My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

Lu Chenyue and his wife were not in good spirits when they woke up in the morning.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so listless?"

At the dinner table, Wen Xian noticed the dark circles under their eyes and assumed that Le Bao had kept them up too late the night before.

"Don't even mention it, sister-in-law. Last night, for some reason, that little fat boy sang 'counting ducks' all night long. I dreamt that all I could think about were ducks quacking around me."

Shen Wanning rubbed her temples; this was really killing her.

Le Bao, who was engrossed in eating, suddenly looked up:

"Mom, I'm not like the little fat boy. Humph, I'm not fat, I'm like Kana."

No one can say the little one is fat. If she hears it, she'll either get angry or slap you.

"Yes, yes, Mommy misspoke. It's not chubby boy, it's cute boy, okay? Hurry up and eat."

Shen Wanning quickly changed her tune, which reassured the little guy so he could continue eating.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chenyue looked up at Shen Wanning, his eyes filled with sympathy.

"Could it be that Shen Yue had the same dream?"

Judging from Lu Chenyue's expression, Wen Xian probably guessed what was going on.

"Yes, same."

That's why they're husband and wife.

"Hahaha, is it really that magical? Let Le Bao sing it for Auntie."

Wen Xian didn't believe in superstitions. The little baby's sweet, innocent singing was so soothing!

Lu Chenyue and Shen Wanning covered their ears simultaneously.

The others looked at Le Bao with anticipation.

"Under the bridge in front of the gate, a flock of ducks swam by, quacking, quacking, quacking..."

Quack quack quack quack!

A flock of crows flew over everyone's heads.

Uh, this is really hard to judge.

The chubby boy was completely oblivious, continuing his cheerful cacophony of "ga ga ga ga ga" incessantly.

Everyone felt a crackling sound surrounding their heads.

"Ahem, baby, that's enough. Let's eat first! Eat first, or you'll be late for school."

Wen Xian no longer believed that a baby's singing could heal, at least she no longer believed the singing of the chubby little boy in front of her.

"Do you want to hear it? Baby, sing!"

The chubby boy was incredibly confident, completely absorbed in his own singing.

"It sounds great. When you get home from school, go sing it to your uncle next door."

Such beautiful singing shouldn't be enjoyed by them alone; we should share it.

Lu Chenyue was already imagining Shen Shilan's expression when she heard the chubby boy's singing.

"Sing it for your uncle, for your grandparents and brother."

The chubby boy thought his singing had won everyone over and was eager to perform so that more people could hear his beautiful voice.

"Then there's no need to trouble your grandparents."

Shen Wanning muttered.

"Mom, what's up?"

The chubby boy seemed to have heard what his mother said.

"It's nothing, let's eat quickly, we should go."

This little rascal has really sharp ears.

After breakfast, the couple took their two children to school as usual.

On the bus, Le Bao offered to teach Lu Shulang to sing "Counting Ducks".

Shen Wanning quickly changed the subject to stop her incessant chatter.

We mustn't let the chubby boy speak; he's toxic.

After dropping them off at the school gate, the couple practically fled in their car.

In the past, they would always pick the little one up, hug and kiss her, and watch her enter the classroom before leaving.

Today, they didn't even get out of the car. Shen Wanning simply picked up the chubby boy, closed the car door, and left.

The chubby boy stood there, staring blankly at the car speeding away.

What's wrong with Mom and Dad today?

The little guy scratched his head, unable to understand.

"Le Bao, why are you here all alone?"

King Rou Rou hugged the little one tightly and kissed her soft cheek.

The flesh on Le Bao's little face was sucked up and then bounced back, bouncy and bouncy.

"Daddy and Mommy elbowed me, so fast, they didn't wait for the baby."

Le Bao pointed to the car that had already driven away.

"Oh, it's nothing. Come on, I'll take you inside."

Rou Rou held the chubby boy's hand, ignoring her father behind her, and walked straight towards the classroom.

When class started, the teacher went up to the podium and asked everyone to take out the craft projects they had done with their parents the night before.

The children responded enthusiastically, each bringing out what they considered to be their most beautiful artwork and displaying it on the table.

Only Le Bao had two on display.

A lifelike little rabbit, and a pile of paper stuck together.

Yu Muchen made a Transformer, which is quite beautiful and looks just like the real thing.

Lele made a dried flower by gluing flower petals together and put it in a clear glass bottle.

Rou Rou Da Wang made a tank, and she herself said it was a tank because others couldn't tell.

"Le Bao, you made two! Can you tell the teacher what they are?"

When the teacher checked Le Bao's work, she praised the children's skills.

"It looks like a little rabbit."

Yes, I can see that.

"Then what is this?"

The teacher pointed to the pile of papers.

"This looks like Xiao Nai."

???

"What is Xiao Nai?"

The teacher looked completely bewildered.

"Xiao Nai."

The chubby boy emphasized.

She herself had unclear speech, yet she blamed the teacher for speaking incorrectly.

"You're talking about Nai!"

The teacher repeated.

"Not like Xiao Nai, yet like Xiao Nai!"

Even the teachers were confused by her.

"Teacher, Le Bao is talking about her dog, Xiao Ai."

Rou Rou knew about Le Bao's dog son, Xiao Ai.

"Oh, so it was a dog!"

The teacher chuckled twice, preparing to walk away to check on the next student.

"teacher!"

The chubby boy called out to the teacher, but didn't say anything; he just stared straight at her.

Uh, the teacher also looked at Le Bao, and the two stared at each other.

"You haven't praised her yet."

Yu Muchen couldn't stand it any longer and spoke up to remind him.

"Le Bao's little bunny is very well made, it's great."

After praising the little rabbit, the teacher was about to leave.

But the chubby boy's eyes were still fixed on her.

Didn't I already praise it?

Why are you still looking at me?

"And that one too."

Yu the translator, Muchen, is back online.

"The dog still has room for improvement, keep up the good work!"

After saying that, the teacher quickly fled the place of trouble.

The chubby boy was finally satisfied after receiving the teacher's approval and stopped staring at the teacher.

In the end, the teacher selected a few representative works and placed them on the display stand at the back of the classroom.

Le Bao's little rabbit, Yu Muchen's Transformers, and Lele's dried flowers were all chosen.

Of the four members, only Rou Rou's work was rejected.

However, she was only emo for a short while before she was back to her usual lively self.

The two sisters held hands and went to the back to see the outstanding works on display.

An active child reached out to touch Yu Muchen's Transformers toy, but the chubby boy slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch it, teacher, it'll break."

The child whose hand had been slapped touched the spot with a pitiful expression, not daring to be angry.

The other little ones who were still itching to join in saw the boy being hit and quickly lowered their raised hands, putting them behind their backs.

Seeing how much Le Bao defended his work, Yu Muchen secretly smiled.