Chapter 565: Little Foodie 1

Having finally tasted a different flavor, only to be denied it, the little one was anxious beyond measure!

Seeing this, Wang Yinghao explained: "Xuanxuan, the tuna in the sandwich isn't canned; I made it myself. There isn't a single fish bone in it, and the meat is very fresh." The implication was that it was fine to let Erbao have a little.

Shi Youxuan caught the subtext in her mother-in-law's words, so she followed her lead: "Since you made it yourself, it must be safe and healthy. Why not let Erbao have some?"

"Okay, okay."

The mother-in-law beamed with joy and immediately set about making a sandwich.

First, she cut off the four crusts of the bread, then added an even layer of tuna in the middle, used a little less salad dressing, and picked a tender leaf of iceberg lettuce, snipping it into thin strips to tuck inside.

After finishing this, she cut the sandwich into very small pieces, placed them on a small plate, and set it in front of Erbao.

Shi Youxuan wiped the little one's hands clean again, and he happily grabbed the food to eat it himself!

Erbao had four teeth on top and four on the bottom; he was perfectly capable of chewing soft food like a sandwich.

Shi Ran apologized to her mother once more: "I'm sorry, Mom. I know I was wrong. I'll know what to do next time."

This apology was very sincere, unlike the one from just a moment ago, which still held a bit of grievance.

Adults are a child's best teachers; actions speak louder than words!

Grandma's approach was the correct way to educate, a hundred times better than rigid, mechanical instruction.

Shi Youxuan also apologized to her daughter: "I'm sorry, Ranran. Mom was wrong too. My attitude just now wasn't good. I won't be like that again in the future."

It was originally just a conversation between mother and daughter, but no one expected Sheng Jiang to suddenly interject: "You're wrong about more than just that."

Shi Youxuan:...

Everyone's gaze turned toward Sheng Jiang.

He, however, looked toward his wife as if seeking help, letting her do the talking.

Wang Yinghao was caught between laughter and tears. Normally, this kind of thing could just be brought up directly, but he insisted on interjecting like this, making it awkward to handle.

Shi Youxuan asked: "Dad, what did I do wrong to make you unhappy? Please bring it up; if I'm wrong, I'll change."

The implication was—if it's not my fault, I won't change!

Sheng Jiang stammered and couldn't get it out; he didn't even dare to meet his daughter-in-law's eyes.

Just a moment ago he had been "unyielding," but after being pressed by his daughter-in-law, he instantly became incredibly timid.

Seeing this, Wang Yinghao hurriedly took over the conversation: "Xuanxuan, it's like this: your father wants to hold a grand celebration for Zichen's first birthday, but you two said you only wanted a few family members to celebrate. He feels that's too simple."

So that was it; Shi Youxuan and Sheng Hanyu finally understood.

This wasn't a big deal, just a normal difference of opinion. If they disagreed, couldn't they just say so directly?

Something that could have been cleared up in a single sentence was instead made very complicated; this was Sheng Jiang's consistent style of doing things.

Shi Youxuan didn't answer directly whether it was a yes or a no.

Instead, she reminded her daughter: "Ranran, stop listening to the adults. If you don't leave now, you'll be late for school."

"Mm, I'm leaving right away."

Shi Ran left the dining table, and as she prepared to go out, she saw the four bodyguards waiting to escort her. She turned back to her mother and said: "Mom, can you not make such a big scene?"

This situation had been going on for many days now.

Other people were usually dropped off by one adult, but look at her—she had Lao Qi and the butler by her side, and four bodyguards following behind!

It was a massive procession; it was just going to school, yet it looked like an honor guard on the move!

Every time she reached the school gate, she had to endure the stares of all the parents and students; she didn't like it.

"Be good. Just bear with it for a few more days. We'll see how things go in a few days and then call them off." Shi Youxuan kissed her daughter's forehead.

"Alright."

Shi Ran agreed and went off to school.

Shi Youxuan returned to the dining room, sat in her seat, picked up her porridge for a sip, and said calmly: "Sheng Yukai has escaped from prison."

"Cough, cough..."

Sheng Jiang coughed violently, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

Wang Yinghao also felt shocked, but she didn't react as strongly as her husband: "Sheng Yukai escaped from prison? No wonder you've insisted on having so many bodyguards escort Ranran to and from school lately. So that's why."

Sheng Hanyu and his wife had been living in fear, trying not to let the elders and children worry.

That was why they hadn't told them about Sheng Yukai's prison break, only increasing security measures at home and having bodyguards follow them whenever they went out.

And that was just what was visible; there were also quite a few guards in the shadows that they didn't know about.

Originally, Shi Youxuan had wanted to wait until Sheng Yukai was captured before saying anything, but now that her father-in-law was dissatisfied with Erbao's first birthday banquet being too simple, she had no choice but to come clean!

Sheng Zichen was one year old.

That morning, Wang Yinghao dressed Erbao in new clothes and used a prepared "peace comb," singing a peace song as she combed Zichen's hair: "First comb, wisdom unfolds; the baby is clever and cute."

"Second comb, wealth arrives; the baby's fortune rolls in."

"Third comb, hands are skilled; whatever you do, you'll be a treasure."

"Fourth comb, popularity is good; you'll have more friends than you can count."

"Fifth comb, sixth comb, combing into a baby who will live a long and healthy life..."

"The eggs are here, the eggs are here." Shi Youxuan pushed the door open, carrying two piping hot eggs.

The eggs were boiled and had been out of the pot for a while; Shi Youxuan thought they weren't hot anymore, so she grabbed them with her hands and went upstairs.

But she hadn't expected them to get hotter and hotter.

The cook had originally told her to use a bowl, but she hadn't, and as a result, she got burned.

The eggs were placed on the table to cool. Erbao's eyes lit up when he saw them—"Eat, yummy."

"All you think about is eating, you little..." She had wanted to say "little foodie," but she restrained herself halfway through.

Today was Sheng Zichen's first birthday; she couldn't just say anything.

What if it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy and he really turns into a glutton when he grows up?

Shi Youxuan wore a smile, putting on the appearance of a kind, elderly mother, and said gently, "Baobao, be good. These two eggs have a great purpose. I'll give them to you to eat in a little while, don't be impatient!"

Erbao looked very serious, his two chubby little hands clutching his grandmother's neck tightly: "Scary, Mommy."

Wang Yinghao chided her daughter-in-law: "You'd better just speak normally; don't try to be gentle like others, you don't sound like it at all."

Shi Youxuan:...

Fine, she had finally managed to try being "gentle" for once, but her son didn't even appreciate it, so she might as well go back to normal; it was quite tiring to act like that anyway.

The eggs were warm. Wang Yinghao first picked one up, placed it on top of Sheng Zichen's head, and rolled it gently downward, saying as she rolled: "My treasure is one year old, may all bad luck retreat." She rolled it down to his feet and set it aside.

Then she picked up the other one and rolled it from his feet to his head, chanting the same words: "May good luck roll in, may my treasure have a smooth life!"

The two eggs representing good luck and bad luck had been rolled.

Shi Youxuan peeled an egg and put the first one into her own mouth!

"Ah—"

Zichen grew anxious and started shouting: "Baobao, mine."

Shi Youxuan wouldn't indulge his bad habits; she let Erbao watch longingly as she finished the entire egg, and only then did she peel the second one.

She put the egg white into her mother-in-law's mouth and fed the egg yolk to Erbao in several pieces.

"Less... ah—"

Sheng Zichen felt so wronged; he had originally thought the two fragrant boiled eggs were both his, but after waiting for so long, they had only been rolled on his body, and when it came time to eat, he only got one egg yolk.

Tears fell from the little guy's eyes, one pair after another, out of grievance.

The sight of his cute, aggrieved appearance made his grandmother's heart break; she couldn't bring herself to eat the remaining half of the egg white and insisted on giving it to the child.