Chapter 930: The Great Battle for the Children

From the two people's not-very-complete explanation, the pair figured it out.

It turned out the "Daddy" and "Mommy" in their mouths were not them, but Gu Zhihao and Shi Yuke.

This made Nianyin furious.

She gave Meiyin's bottom two slaps, "Pa-pa": "You ungrateful little thing, I risked my life to snatch you out of the house, and it's only been a few days and you've already defected, favoring only your biological parents."

People who practice martial arts have heavy hands; after the two slaps, several bright red finger marks immediately appeared on Meiyin's tender skin, and they quickly became red and swollen.

"Waa—"

Meiyin cried miserably, her tears falling like beads from a broken string.

"Mommy is bad, don't want Mommy..."

Consequently, Nianyin became even angrier, and with another "Pa-pa," she gave two more slaps: "No crying, hold your tears back."

"Not allowed to hit, bad person, put her down, bad person!"

Yulong charged over like a little bomb, slamming his head into Nianyin's leg.

Nianyin stood firmly, completely unaffected, while he fell onto his bottom!

"Waa—"

Hurt from the fall, Yulong's little mouth curled, and he started crying too.

The two children were like they were in a competition, crying miserably, shaking the earth and mountains, and it was endless.

Nianyin threatened: "Stop crying, do you hear me? If you cry again? If you cry again, I'll throw you both into the trash can."

Lao Qi seconded: "Right!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah..."

"Waa waa waa waa—"

The threat didn't work; the two children cried even more fiercely.

There was really no other way; they wouldn't listen, couldn't be subdued by force, so what to do if they just kept crying?

The two of them had never been afraid of any danger, having braved great storms and waves, but now, facing two children who weren't even four years old combined, they were at a loss.

They sat on the steps to discuss a solution.

Nianyin: "Can you make them quiet down?"

Lao Qi: "No, I've never taken care of either of these two, and they wouldn't listen to me anyway. You should do it; at least Meiyin grew up by your side, you should have experience."

Nianyin told the truth: "No, I have no experience at all. I haven't seen her any more times than you have, because she forced us to separate. Before leaving the Ji Family, I didn't have a single good impression of this girl; I didn't want to pay any attention to her at all."

Lao Qi:...

The two children's crying finally grew quieter—their throats were hoarse from crying.

"Cough, cough—"

Meiyin's little face was flushed red, and she looked pitifully at Nianyin: "Mommy, hungry!"

Seeing her stop crying, Yulong stopped crying himself.

But he had "backbone"; even if he was hungry, he wouldn't give in.

"Go cook, hurry up."

"Hey! You're actually ordering me around? You've rebelled, you little thing." Nianyin reached out and patted Yulong's head lightly.

This appearance, this temper, was a spitting image of a little Lao Qi.

She found her own son delightful no matter how she looked at him; although the daughter wasn't her biological child, she was a soft, glutinous little girl, like a powder puff, and since she looked so pitiful saying she was hungry, she couldn't just ignore her.

But as for cooking, she couldn't.

Lao Qi: "You stay and play with them, I'll go cook."

Ten minutes later.

Four bowls of plain boiled noodles were placed on the dining table, and that was it.

He and Nianyin were hungry too, and the two adults picked up the bowls in front of them and quickly finished half, but the two children hadn't even moved their chopsticks.

Lao Qi put down his rice bowl and asked: "Why aren't you eating? Didn't you both say you were hungry? Oh, is it that you two don't know how to use chopsticks? I'll go get spoons."

"Doesn't taste good."

"Doesn't taste good."

The two little ones pouted and frowned, looking very disgusted.

Lao Qi:...

"Weren't you hungry? Does it matter if it tastes good or not when you're hungry?"

Nianyin concluded: "They still aren't hungry enough. If they were starving, they'd eat anything."

Suddenly, someone rushed in from outside, furious: "Are you two speaking like human beings? How old are these children, and you want to starve us?"

The person who arrived was Gu Zhihao.

He went to the kitchen as soon as he finished speaking.

He opened the refrigerator—heh!

It was truly clean!

There was nothing in the freezer, and the refrigerator section was just barely passable, with a few eggs, two cucumbers, and one tomato.

Soon, a bowl of tomato and egg sauce was placed on the table, along with a plate of finely and neatly sliced cucumber strips.

Gu Zhihao helped the two children scoop the sauce, mixed the noodles, and then added a pinch of cucumber strips.

The two children started wolfing down the food, saying vaguely while eating: "Fragrant."

"Delicious."

Lao Qi was unconvinced: "It's just a bowl of tomato and egg sauce, it's not like it's anything great, how good could it possibly taste?"

"You two try it too."

Gu Zhihao divided the remaining half-bowl of tomato and egg sauce between the two of them; after just one bite, their eyes widened—this was too delicious!

After the meal.

Gu Zhihao cleared the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, washed them, came out to look after the children, and kept them company while playing until they fell asleep.

For a grown man, he handled these tasks with ease, as if he were in his element, and everything went incredibly smoothly.

Once the two children were asleep, the three adults sat down to discuss.

Gu Zhihao requested: "Last time was my fault, I apologize to you both, please let me take the children back."

"I heard everything on the phone just now; you two don't know how to raise children at all. Such young children need careful nurturing to grow up healthy, and your method of upbringing simply won't work."

Taking both children away was a bit excessive, but if Gu Zhihao hadn't been excessive first, the two of them wouldn't have done this.

Lao Qi and Nianyin were both straightforward people who didn't beat around the bush: "Which one do you want to take?"

He didn't speak, his hands twisted together, stammering: "One is my own flesh and blood, the other I've raised as my own since they were small; both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh, I'm not willing to let go of either."

The meaning behind his words was still that he wanted to take them both.

Nianyin:...

Lao Qi raged: "Get lost! You say both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh, but are other people's palms and backs made of woven bamboo strips? If we don't know how to raise children, we can learn, we can hire a nanny; we don't need you here pretending to be a good person, get out!"

Since he couldn't make up his mind which one he wanted, both were left behind.

Gu Zhihao was kicked out of the Villa and threatened that he was not allowed to come and harass them again, otherwise, they would beat his human head into a dog's head.

Nianyin: "You contact a nanny immediately. If one isn't enough, hire two, then hire a cook, and another one to clean; I don't believe that without him, we can't handle two children?"

Lao Qi corrected: "It's 'look after'."

"Right, look after."

Facts proved—there is a gap between ideals and reality.

Life is full of surprises everywhere.

It had been perfectly arranged for the nanny to start work at eight o'clock the next day, but on the first night, the nanny called: "I'm sorry, sir, I sprained my ankle while cooking just now, it's a hairline fracture, I won't be able to come to your home to look after the children for a while."

No one can guard against this kind of thing; if the nanny can't come, a new one must be found immediately.

However, a new nanny was not easy to find; they didn't dare hire someone whose background they didn't know, and as for those they did know—there weren't any available for the time being!

Nighttime.

Whether it was because they weren't used to the new place or because they had been frightened in the car during the day, Yulong woke up several times in the middle of the night.

As soon as he woke up, he would cry "wa-wa," crying while looking for his dad.

Lao Qi coaxed the child: "Dad is here."

Yulong pushed him away and objected: "No, you're not Dad, you're Uncle!"