Chapter 566: Little Foodie 2

Shi Youxuan did not allow it; she placed Sheng Zichen in his playpen and let him cry, then pulled her mother-in-law outside for a private word: "Mom, given our family's circumstances, let alone eggs, there is no problem with eating anything. It's not about the egg right now; what I want to cultivate is Erbao's good habit of knowing how to share and understanding how to yield from a young age."

Wang Yinghao actually understood the logic, but she just couldn't bear to see her grandson looking so aggrieved, and she also felt her daughter-in-law was making a mountain out of a molehill—wasn't it just a mouthful of egg?

Was it necessary to make such a big deal out of it?

Wang Yinghao said: "I don't object to you educating the child, but not today. Today is Erbao's first birthday; don't provoke the child to cry on his birthday."

Shi Youxuan would not budge an inch: "No, Sheng Zichen is different from other children. We cannot be lax with him at all. If we compromise this time, he will only make a bigger scene next time."

"It's just half an egg white, is it worth it?" The mother-in-law's face was already showing signs of anger; it was clear she was very upset.

If this were in the past, Shi Youxuan would definitely have met needle with needle and told her mother-in-law that it was very much worth it!

How many "spoiled brats" turn into troubled youths when they grow up, all starting from a little bit of coddling when they were young?

Parents over-indulge their children, thinking they are still small and don't need discipline, but when they grow up, they often can't be disciplined anymore. By then, they will be disciplined by society, and they will only suffer more. What is a couple of cries now?

Just consider it a workout for his lung capacity.

But today she didn't. Shi Youxuan had a flash of inspiration and pointed at the egg white held in her mother-in-law's hand: "Mom, you've been holding that for a while now. Aren't you afraid he'll get a stomachache if you feed it to Erbao now?"

"Alright then."

Wang Yinghao put the egg white into her own mouth.

A mother-in-law and daughter-in-law argument that was on the verge of breaking out was instantly resolved, and the two smiled at each other.

In fact, sometimes if you take a small step back, the other party is very likely to lose their anger and, in turn, take a big step back.

Sheng Zichen had only wanted to hog two eggs for himself, but as a result, both his mother and grandmother had gone out, and no one was paying attention to him.

After howling a couple of times without getting a response, he gave up.

The guests arrived.

The first pair of guests to arrive were Jian Yixin and Sheng Zerong; the two brought many birthday gifts for Sheng Zichen, filling up the large coffee table in the living room.

Just as Jian Yixin hugged Sheng Zichen and kissed his little face, she saw the nanny bringing her own son out.

Seeing his mother, Shi Moli waved his arms happily and kept making "ooh-ooh" sounds.

Wang Yinghao hurriedly took her grandson over to let the mother and son reunite.

Jian Yixin held her son and didn't want to let go for even a second; Moli also hugged his mother's neck tightly, pressed his head into the crook of her neck, and stayed still.

"Baobao, Mommy missed you so much, my Baobao." Jian Yixin's tears fell in torrents.

How she wished to be with her child day and night; although she could see him often, she still missed him terribly.

Soon, Yun Zhehao and Ma Ling'er arrived as well.

The third group to arrive was Shi Yucheng bringing Shi Liu, and the guests were all present.

The living room projector was playing a video call, having a cloud gathering with Jin Laoyezi, Jin Laofuren, and the Jian Yining couple, who were ten thousand miles away.

They had originally intended to come over, but Shi Youxuan had refused them.

Her reason for refusing was quite ethereal—she said she had asked a master to look into it, and a child's first birthday should not be celebrated with great fanfare for fear of damaging the child's fortune and longevity, so she refused their attendance.

This reason was a bit mystical, but the elders were very susceptible to this sort of thing.

Jin Laoyezi and his wife immediately stated they would not go, and they also kept their other granddaughter and her husband in the United States, not allowing them to return.

Although the people didn't come back, the gifts were not lacking.

Jin Laofuren had prepared a full set of gold lock pendants, bracelets, and anklets for her great-grandson, sent back via international courier.

Jian Yining had prepared a set of the most advanced computer software as a first-birthday gift for Sheng Zichen; this gift... was quite ahead of its time.

No matter how smart Sheng Zichen was, it was impossible for him to know how to use the internet at one year old, so in the end, this software was requisitioned by Shi Ran.

The little girl was as happy as if she had found a treasure.

The guests were all gathered, and the "grabbing the week" ceremony was about to begin.

The servants placed a large, square table in the living room.

The table was covered with a bright red gold-velvet cloth, and many items were placed around the table—an abacus, books, ancient coins, a seal, a plastic sword, diamonds, gold jewelry, a ruler, a house model...

There were also some strange things.

For example, a small pinch of soil in a bag.

A stalk of celery.

An orange.

And a large green onion!

The items used for the ceremony were prepared by Grandpa himself; no matter how unreliable he was, he wouldn't make a joke out of his own grandson.

Moreover, Grandma was on the side keeping watch, so Shi Youxuan thought these items must all have symbolic meanings and humbly asked for guidance.

"Dad, do these items placed for the ceremony have any symbolic meanings?"

"Yes, they do. I'll tell you."

Sheng Jiang finally had a chance to be useful, and he introduced the purpose of each item one by one.

The abacus was easy to understand; if he chose the abacus, it meant he would inherit the Sheng Family business in the future. Being from a business family, being able to calculate accounts was representative.

Actually, Shi Youxuan really wanted to say, who uses an abacus nowadays?

You might as well have just put a keyboard or a computer instead.

But she didn't say it; she not only nodded to show she understood but even put on an expression of sudden realization, pretending to have been enlightened.

Next were the books; books were easy to understand, followed by money, diamonds, jewelry, and so on.

Originally, Shi Youxuan was a little worried; she was worried that if her son grabbed the jewelry or diamonds, would it mean he had a tendency to be a cross-dresser?

However, she had overthought it; her father-in-law interpreted all of these as—inheriting the Clan industry!

Because the family ran a company, there were projects involving jewelry, diamonds, real estate, and the like.

Now, not only did Shi Youxuan understand, but the guests present and those online also understood—it turned out Sheng Jiang just wanted his grandson to inherit the Clan industry in the future, which was why he had leaned almost half of the items on the table toward the industry.

"What do the celery, oranges, and green onions represent?" Shi Youxuan pointed at these items.

It was one thing to stretch the truth and call the soil inside the bag "Architecture materials."

But surely these vegetables, fruits, and even seasonings couldn't be linked to the company, right?

Whether it was Sheng Hanyu's Dingsheng Group or Shi Youxuan's Tianma Group, neither had any industries related to these; not a single one.

Yet Shi Youxuan had to figure out the symbolic meanings of these edibles; she was quite certain—her son would head straight for the food!

If the explanation wasn't good, she would remove these items before the grabbing ceremony.

Sheng Jiang said: "Choosing celery means my grandson is diligent and patient. Picking an orange means a lucky person is blessed by heaven and will have help from noble people in the future, and the green onion is for being clever."

Shi Youxuan felt relieved; her father-in-law was very reliable this time, and the things he brought all had wonderful meanings; no matter which one was chosen, it would be fine!

The grabbing ceremony officially began.

Sheng Zichen was placed in the middle of the table, and everyone surrounded him to take videos.

The little guy stood up, spun around in place, and then without hesitation grabbed the orange and brought it to his mouth—he really was a foodie, true to his reputation!

Wang Yingzhi was quick-eyed and nimble-handed; she snatched the orange away and put it back in its original place.

She said to Sheng Zichen: "Erbao, be a good boy, grab again."

This was the second time today that food had flown away from Sheng Zichen's mouth; he was very unhappy and was just about to cry, but hearing his grandmother tell him to grab again, he unhesitatingly reached out his little chubby hand and grabbed the orange again.

Not only did he grab it, he hugged it tightly to his chest, staring at his grandmother vigilantly with a serious expression.

He had the air of someone who would treat anyone who tried to snatch his orange again as an enemy.

Sheng Jiang and Wang Yinghao were both a little disappointed; they had hoped their grandson would grab the things that represented inheriting the family business.