Live Stream: Overly Pampered Education Creates Three Superstars in One Family

The trend of comments on the bullet screen changed faster than the weather in June.

One second they're raving "My little sister is so cute!" and "I want to have a daughter!" and the next second people start nitpicking.

【Seriously, letting such a young child wash dishes? The sink is so high, and she's standing on a stool; what if she falls? This father is incredibly careless!】

Chen Chu was sleeping like a log, while his daughter was doing chores next to him. He just rolled over and continued sleeping. Is this what you call a good father?

Sun Xuerong sat in her own live-streaming room, watching Chen Xiayu tiptoeing to wash dishes on the screen, her brows furrowed. She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and put it down with a crisp sound as the bottom of the cup hit the table.

"Making such a young child do chores, especially washing dishes which involves some danger, is outrageous. It's incredibly lazy. As a father, instead of setting a good example, he's sleeping on the sofa while his child does the work. Can such a father be considered competent?"

Her words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

[Teacher Sun is right! What kind of skill is it to make children do chores? Lying in bed sleeping while making the kids wash dishes—does that even qualify someone as a father?]

[Our expert, Sun, never lets his children do chores. Look at Wu Zixi; her child spends all her time studying, unlike some families who treat their children like laborers.]

[The Wang family is the same; they never let their children's studies interfere with theirs. When Wang Zihao got first place, Wang Wenwu gave him a 10,000 yuan reward. That's what it means to support a child's growth.]

[Yes, the child needs to study, but the father is sleeping, leaving the child to wash the dishes—completely unacceptable. I suggest stripping Chen Gou of his rights and letting Nannan grow up under our collective guardianship. I don't mind donating money to raise Nannan; I'm willing to contribute!]

I'm not kidding. If I ever see Chen making Nannan do chores again, I won't hesitate to destroy the earth. You might not know who I am, but I can only say that I used to be an ICO agent...

[666, and there's also Agent Jiahao.]

[Well, although, it wasn't Chen Gou who made Nannan do the chores, was it? Nannan went to wash herself on her own... Chen Gou was sleeping, he didn't even know about it.]

[Hey, don't let reason ruin the atmosphere. We're condemning Chen Gou, whose side are you on?]

Chen Ziran sat in front of the computer. Although the live stream was blocked and he couldn't see the comments, the cameraman had the comments section open. He leaned over and glanced at it, and his expression became somewhat subtle.

He turned to look at his father, who was still fast asleep on the sofa, and then at Chen Xiayu, who was quietly reading in the corner. His lips twitched.

no……

Why does it seem like my dad is some kind of scumbag who abuses his family, drinks, and smokes?

He just took a nap...

The photographer couldn't help but chuckle, and the camera lens shook slightly.

Just then, a long, sleepy yawn came from the sofa.

Chen Chu turned over, opened his eyes, and sat up groggily.

He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and scanned the living room with a dazed look before his gaze settled on the spotless coffee table.

The bowls and chopsticks on top are gone, and the plates are gone too.

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at the kitchen. The dishes in the sink had been neatly arranged on the drain rack, and the countertop had been wiped clean.

Chen Chu blinked and called out in a sleepy voice, "Ziran?"

Chen Ziran responded with a curt "Hmm?" without turning his head.

Did you wash the dishes?

"no."

Chen Ziran's eyes were still fixed on the screen. "My sister washed it."

Chen Chu paused for a moment.

He turned his head and saw Chen Xiayu at the other end of the sofa. The little guy was curled up in the corner of the sofa, holding a picture book in his hands, engrossed in reading it.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on the top of her hair and casting a soft golden halo.

Her eyelashes were long, casting a small fan-shaped shadow on her face when they drooped down. She sat there quietly, like a green plant that had just been watered, serene yet vibrant.

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment.

A strange, indescribable emotion welled up inside him, like a warm spring rising from deep within his chest, flowing over his throat, and finally gathering in his nasal cavity, leaving a sour taste.

He remembered very clearly what Chen Xiayu used to be like. Whenever he left his sight, she would cry, make a fuss, and frantically search for him everywhere.

Six months ago, when he went out to buy groceries, he entrusted her to the care of a neighbor for twenty minutes, and she cried until her voice became hoarse.

But today, when she woke up, she didn't cry. She saw her father sleeping and didn't make a fuss.

She found things to do herself, such as washing dishes and tidying the table, and then quietly reading a book.

This was progress, a tremendous progress that almost brought tears to his eyes as a father.

Chen Chu stood up from the sofa, walked to Chen Xiayu, squatted down, and tried to make his line of sight level with hers.

He reached out and gently patted her head, his voice several degrees softer than usual.

"Darling, did you wash the dishes?"

Chen Xiayu looked up from the picture book at Chen Chu, a bright smile spreading across her face, revealing a row of small white teeth.

"Hehe, Daddy cooks, and I wash the dishes!"

Chen Chu felt as if something had struck his heart.

It's hard to describe the feeling; it's like being stepped on the heart by a fluffy kitten's paw pads—soft and warm, making you want to pick her up and spin her around three times.

He looked at the little guy in front of him, whose face still had a small patch of dried foam, whose hair was sticking up in a tuft from his nap, and whose tiny fingers still smelled of dish soap.

He felt this was the best gift God could give him.

He reached out his finger and gently scratched her little nose.

"My daughter is so wonderful. She actually helps her dad with housework, and she even washes the dishes, and she does them so well."

His voice was filled with undisguised pride and doting affection, "She's simply Daddy's little angel. Daddy is so happy, so overjoyed."

Chen Xiayu smiled and chuckled as she looked at Chen Chu.

Chen Chu tapped her little head. "My little girl is so good. What reward do you want? Even if it's plucking the moon from the sky, Daddy will try his best!"

Chen Xiaoyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then stretched out her two little arms, making a gesture of wanting a hug: "Daddy, hug me!"

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and reached out to pick her up.

Chen Xiayu wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his shoulder, and let out a series of silvery giggles, her legs swinging merrily in the air.

Chen Chu carried her around the living room twice, and she laughed even more happily. Her laughter echoed in the quiet living room, like a string of wind chimes tinkling in the wind.

【No way, Chen Gou, do you even know how to raise a daughter? If you can't, why don't you let me raise her?】

[That's right! My daughter isn't allowed to do housework! Do you understand? She's still a baby!]

[Is there any way to have a daughter without getting married or having children? I need help urgently!]

【You can adopt. But there are conditions for adoption... Forget it, you're not even married yet, just go to sleep.】

[Don't shatter their illusions.]

Although I just scolded Chen Chu, seeing how much Nannan laughed, I suddenly felt that it wasn't so bad after all?

[You betrayed us too quickly! Stand your ground! We are attacking Chen the Dog!]

[But Nannan was really happy... and she even wanted to wash the dishes herself...]

"Stop talking! My stance is wavering!"