Warden of the Beast World: Everyone is a Hakimi

"Mom, you've lost weight lately." Rongrong pulled Yetang to the dining room. "We need to eat, eat our fill."

"Okay, I'll listen to Rongrong." Yetang picked Rongrong up. "Has Rongrong been eating well lately?"

Ye Tang laughed and carried her into the dining room. Mao Mao was sitting at the table, and upon hearing this, her wolf ears drooped slightly. Mian Mian added insult to injury, "Brother doesn't eat carrots, but he secretly gave them to me last time."

Mao Mao blushed and whispered in protest, "I didn't..." Ye Tang put Rong Rong down, sat down next to Mao Mao, and picked up a piece of green vegetable for him with her chopsticks: "Brother, you should eat well too." Mao Mao nodded obediently.

"Mom, Father doesn't eat carrots either. What do you say about him?" Mao Mao immediately betrayed Youlie, "He always secretly hides and throws away the carrots when he eats."

Youlie was carrying soup out of the kitchen when he heard this and paused. Yetang turned to look at him. Youlie calmly put the soup down: "I didn't."

"You have it," Momo said seriously. "I saw it."

"Mao Mao, how does your father usually teach you?" You Lie looked down at him.

"You can't lie." Mao Mao looked up, her voice full of conviction.

Youlie remained silent. Yetang chuckled and placed a piece of carrot on Youlie's plate as well: "As a father, you must set a good example." Youlie looked at the carrot in his bowl and resignedly ate it. Mao Mao and Rong Rong exchanged a glance and both smiled.

Mianmian sat to the side, enjoying the spectacle, and added, "The chicken father doesn't eat vegetables."

As soon as Ling Shou entered, he was called upon and paused in his tracks: "When did this young master stop eating?"

"Last time we had hot pot, you picked out all the greens and threw them into Red Hair's father's bowl." Mianmian has an excellent memory.

Ling Shou opened his mouth, unable to refute for a moment. Chi Heng followed in from behind, laughing gleefully. Ye Tang glanced at everyone at the table, then at the children, and finally said, "From today onwards, no one is allowed to be picky about food. Carrots and green vegetables, everyone has to eat them."

Youlie and Lingshou exchanged a glance, both seeing resignation in each other's eyes.

"Father White Cat is the best-behaved, he's not picky about food," Rongrong praised Jingyao, pointing at him.

Jing Yao was engrossed in his meal when he heard this, so he looked up and gave a simple, honest smile. He really wasn't a picky eater; he'd eat whatever was given to him. Ye Tang chimed in, "Learn from Father Jing Yao." The children all agreed in unison. Ling Shou and You Lie silently ate their rice, not uttering another word.

"See? The kids rejected him." Chi Heng gloated. "Two picky eaters."

"Where did you go? Did you even eat a bite of that celery?" Ling Shou revealed. "And Han Zhou, they don't eat bitter melon."

Han Zhou was eating quietly when he was suddenly called upon, and he paused. Ye Tang looked over. Han Zhou, without changing his expression, picked up a piece of bitter melon with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Qi Xuan, watching from the side, shook his head: "Little leopard, don't force yourself. Your brows are all furrowed." Han Zhou ignored him and forced down the bitter melon. Ye Tang poured him a glass of water: "Alright, don't push yourself."

"No, why don't you force us here in Hanzhou?" Ling Shou protested. He looked at the large bowl of vegetables in his bowl.

"My life is miserable," Han Zhou blurted out abruptly, "but my wife dotes on me."

Ling Shou choked. Chi Heng laughed out loud beside him. Qi Xuan also chimed in, "Little Leopard is right. Those with bad luck get more love from their wives." Ling Shou glared at them and lowered his head to eat his rice. Ye Tang didn't reply, but added another piece of meat to Han Zhou's bowl.

After the meal, Ye Tang handed the children over to You Lie and Jing Yao, then took Han Zhou to the study. She compiled the intelligence from the Ghost Cry Swamp and Lin Lang's clues about the Immortal Bone into a brief report and had it sent to the palace. Han Zhou helped her check the details and also attached the latest military deployment adjustments.

The two worked until late at night. Ye Tang closed the last page and rubbed her temples. Han Zhou handed her a glass of warm water: "My lady, it's time to rest."

Ye Tang and Han Zhou left the study and ran into You Lie. You Lie was holding an outer robe and handed it to them, saying, "It's chilly at night." Ye Tang took it and put it on. Han Zhou nodded to You Lie and turned to go back to his room.

"Ghost Hunter," Ye Tang suddenly called out.

"What's wrong, Tangtang?" Youlie asked, looking at her.

"Tomorrow will be a whole radish feast."

"..." Ghost Hunter's expression was a little unpleasant. "Fine... I'll do as you say..."

Seeing his expression, Ye Tang couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and pinched his cheek: "Just kidding. We'll make stewed pork ribs tomorrow." You Lie breathed a sigh of relief and leaned down to kiss the back of her hand.

"You two are fathers now, and you're still picky eaters. I specially cooked this loving breakfast for you early this morning, so don't waste it." Chi Heng pointed at Ling Shou and You Lie with a large spoon.

"I'll stir-fry some celery and shredded pork for you at noon!" Ling Shou pinched his nose and gulped down the vegetable porridge.

Youlie glanced at him, then picked up his carrot porridge and drank it. Chiheng put away the large ladle with satisfaction. Mianmian clapped her hands beside him: "Red-haired father is really amazing!"

"Red-haired father, you have to finish all the celery at noon," Mianmian added.

"Um, how about we skip the celery for lunch?"

"No way. Red Hair's father is naughty, Mianmian won't listen to you anymore."

"Alright, Father Red Hair will eat it all." Chi Heng gritted his teeth and agreed.

At noon, Ling Shou indeed personally cooked a plate of shredded pork with celery. Chi Heng's expression was not good when he saw Ling Shou bring out the plate.

Mianmian was the first to reach for her chopsticks, picking up a piece of celery and eating it with relish. Lingshou also picked up a piece, deliberately chewing it loudly in front of Chiheng. Chiheng glared at him for a long time, then pinched his nose and put a piece of celery in his mouth.

"Red-haired Father is really great," Mianmian immediately praised.

Chi Heng chewed a couple of times, his complexion gradually improving. He didn't actually hate celery that much, he just didn't like eating it. Since he had promised Mianmian, he accepted it.

"Handsome father, have some radish." Mianmian picked up a piece of shredded radish with her chopsticks and placed it in Youlie's bowl.

Under the watchful eyes of the three little cubs, Youlie ate reluctantly.

"Mao Mao, eat more, it's good for your eyes." You Lie picked half a shredded radish from his own bowl and gave it to Mao Mao.

"Father, you're an adult, you should eat more." Mao Mao picked up another piece of food and gave it to You Lie. "Let's protect our eyes together."

Youlie stared at the pile of shredded radish in the bowl, remained silent for a moment, and ultimately didn't push it away. Mianmian and Rongrong clapped their hands beside him.