The cook's earnings were excellent. With the Hotpot Beer Chicken, Qiao Wanqing ate two small bowls of rice in one go. If her stomach had not been full, she would have wanted more.
But Koukou was different.
He had woken up late today, and after nibbling on a bag of snacks on and off until evening, his stomach was still full, so he did not want to eat.
Qiao Wanqing scooped up a spoonful of rice and held it to his mouth. Koukou pursed his lips and dodged her spoon. "Mommy, Koukou video-called Grandma this afternoon."
"Oh? Grandma told Koukou that he had to be good and eat properly to grow up, right?"
Koukou shook his head. "Grandma said, said Koukou can't eat food."
Qiao Wanqing really wanted to tell him he was full of crap, but she wanted to see how he would spin this, so she asked, "Why?"
"If, if you eat too much, your tummy will, will explode," Koukou said, making an exaggerated face. "Boom~"
Qiao Wanqing and Gu Yanqing: "..."
Look at this kid. He could really make things up.
He could understand a little television now. Sometimes, when he was playing, cartoons would be on at home—things like Boonie Bears and Peppa Pig. Koukou would pick up new words from them, so he was much smarter than before. Even the scope of his nonsense had broadened.
Gu Yanqing, who had quietly watched him make things up, rubbed his head and said without any courtesy, "No more snacks in the evening."
"Koukou didn't eat any!" Koukou argued on solid grounds.
"Then who did?"
"Grandpa Butler!" Koukou sold out his teammate without changing expression.
The butler: "..."
The butler suffered in silence, but he could not say anything.
Kids these days were incredible, whether in intelligence or