Chapter 770 Da Zhuang

Mrs. Lu only reacted a beat late after the girl's figure disappeared from view. She asked Mr. Zheng, "This... the baby didn't cry? That's not right!"

"I'm afraid the child is suffering in her heart. Is she afraid of us worrying?" Mr. Zheng was also very emotional today.

Seeing the two of them becoming more dramatic with age, Zheng Wei chuckled, his gaze fixed on the direction of the kindergarten classrooms.

Looking at the two rows of little ones sitting inside, Zheng Wei's heart stirred. He took out his phone to take a picture. It was his little darling's first day of kindergarten, a very memorable occasion, and the photo had to be kept.

However, Zheng Wei's leisurely demeanor clearly displeased the elder couple. Mr. Zheng eyed Zheng Wei taking photos with such leisure and said with some disdain, "The baby has gone to kindergarten now, and we don't know if she'll be scared. Aren't you going in to see? What are you still doing here?"

"Aren't you two overthinking things?" Seeing Mr. Zheng like this, Zheng Wei felt a bit disgusted.

"I'll come back to pick her up at noon." However, Mr. Zheng's gaze kept drifting in this direction, so Zheng Wei finally said something.

"Don't you like our baby?" Mrs. Lu looked at Zheng Wei, "Our family doesn't favor sons over daughters."

"Yes, our family doesn't favor sons over daughters. Our family favors daughters over sons," Zheng Wei quickly chimed in, following his mother's lead.

"Alright, stop being an eyesore here. Your mother and I will stay here for a while. What if the baby wants to cry later and looks for Mommy? Mr. Zheng couldn't contain himself and was about to kick Zheng Wei.

Zheng Wei waved his hand, "Got it, got it. Do as you please!"

He felt that apart from contributing a little effort when this child was born, everything else seemed to be about disapproval...

Although there was another little devil at home, ... clearly, he wasn't as big a troublemaker as his sister!

Shen Xiaoyan had to take care of Zheng Dazhuang, so she didn't send Zheng Ping'an to school that morning. However, she personally went to pick up her darling daughter at noon. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Zheng Wei, who had just rushed back.

Shen Xiaoyan had only recently recovered from childbirth, and the gentle radiance on her face was even more pronounced. Her entire being was filled with a captivating aura, making people want to spend quiet, peaceful moments with her.

"What should we do? Seeing you like this now, I just want to lock you up and not let anyone else see you!" Zheng Wei threw away the keys in his hand and, stepping forward, embraced Shen Xiaoyan.

Her weight had recovered well, and her figure was now very slender. Zheng Wei lifted her with no effort. On the contrary, this simple embrace started his imagination running wild.

"What should we do? I seem to be addicted to you. The moment I hold you, I don't want to work anymore!" Zheng Wei hugged Shen Xiaoyan tightly, and as he hugged her, he walked towards a chair in the nearby garden. However, halfway there, he heard a resounding shout from the second floor of the mansion: "What are you two doing being lovey-dovey here? Didn't you see it's almost time? Do you want the baby to have no one to pick her up? We thought you two were reliable! No, I need to go pick up our baby."

Mrs. Lu's voice was full of vigor and startled Zheng Wei, nearly making him drop Shen Xiaoyan.

He looked up at Mrs. Lu, who was still peeking out, and said, "Mom, where is your elegance? You're peeking out and shouting like that, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

As soon as Mrs. Lu heard this, she rolled her eyes at Zheng Wei, reached out, grabbed a flower by her side, and threw it at Zheng Wei: "Are you trying to infuriate me to death? No, it's almost time, and we'll be too late if we don't go!"

"You continue arranging flowers. Xiaoyan and I will go pick her up." Zheng Wei rubbed his forehead. He could only hold her at night. He held Shen Xiaoyan's hand and walked towards the kindergarten, with Hong Fuji and Hami Melon obediently following behind.

Mrs. Lu stood by the window on the second floor and watched the two of them walking hand in hand with two dogs to pick up the child. This scene suddenly struck a chord in her heart. As she tidied the vase in her hand, a tear unexpectedly fell.

"Alas, it's so good," Mrs. Lu murmured, lowering her head.

...

Kindergarten dismissal was actually quite early. The moment the bell rang inside, a crowd of little ones rushed out.

Zheng Ping'an was walking quite calmly when she heard two "woof woof" sounds and saw her outstanding parents standing by the gate. Her previously calm little face was filled with joy. She ran over, her schoolbag bouncing on her back as she ran, like a little angel dancing among flowers.

"Daddy, Mommy," she said happily to both of them, her face beaming.

"Baby, were you unhappy this morning?" Shen Xiaoyan reached out and took her little schoolbag, stroking her daughter's head with a very gentle voice.

"Happy." Very happy to eat. The little carrot nodded obediently.

Shen Xiaoyan trusted her little carrot very much, but Zheng Wei was not so easily fooled. Because he had used the opportunity of the child going to school today to see a very different side of the little carrot. She seemed to be soft and cute only in front of familiar people, but when she entered an unfamiliar environment, she became very calm, so calm that she didn't seem like a child at all.

"Daddy, will you come to pick me up from school this afternoon?" Zheng Ping'an, a little princess, kept shaking Zheng Wei's arm and asked coquettishly.

"Your kindergarten dismisses at 3:30. Daddy can't make it back." Zheng Wei shook his head.

Shen Xiaoyan had been observing her daughter's expression, but after Zheng Wei said this, she noticed that her daughter didn't look disappointed at all.

"Do you think I'll hurt our daughter's tender heart?" Zheng Wei asked with a chuckle, looking at Shen Xiaoyan after observing their daughter.

Shen Xiaoyan nodded honestly.

But Zheng Wei had already figured out his darling daughter's little tricks. He reached out and stroked Shen Xiaoyan's head, then scooped up Zheng Ping'an and asked with a paternal tone, "Baby, tell Mommy what you're thinking?"

Zheng Ping'an's round eyes glanced at Zheng Wei, then at Shen Xiaoyan. She seemed a little surprised, as if she hadn't expected Zheng Wei to ask such a question. But with her Daddy and Mommy looking at her, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and say timidly, "If Daddy doesn't come back, I can eat ice cream."

Shen Xiaoyan: "..." She thought it was some touching father-daughter scene, but it turned out to be an espionage mission?

"Didn't you promise Daddy you could only have it once a week?" Zheng Wei was consciously controlling the child's sweets now, but Zheng Ping'an seemed to be quite cunning.

"I'm very happy to have a little brother, so I can eat one more day." Zheng Ping'an, a student, looked at the pair with innocent, clear eyes.

"Heh." Zheng Wei vaguely felt that his daughter would definitely be a "money pit" for him in the future.

She could come up with excuses so smoothly at such a young age...

Shen Xiaoyan couldn't hold back her laughter. She looked at the father and daughter with amusement, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Daddy, when can Zheng Dazhuang go to school with me?" Zheng Ping'an snuggled obediently in Zheng Wei's arms, no longer daring to speak recklessly. At this moment, she had returned to being that obedient, cute baby.

"In another 3 years." When Zheng Wei mentioned Zheng Dazhuang, his tone became a little stifled. This son was difficult to control...

...

Zheng Wei's prediction was indeed correct. By the time Zheng Dazhuang was four years old, he was the most disliked and troublesome child in the entire mansion district. Because it was a mansion district and the community was very large, this did not affect Zheng Dazhuang's behavior at all. Even the two best-behaved dogs at home were almost losing their fur from him.

One morning, as Zheng Wei and Shen Xiaoyan went out for their morning run, the upstairs room was immediately opened, and a little sprout ran out barefoot. The little carrot was tiny, but she hugged the railing on the second floor with surprising agility and then scrambled down. In a flash, she dashed towards the flowerbed in the backyard.

Nai Gu was preparing breakfast. Seeing the small figure flash by, she anxiously called out, "Zheng Dazhuang, you can't go mess with those flowers again! Those were imported and planted by the young master from abroad. They took three to four years to grow, and you ruined them in one morning..."

Mentioning this, Nai Gu herself felt heartbroken.

"It's fun, fun!" Zheng Dazhuang didn't listen and ran barefoot towards the greenhouse in the back.

Nai Gu quickly put down her shovel and ran after Zheng Dazhuang. The greenhouse had just been replenished. If the little ancestor ruined it again, it would truly be a tragedy!

The flowerhouse in the backyard was built at great expense by Zheng Wei, not to mention the lush flowers inside. But Nai Gu really didn't dare to let Zheng Dazhuang in. If she didn't watch him for a moment, Zheng Dazhuang had already destroyed a large patch of flowers.

Looking at the fallen petals on the ground, Nai Gu felt unable to stand still. If this continued, she felt she might develop a heart condition.

"Zheng Dazhuang, Daddy and Mommy will spank you when they get back." Nai Gu stepped forward, scooped up Zheng Dazhuang, and quickly went to close the door. But this little devil's mind was very agile, and sometimes he could even open doors after they were closed.

When Bao Bao came downstairs, she happened to see Zheng Dazhuang being carried back by Nai Gu. She was now six years old. Perhaps she inherited Zheng Wei and Shen Xiaoyan's height genes; at such a young age, her height was already considered tall among her peers. She was wearing a cute sports suit, her hair tied up, and it swung as she moved, appearing before Nai Gu like a little elf.

"Grandma Wu, did Zheng Dazhuang cause trouble again?" As Bao Bao grew, Nai Gu also noticed that Bao Bao had a calm aura, inherited entirely from Shen Xiaoyan.

Nai Gu put Zheng Dazhuang down, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and nodded, "Two more were damaged. Alas, should I tell the young master not to buy flowers for a while?"

As Nai Gu mumbled to herself, Bao Bao had already walked towards Zheng Dazhuang, who was lying on the sofa. Neither Nai Gu nor Zheng Dazhuang reacted before Zheng Dazhuang felt a loud "slap" on his bottom, which Nai Gu also heard.

"Ooh... Sister hit me!" In the next moment, Zheng Dazhuang's cries almost shook the entire mansion.

Bao Bao clapped her hands and said with a hint of disdain, "Those are Mommy's favorite flowers. You always make Mommy sad."

"I didn't." Zheng Dazhuang got up from the sofa pitifully. The slap from Bao Bao had been quite forceful. Tears streamed down his face, and he pointed his chubby finger at Bao Bao with resentment, "Mommy isn't unhappy. You big bad guy."

Nai Gu, who hadn't recovered yet, saw something that made her very alarmed. Because in the next moment, she saw the little lady of the house flip Zheng Dazhuang, the chubby little fellow, onto the sofa with one hand, and then began spanking his bottom with her little hand.

It didn't take long before the living room echoed with the sound of slaps and Zheng Dazhuang's cries.

...

Mr. Zheng and Mrs. Lu were both up very early. They were about to go see their darling granddaughter and grandson when they heard the wailing from inside as they reached the door.

As soon as they heard the commotion, they hurried in, but... their expressions were not much better than Nai Gu's.

Bao Bao usually looked thin-armed and thin-legged, but she directly pinned Zheng Dazhuang to the sofa and, while spanking him, asked, "Do you dare to pick flowers again?"

"I'm telling Mommy, you hit me!" Zheng Dazhuang tried to cover his bottom, but his arms were held tightly by his sister.

"It's no use telling Mommy. Mommy will definitely be on my side," she said, and then continued to spank him. Gradually, Zheng Dazhuang's arrogant attitude began to fade.