be going on… Cheng Rongrong tensed up.

Cheng Tingyan put one chicken wing into her own bowl, then the other one.

Cheng Rongrong, who had been staring at the chicken soup pot, widened her eyes slightly, mmm? Did she just want to eat chicken wings?

Of course… not.

With her third move, Cheng Tingyan put a chicken leg into Cheng Rongrong’s bowl.

Then, she put the other chicken leg into Cheng Rongrong’s bowl as well.

Cheng Rongrong, looking at the two chicken wings in her bowl and the two chicken legs in Cheng Tingyan’s bowl, understood her intention.

“Thank you, Older sister…” Cheng Rongrong said with a sweet smile, subtly trying to give Cheng Feiying a look.

Since Cheng Tingyan only divided the chicken and didn’t say anything explicitly, it was best for them to just go along with it and gloss over it.

Sadly, Cheng Feiying wasn’t even looking at Cheng Rongrong.

“She knows how to eat.” Cheng Feiying said, glancing at them, he couldn’t help but mutter under his breath.

Cheng Rongrong’s mind went blank, she quickly tried to think of something to say to smooth things over.

But it was too late.

“Me, Dad.” Cheng Tingyan said, pointing at herself, then pointing at Cheng Rongrong. “Her, Cheng Rongrong.”

Cheng Rongrong said weakly, “Older sister…”

But Cheng Tingyan, hearing her voice, didn’t react at all, she just turned her finger and pointed at Cheng Feiying, then said, “You, me.”

Cheng Rongrong: “… “

Cheng Feiying: “… “

After just those nine words, Cheng Tingyan started eating, as if she didn’t even see their darkened expressions.

This was what she wanted to do, it was very unfriendly.

Since she had decided to let everyone see the real Cheng Feiying, to let everyone see that her life with him wasn’t good, then she would do it properly. She couldn’t always hide behind the little chubby bunny, she had to do it herself.

“You, what do you mean?” Without cilantro, Cheng Feiying’s voice hardened again, he sneered. “Are you saying I don’t give you chicken legs and wings? Don’t you have hands? If you want to eat them, can’t you just take them yourself? You never seemed to like eating chicken legs before. Why bring it up now?”

Cheng Tingyan took a bite of the chicken wing in her bowl and didn’t answer.

“Why aren’t you speaking? Feeling guilty?” Cheng Feiying asked, just as he finished, he suddenly felt a kick on his leg. He looked under the table, then looked up at Cheng Rongrong and said angrily, “Why did you kick me? You’re causing trouble too?”

Cheng Rongrong: “… “ Do whatever you want!

Cheng Feiying, frustrated after an unsuccessful day, his anger growing, slammed his chopsticks on the table. “Don’t think that just because you’re on a show, doing some role-playing, you can twist the truth, you…”

“Dad, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Cheng Tingyan said, putting down her chopsticks and looking up, her brows furrowed in confusion. “I’m just playing your role. I’m imitating how you usually are. I don’t know why you’re acting like this, and I don’t want to know. Isn’t this how you usually act?”

Cheng Feiying was speechless.

What do you mean you don’t want to know why I’m acting like this, you clearly know!

“I’m full.” Cheng Tingyan said, getting down from her stool, turning around, and leaving.

The favoritism, the neglect, she had never wanted to talk about it, she hadn’t even told her mom… She felt a bit embarrassed. She always felt that maybe it was because she wasn’t good enough, it was her own fault that she was treated that way.

In fact, Cheng Tingyan still thought that way now.

So she… didn’t want the little chubby bunny to come over and see her like this, to think of her at home.

But… this incident, it should make others think that her life with Cheng Feiying wasn’t good, right? Then… Cheng Tingyan, walking towards the Cheng family’s gate, her back to the dining table, clenched her fists tightly. Then… she would tell them.

Exposing her wounds and vulnerabilities for others to see was a very difficult thing to do. At least for the six-year-old Cheng Tingyan, it was.

The tension in her body didn’t ease until she stepped back into the Wei family’s courtyard and saw the little chubby bunny, who was lying on the recliner, sit up abruptly.

Thankfully, she wasn’t alone.

“Yan Yan, you’re back so soon? Did you eat your fill?” Wei Maomao asked, rushing towards the gate.

“Full…” Cheng Tingyan, habitually, wanted to hide the truth, but as she reached out and caught the little chubby bunny who was running towards her like a cannonball, the soft warmth, the unconcealed worry on her chubby face, she didn’t want to lie anymore. “No…”

“I knew you couldn’t eat your fill! I ordered the dishes for dinner, they’re all your favorites, there are pork ribs, shrimp, and eggs! We can eat together.” Wei Maomao said, pulling her to the table and pointing at the plates. “There are also peeled grapes and seedless watermelon. Mmm… And these, some seaweed rice rolls, crab sticks, sweet and not spicy fish cakes… Will they be cold? Should we reheat them?”

“No need.” Cheng Tingyan said, gripping the little chubby paw in her hand tightly. “This is good enough.”

No matter what they ate, whether it was cold or hot, as long as she was with the little chubby bunny, it was already good enough.

The two little babies, standing by the table hand in hand, both with happy smiles, a gentle warmth flowing between them.

Wei Chengli, watching from the side, although a bit embarrassed, he knew there was no better opportunity than now.

“Ahem… I prepared the fruit. I snatched the snacks.” Wei Chengli said weakly, approaching the two. “Yan Yan, if you like them, can you help me persuade Maomao not to be angry with me anymore? Tomorrow, tomorrow can Maomao be a forgiving parent like today? I’ll snatch more food for you guys~~~”

Wei Maomao: “… “

The staff: “… “

It was fine for today, but tomorrow… there was no need, right!

If this continued, they would all be drinking plain porridge tomorrow!

Chapter 116

Carrying the ball and throwing it into the basket, blindfolded and listening to sounds to place facial features, identifying babies by their hands and feet, transporting a child on a unicycle, relay race, hand-in-hand balloon delivery, three-legged race…

For each game, Wei Chengli gave it his all, he was even more competitive than during the outdoor competition on the first day, which was only for the dads.

There was no other way, his adorable little chubby dumpling had solemnly held his hand before the series of parent-child games began, looked at him seriously, and said, “Dad, I want to win.”

The little chubby paw, firm and strong, like a warm little clamp, how could Wei Chengli say no?

And the little chubby dumpling wasn’t just all talk.

Height wasn’t enough, she jumped to make up for it.

While others were throwing balls, she was bouncing around, like a ball throwing a ball.

Her loud voice cut through the other babies’ voices, her instructions clear and concise. When Wei Chengli took off his blindfold, the cartoon character before him had all its facial features in place, it even looked almost identical to the official version.

As for the chubby little hands and feet, there was no need to say more, even if he could only see them, let alone touch them, he wouldn’t get it wrong.

Game after game, effort after effort, but… age was still a problem.

They won some, they lost some, the points went up and down, Wei Chengli’s heart was in his throat, it was truly a thrilling experience.

For games that required a lot of physical strength from the little babies, no matter how hard the three-year-old tried, she couldn’t compete with the older children.

In the end, they were only three points away from second place, third place…

Wei Chengli looked down at the little chubby dumpling sitting on his foot, her soft hair was soaked with sweat, no longer fluffy and soft, he felt a pang of guilt and wiped the sweat from his face.

Although he had truly given it his all, but… his baby, when he wasn’t participating, she went out to work and came back with first place…

“Baby, it’s okay, we’ll fight again next time.” Wei Chengli said softly, bending down to comfort her.

Wei Maomao stood up, looked at the scoreboard in front of the host, and sighed softly.

Third place… She could only hope she would still be able to get the flour, eggs, milk, butter, and sugar she wanted…

No matter what kind of dessert she made, these were the basics, it would be troublesome without them.

In her previous life, Wei Maomao had told Cheng Tingyan that if there was a chance, she would make desserts for her. Freshly baked, warm, the most fragrant and freshest…

Not just desserts… They had talked about many things for the future. Wei Maomao could even clearly recall the longing and the rapid heartbeat she felt when they talked about those possibilities.

But who would have thought, there was no future, there was no “later.”

The things she wanted to do, she had to do them as soon as possible.

Next time, later, in the future… Who knew which would come first, those or the future.

The past ruthlessly dragged her back into sadness, Wei Maomao’s eyes, looking at the scoreboard, gradually became unfocused.

Wei Chengli, squatting down, wanting to comfort the little chubby dumpling again, was caught off guard by her expression. There were no exaggerated emotions, no tears, just a calm and profound… sadness.

Two heavy blows, one hit his head, the other made his heart clench.

When was the last time…

She was like this…

Was it… when he didn’t agree to bring her to this show?

Wei Chengli didn’t have time to dwell on his wandering thoughts, he gently poked the little chubby dumpling. “Baby? Are you okay, baby? Daddy will try harder next time, okay?”

Wei Maomao, already exhausted, almost fell over from Wei Chengli’s poke, she quickly grabbed his leg to steady herself.

“… “ Wei Maomao turned to look at Wei Chengli and gestured for him to squat lower.

Wei Chengli obediently squatted down.

In a flash, the chubby paw expertly reached for his armpit and tickled him, shaking him back and forth.

“You worked very hard, you’re amazing.” Wei Maomao said, she had seen it, this time, not getting first place was entirely because her three-year-old body lacked strength and stamina, it wasn’t Wei Chengli’s fault. On the contrary, Wei Chengli was truly dedicated, he was one of the best among the dads.

“Not really… Next time, next time I’ll try harder.” Wei Chengli said, but his heart was warmed by his little chubby dumpling’s praise, a smile unconsciously spreading across his face.

But he celebrated too early.

“Move.” Wei Maomao said, dissatisfied.

Wei Chengli: “… “

Praise was temporary, demands were eternal. So why did she have to imitate this action of his! Was he that boring? Was this the only thing she could learn from him!

The sweetness in his heart turned bittersweet, but Wei Chengli still cooperated with the little chubby dumpling, swaying back and forth with her, completing their parent-child interaction – picking her up and swinging her around.

After calculating the points, it was time to collect the ingredients for making desserts.

This time, the first place went to Shen Jianghe and Shen Zilin.

Because of the incident this morning, they hadn’t reconciled yet, they were just forced together by the program team, both of them felt a bit awkward. And because it was too awkward to talk, they both put 200% effort into playing the games. Silent and dedicated… they worked hard and earned first place.

As they were called to the front by the host, a new board, covered with strips of paper representing different ingredients, was brought over by the staff.

Another board, with dessert recipes, was also brought over.

“As the first-place team in this parent-child game, you can take all the ingredients. If you don’t know what to make, you can refer to this board with recipes.” The host said, tapping the board lightly.

Wei Maomao took two steps forward.

Okay… There were still plenty of other ingredients she wanted, but there were only two strips of paper for [Butter].

If the first and second place teams both took the butter, she wouldn’t have any left.

Why were there so few of this essential ingredient? Wei Maomao frowned slightly and looked at the other ingredients again.

Oh… There were also agar-agar powder, tapioca starch, corn flour… It seemed the desserts weren’t just Western-style, but also included soups and Chinese desserts.

Wei Maomao turned to look at the board with recipes, the words were a bit small, but she could see a few dessert names, it seemed to be as she had guessed.

She could also make those other desserts, but what she wanted to make for Cheng Tingyan the most… was cookies.

She really wanted the butter.

If she had known, she would have tried harder! They were only one point away from second place.

Life was unpredictable, Wei Maomao sighed like an old man.

Almost at the same time, Shen Zilin also sighed.

He… couldn’t understand the things on these two boards by himself…

And the host had even moved far away, he could only… look at Shen Jianghe.

The lingering awkwardness between them was palpable.

No words were spoken, but Shen Jianghe understood.

“Let’s take a look at the recipes here first.” Shen Jianghe said, walking to the recipe board and starting to explain the contents to Shen Zilin.

Soon, the Shen family made their decision.

The host, looking at the strips of paper in Shen Zilin’s hand, was a bit surprised. “Just these?”

“Mmm.” Shen Zilin nodded firmly.

First place, of course, they had to choose what they wanted. The games were already tiring enough, they had to choose a simple dessert to make, they couldn’t fall into the program team’s trap and give themselves more work just because they could “choose anything” and “more ingredients meant better taste.”

The host looked at Shen Jianghe, who also nodded firmly.

When it came to weighing the pros and cons, Shen Jianghe started to realize that he and his son were truly in sync.

“Okay, so what are you going to make?” The host asked, even though he already knew the answer.

“Brown sugar agar-agar jelly.” Shen Zilin said with a smile.

Amazing!

Wei Maomao saw an angel’s halo above Shen Zilin’s head.

It turned out that her earlier efforts were a bit wasted. Although everyone actively participated in the parent-child games, when it came to the dessert-making segment… It could be said that she was motivated because she wanted to choose the ingredients she wanted. But the others, they probably just wanted to choose something simple.

Wen Xiang and Wen Dongyu, who were in second place, took the ingredients for pumpkin steamed cake without hesitation.

Facing the two remaining [Butter] strips on the board, Wei Maomao felt the soreness in her arms and legs.

If she had known! Why did she work so hard!

You guys, who ran away as soon as you saw the lengthy steps for Western-style desserts… You should have said something earlier!

After the simplicity of the first and second place teams, the host was finally touched to see someone taking more than a few ingredient strips… It had to be CEO Mao!

The fourth place team was Wen Qiming and Wen Jiangyue.

Wen Qiming’s physical strength wasn’t very good during the games, which made him feel even more guilty after hearing his daughter’s words about him breaking his promises and not being trustworthy.

So, during the ingredient selection, he and Wen Jiangyue chose bubble tea, which she liked.

Although making tapioca pearls seemed quite troublesome based on the recipe, but… after this whole day, he had to let his daughter have some fun, right… Amusement park, Sudoku board games, they couldn’t make up for those now, but they could at least have some bubble tea.

The top four teams smoothly finished their selection, then it came to the last two teams, and things got complicated.

“I want to eat cream puffs!” Wang Qingchuan said, standing in front of the ingredient board, his eyes immediately landing on the strip of paper with the most words. He looked down at Wang Zhizhi. “I’m a baby today, you’ll make it for me, right?”

Hehehe! Annoying, they were truly annoying!

Wang Qingchuan was truly speechless, during the games, whatever he was good at, Wang Qingbei would try to compete with him. Taking turns wasn’t enough, they had to do it together, and for the last bean-sorting game, Wang Qingbei even secretly grabbed the beans he had already sorted! Oh my god, he exposed her, and Wang Zhizhi still blindly defended her! Fine, fine, fine, he would just give up, if they wanted to cause trouble and didn’t want to win, then they would lose together! Lose together with him!

She liked being the parent, right? Then do the things a parent should do! Go and make those cream puffs with the longest recipe!

Wang Qingchuan thought he had cleverly set a trap, but Wang Zhizhi didn’t even respond to him, he just looked at Wang Qingbei and asked, “Beibei, what do you want to eat?”

“I want to eat coconut milk pudding.” Jiang Heye said, quickly scanning the recipe board and making her choice.

Wang Qingchuan looked at the board, he saw it and laughed in exasperation.

Dissolving gelatin, mixing it, adding coconut milk, mixing again, then putting it in the fridge and waiting?

So simple, they must be dreaming!

“Wang Zhizhi, am I like this? Last week, you said you wanted to eat fried chicken, didn’t I buy it for you? I want to eat cream puffs, shouldn’t you also make them for me?” Wang Qingchuan said coldly.

Putting him in a sack, beating him up, somewhere without cameras… Jiang Heye clenched her fists, mentally beating up Wang Qingchuan.

“Brother…” Jiang Heye said, gritting her teeth.

“You only had five yuan, I wanted to eat fried chicken, and your sister wanted to eat… milk powder? Who did you buy it for?” Wang Zhizhi asked, patting Jiang Heye gently with one hand, while the other hand tightly gripped the badge on his chest.

“How come I only had five yuan!” Wang Qingchuan frowned.

“Who did you buy it for?” Wang Zhizhi repeated.

“You, you, I bought it for you.” Wang Qingchuan said angrily, pointing at the ingredient board. “I want to eat cream puffs.”

Wang Zhizhi chuckled. “Liar.”

Wang Qingchuan: ???

“Beibei, is coconut milk pudding enough? The ones I had before, they seemed to have mango in them too.” Wang Zhizhi looked up at Wang Qingbei.

Jiang Heye thought for a moment. “Adding some fruit would be good, it’s not troublesome. Let me see, mmm… there’s no mango on this ingredient board, but there’s shredded coconut and red beans, should we take them?”

“Yes.” Wang Zhizhi nodded.

Wang Qingchuan: “… “ Did he not exist?

“Okay, we can make two kinds.” Jiang Heye said, starting to take the ingredient strips based on the recipe.

“Didn’t I say I would buy it for you? Didn’t you hear me? How am I a liar?” Wang Qingchuan said angrily. “This isn’t right!”

“… “ Wang Zhizhi sighed, took off the badge on his chest, and said, “Now, I’m Wang Zhizhi. When you didn’t have just five yuan, you only bought clothes for my sister, you didn’t buy me any toys. With only five yuan, you wouldn’t even buy me anything. You lied to me, I know.”

After saying that, Wang Zhizhi put the badge back on.

“When did that happen?” Wang Qingchuan asked, after thinking for a moment. “I don’t even remember, why are you holding a grudge for so long?”

“Listen to your sister, she wants to eat coconut milk pudding, so we’ll eat coconut milk pudding.” Wang Zhizhi said, not even turning back, he ignored Wang Qingchuan and focused on Wang Qingbei, who was taking the ingredient strips.

Wang Qingchuan, grumbling and complaining, was ignored, he couldn’t change their decision, he could only go back, frustrated and sullen.

The drama that unfolded in front of everyone at the Wang family’s table made Wei Chengli click his tongue, he wouldn’t complain about the little chubby dumpling imitating his “picking up and swaying” action anymore.

The Cheng family was the last to go up and collect their ingredients.

Cheng Feiying’s expression was grim, but he didn’t have as much to say as Wang Qingchuan. Although the reason they were last place was definitely because Cheng Tingyan refused to participate in any of the games, and the three-and-a-half-year-old Cheng Rongrong alone couldn’t compete with the older children, but Cheng Feiying also knew that his own performance today was truly terrible… He didn’t know what was wrong with those games, it was like they were specifically designed to target him, either testing his balance or his spatial reasoning, all things he wasn’t good at. The more he played, the more frustrated he became, the more he lost…

They were last place, his own incompetence had been broadcasted for all to see, although Cheng Feiying was angry at Cheng Tingyan, who didn’t participate in a single game, he couldn’t say anything in front of everyone.

Thankfully, it seemed the ranking didn’t have as much impact on the ingredient selection as the host had initially said.

They didn’t have that much variety, so they could just make something simple, he was also very tired.

But while Cheng Tingyan had no objections to what they made, Cheng Rongrong voiced her opinion.

She wanted to make… mochi with banana filling.

Cheng Feiying, looking at the recipe for mochi, which was almost as long as the one for cream puffs, immediately read it out loud to Cheng Rongrong, emphasizing that he was just a baby, if they chose this, it would be the new parents who did the work, making the mochi dough, whipping the cream, it was all physical labor, he was only responsible for eating, not making.

He had already made it clear, Cheng Feiying felt that the three-and-a-half-year-old Cheng Rongrong should have some self-awareness.

However, Cheng Rongrong still wanted to choose it.

Because… Jiang Heye liked it.

Knowing the plot of the original story, knowing some of the small details, Cheng Rongrong felt she couldn’t waste her foreknowledge, she had to seize every opportunity to get closer to her. After all, Cheng Feiying was useless now. Although her mom had some connections with the He family, they weren’t that close, it was already difficult for her to get roles for her dad, let alone find suitable ones for her. She had to rely on herself! It seemed it was no longer easy to establish her “good girl” persona by stepping on Cheng Tingyan on this show, at least she had to win over Jiang Heye, who was practically delivered to her doorstep!

Cheng Feiying couldn’t understand why Cheng Rongrong was making things difficult for herself, he emphasized the difficulty of making mochi dough and whipping cream again. He hadn’t made them before, but he had seen it on set, whipping cream without a machine, even adults would find it tiring. He wouldn’t do such a thing.

Cheng Rongrong understood what Cheng Feiying meant by repeatedly emphasizing it. He was just lazy and cowardly!

“Older sister…” Cheng Rongrong looked at Cheng Tingyan, who had been silent, seemingly indifferent.

“My dad is not a dad who would make mochi dough or whip cream.” Cheng Tingyan said calmly. “And I, who am playing his role today, am not either.”

Cheng Feiying: “… “ He couldn’t refute that.

“Older sister, mochi with banana filling is very delicious, let’s make it together.” Cheng Rongrong said, lowering her eyes, a glint of cunning flashing in them. “Older sister, do you not want to make desserts with me? Are you going to Maomao’s house? Older sister, you have delicious desserts to eat outside, so you don’t care about Dad and me anymore? Dad and I don’t have anything delicious… You won’t even bring any back.”

Her voice was soft, aggrieved, and clear.

But Cheng Tingyan didn’t feel any sympathy, she just asked, confused, “When Dad goes out to eat, does he care about what we eat at home? Did he ever bring anything back?”

Cheng Rongrong was stunned, she was even distracted by the question, she couldn’t help but think back seriously.

He truly… never did!

“Okay, okay, okay! Make the mochi if you want to make it.” Cheng Feiying interrupted the conversation between his two daughters.

What the hell, the more they talked, the more annoying it became, what did it have to do with him? Why were they always bringing him up?

Let her make it if she wanted to, it was none of his business if she couldn’t, he didn’t even want to eat it.

Cheng Feiying glared at his two daughters, then swiftly took the ingredient strips for mochi based on the recipe and stuffed them into Cheng Rongrong’s hand. “Here, here, here, you make it, you make it.”

Cheng Rongrong was finally satisfied, but seeing Cheng Tingyan, who had just turned around and walked straight towards that little menace, she felt annoyed again.

The one who used to be like a transparent person at home, how come she was becoming more and more assertive, more and more stubborn?

Just a three-year-old little menace, could she really change her fate?

And it wasn’t just Cheng Rongrong who noticed Cheng Tingyan’s change, the viewers in the live broadcast room also saw it.

“Today’s Yan Yan, she seems particularly different. In the past two days, when the babies were playing the role of their ideal parents, it wasn’t that obvious. But today, when they’re asked to play the role of their dads, Yan Yan has become much more assertive.”

“I don’t think it’s assertiveness. It’s more like… she’s gone from being reserved to being more open. Did you notice? Yan Yan rarely talks about her family, what her dad is like, what her mom is like, she rarely mentions it. And when she accidentally talks about it, she seems a bit nervous. Unlike today, she even cooked cilantro, her words are more direct, I think this ‘imitating dads’ segment is truly good!”

“It’s about making the babies reveal their real dads, why can only the dads talk about their babies…”

“Cheng Feiying, this person is truly terrible, even without Yan Yan’s acting, I can imagine him being like this. But Cheng Rongrong… who did she learn her guilt-tripping skills from? How is she so good at it? She must have drunk a lot of green tea growing up? If she wants to do something, she should just do it herself, why drag Yan Yan into it… Our Yan Yan just wants to go and eat at CEO Mao’s house, what’s wrong with that? Facing Cheng Feiying, she would probably get indigestion no matter what she eats.”

“Sob, sob, sob, our CEO Mao is truly a little angel, as soon as Yan Yan went over, she immediately asked her what kind of cookies she wanted to eat! So it’s not just plain butter cookies, she’ll also make different shapes? My CEO Mao, your age is holding you back!”

“Any kind of cookie CEO Mao makes will be delicious! I’m willing to eat them all! Please send me a cookie made by CEO Mao! I just want one! One is enough!”

“I’m not greedy, I don’t even want a whole one anymore, just let me have a bite… Just one bite…”

…

Although the ingredients were limited, Wei Maomao was serious about making cookies.

In her previous life, she had met Cheng Tingyan online, using the username “One Bite Cookie,” Cheng Tingyan had often jokingly asked if her cookies were truly that delicious, to be eaten one bite at a time, and even asked if she would have a chance to try them in the future.

And Wei Maomao had already decided that the first time she made desserts for Cheng Tingyan, it had to be cookies, to satisfy Cheng Tingyan’s curiosity from back then.

She never expected that something she didn’t have a chance to do in her previous life would have a chance to be realized now.

“I want to eat… bunny cookies.” Cheng Tingyan answered without hesitation.

Wei Maomao: “… “

Ah… well, she could make them, but why did it sound… wrong…

“Do you want to eat any other shapes? We can make a few different animals.” Wei Maomao suggested kindly.

“No, just bunny cookies.” Cheng Tingyan said firmly.

Wei Maomao: “… “ Okay, as long as you’re happy.