The corners of Leng Zongkai's mouth twitched and he looked at the sky speechlessly.
Leng's mother was greatly shocked, angry and annoyed, her face turned red, "Doudou, how can you talk like this? Who taught you?"
Xiao Yunxi stretched out her fleshy little hand and pointed at Leng Mu, "I learned from you."
Leng's mother couldn't help but feel angry, and she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Leng Zongkai had to help her out, "Okay, what are you doing with the children? Doudou, Xiao Shitou, come and have breakfast."
He had always known that his wife was weak by nature, but he didn't expect that she couldn't fight with a seven-year-old child and fell down in just one round.
It's really weak.
It stands to reason that a wife is a flower in the greenhouse. She is so well protected by her family that she cannot withstand the wind and rain. If something happens, she will have to live or die, pretending to be crazy and acting stupid to escape reality.
However, Xiao Yunxi is the little princess of the Leng family. She is loved by everyone and has been held in the palm of everyone's hands. She can be said to be the most favored child of the Leng family.
Everyone has high expectations for Leng Chenxuan, who is strict in discipline, painful but not pampering.
Xiao Yunxi is a girl, and no one expects her to take on the family business, so they are extra indulgent.
However, this child is not spoiled. He is well-behaved and sensible, has a sweet mouth, smiles all day long, and looks innocent and carefree.
But what surprised him was that despite Yun Xi's sweet and good-tempered appearance, once she was provoked, her toughness in her heart immediately exploded.
Ahem, is this Ye Qingting’s genetic factor?
Little Yunxi didn't care what others thought of her. She raised her little face and shouted angrily, "I want mommy to feed me."
Feeding? Everyone's mouths twitched. These two children have been feeding themselves since they were four years old, and they don't have to worry about it at all.
But she spoke so confidently and looked like she would never give up until she achieved her goal.
Leng's mother had mixed feelings in her heart, not to mention how bitter she was. "Little stone."
Such a considerate and sensible child didn't turn to her. How had she ever treated them badly?
Whatever is delicious or fun, leave it to them. No matter what you want, just mention it and it will be brought to them no matter how high it is.
However, they didn't appreciate it at all.
Sure enough, if it doesn't come out of your own belly, you won't kiss it.
No matter how considerate and caring I am to them, when something happens, they will choose their mommy without hesitation, which makes me sick just thinking about it.
Chen Xuan didn't show any respect at all, "I'll wait for mommy to eat together."
Now Leng's mother was so jealous that she said, "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it."
Leng Zongkai's eyebrows were pounding. Children, old and young, need someone to coax them.
"What are you talking about? Children are so sensible and want to eat with their parents. What's wrong? Little Shitou, Doudou, come over and sit down first. Your father and mother are still asleep."
The two children looked at each other with hesitant expressions.
A crisp voice sounded from behind, "Sorry, we got up late, Doudou, Xiao Shitou, why are you standing at the door?"
Qingting's little face is pink and tender, her complexion is very good, and there is a hint of charm between her eyebrows and eyes.
Qi Rui was in high spirits, bright with energy, and had a smile on his face. It was obvious that he was in a good mood.
Xiao Yunxi's eyes lit up, she opened her hands and rushed over to hug Qingting's thigh.
"Mommy, I want to eat bean paste buns."
Chen Xuan's eyebrows relaxed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I want to eat shrimp dumplings."
Qingting is very tolerant of children in this regard. As long as it is what the children want to eat, they will not turn it back.
"Okay, it's up to you."
Before she could say anything, the servant went to the kitchen with a look on his face.
Qingting held Yunxi in his arms, while Qi Rui led his son over and sat down at the dining table.