Chapter 948: Xixi Is So Cute

When Xixi was one and a half years old, she already had her exclusive little sofa, little rice cooker, little slide, little room, and dolls different from her mama’s.

Many of the dolls were bought by Mu Zhi. As Cheng Zhirang said, grandparents have a special bond, pouring all the affection they didn’t give their daughter onto their granddaughter.

Then there were Cheng Family’s parents, He Jia and Cheng Xun, who adored their granddaughter immensely, often bringing her over to play for a couple of days.

Xixi had a sweet mouth, her little hands holding their chin as she warmly called “grandpa, grandma,” which could instantly transform Cheng Xun from a solemn director into the Village Chief from Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf.

Mu Qiu sometimes couldn’t stand it, always feeling that such spoiling wasn’t right, so she naturally took on the role of the only parent in the house who could be strict with the child.

For instance, she couldn’t let Cheng Zhirang handle everything for her.

Starting with making breakfast.

Persistently commented upon by readers, she picked up the idea of writing about food again, embarking on a new journey of culinary exploration to feed her family. In short, she took over the breakfast-making duty at home.

This made her go from being the last one to wake up in the family of three, to the first one.

Every morning, she hummed songs in the kitchen while preparing breakfast. When she was halfway through, Cheng Zhirang had dressed Xixi and brought her out, and the two of them asked a very familiar question.

“Qiuqiu, what are we having for breakfast today?”

“Mama, what’s for breakfast? Noodles~ fruit and eggs~”

What she meant by fruit and eggs was steamed orange eggs because steamed eggs are easier to digest, and Mu Qiu also liked them, so Cheng Zhirang had made them a few times.

Mu Qiu glanced back at them, and the younger one was clinging onto Cheng Zhirang’s leg, wanting to sit on his foot and be dragged along as he walked.

She frowned: “Xixi, stand up and walk on your own.”

Xixi blinked her big eyes, hiding behind Cheng Zhirang’s leg, looking at her and then at her motionless papa, and finally stood up by herself.

“That’s a good child, good children can have rewards. Mama will reward you with not having fruit and eggs for a week.”

Cheng Zhirang couldn’t help but laugh: “…You’re just counting on her not reacting right away.”

Mu Qiu shook her head as she scooped out the cooked eggs to cool, then flipped the rice balls frying in the pan.

This time they were mushroom rice balls, two big ones and two smaller ones.

There was also her handmade exclusive dumplings, which Cheng Zhirang liked.

And a dish of spicy sour pickles she had experimented with herself, which Cheng Zhirang also enjoyed.

Breakfast was served at the table, Xixi sat in her exclusive baby chair, and upon seeing an egg in the bowl, she grabbed it with her hand and pushed it to Cheng Zhirang.

“Papa, egg.”

This was her way of asking him to peel it for her.

Mu Qiu glanced over: “Crush it a bit for her, let her peel it herself.”

Cheng Zhirang responded, crushing the eggshell and putting it back into Xixi’s bowl.

“Xixi, how about you peel it yourself? See, mama peels hers by herself too.”

Mu Qiu had already sat down, tapped the egg on the table, quickly peeled it, and placed the tender white egg into Cheng Zhirang’s bowl.

He had a higher protein intake need, and she wasn’t particularly fond of boiled eggs.

Xixi watched her actions intently with her adorable big eyes, then emptied her bowl, tapping the egg on the table as well, followed by using her chubby little hands to start peeling the eggshell.

Her hands were too small, having to slowly peel the crushed eggshell bit by bit, even peeling off some egg white.

Mu Qiu placed a small rice ball on her little plate, encouraging: “Xixi is so good at peeling eggshells that it’s all uneven.”

Xixi thought she was being praised, grinned revealing her tiny rice teeth.

Cheng Zhirang was amused again.

Perhaps because she had spent a lot of time with her papa since birth, Xixi was already quite indifferent to papa’s praises, but mama’s occasional compliment delighted her.

This led her to work even harder at peeling.

After a delicious meal, Cheng Zhirang put the bowls into the dishwasher, while Xixi’s utensils went into another baby-specific pink sterilizing dishwasher.

Xixi thought papa would come and take the bowl as before, and all she needed to do was open her arms to signal mama to carry her down from the chair.

But Mu Qiu tapped the table across from her, cupped her chin and said, “Xixi, would you like to take the bowls to papa?”

She was a bit confused.

Mu Qiu continued: “But you can’t get down yet. Ask mama to help cuddle you, and mama will help you.”

Xixi obediently opened her mouth: “Mama, hold.”

Mu Qiu lifted her out, then added: “Now ask mama to help hand you the bowl.”

“Mama, please, help me…grab…”

Therefore, Mu Qiu handed her the light little bowl along with the spoon: “Go give it to papa. Say thank you to papa.”

Xixi somewhat understood, holding the bowl in her little legs, walked over, and tugged on Cheng Zhirang’s trouser leg: “Papa, thank you.”

Cheng Zhirang smiled: “You’re welcome, Xixi.”

At night, rewarded many times with compliments, Xixi clung to Mu Qiu, shyly nuzzling her neck.

“Mama~”

“Hmm.”

“Mama~”

Perhaps it was a child’s nature, though papa cared for her more often, when it came time for bath and sleep, she still clung to Mu Qiu.

Cheng Zhirang eventually finished showering, got in bed and held his wife and daughter in his arms.

“Xixi, hands off mama’s chest. You’ve outgrown breastfeeding.”

Xixi obediently put her hands down, then cupped Mu Qiu’s chin, sweetly saying in her baby voice: “Mama, I really like you.”

Mu Qiu kissed her: “Mama really likes Xixi too.”

Liked her so much that once she fell asleep, she was carried to her little bed.

Mu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, whispered in Cheng Zhirang’s arms: “A child’s enthusiasm and affection are truly overwhelming. How did you teach her to be so sweet?”

Cheng Zhirang kissed her forehead, whispered softly: “She’s naturally sweet. Perhaps you were just as sweet when you were little?”

“Can’t even imagine. You must control her a little, can’t let your parents spoil her.”

Cheng Zhirang: “Actually, they don’t entirely spoil her, sometimes they also reason with Xixi, you just walk in on the cuddling moments.”

Mu Qiu turned away her mouth: “Still spoiled too much. I wasn’t pampered like this as a child.”

“Don’t worry, I pamper you.”

“…” Mu Qiu looked into his eyes, looking until she laughed and buried her head into his arms, just like Xixi.

“Sometimes those domineering CEO lines are quite popular.”

They sweetly whispered private words, while on the other side in the little bed, Xixi grabbed her little blanket, slept groggily, sat up to peek, yawned, and returned to her fuzzy sleep.

The next morning, she pouted and tried to threaten Cheng Zhirang.

“I want to sleep with mama!”

Cheng Zhirang remained firm on this matter: “But Xixi has grown up and has her own little bed. How can you sleep in mama’s bed? Mama’s things are mama’s, yours are yours.”

“Then, what about papa?”

“Papa is here to protect you both.”