"Your favorite soy sauce chicken drumsticks." Tang Yue gave Zaozao and Chenchen each a big drumstick, and then some braised pork with potatoes. These are their two favorites.
Chenchen grabbed the drumstick and said while gnawing, "Thank you, Mom."
"Thank you, Mom."
Zaozao ate more elegantly compared to Chenchen.
"Eat up." Tang Yue looked at the two kids with tender eyes, beside her was Si Yu with a face full of anticipation.
Si Yu also picked up a drumstick for Tang Yue and said flatteringly with a smile, "Honey, you should eat too, it’ll be good for you."
"Thank you." Tang Yue replied and started eating herself. The soy sauce chicken drumsticks she made were very well-seasoned; not only do the kids love them, but she herself enjoys them as well.
Si Yu looked eagerly at Tang Yue, but Tang Yue pretended not to notice and deliberately ignored him.
Seeing Si Yu’s pitiful expression, Tang Yue was amused inside. She said to herself: Serve you right for hiding from me!
"Daddy, eat meat." Chenchen felt sorry for her dad, picked up a piece of fatty meat, and said, "Daddy, this fatty meat is your favorite."
Si Yu: "..."
In the bowl was a really huge fatty piece of meat; it was very fatty and large. His dear daughter knows he can eat fatty meat, but this piece is way too exaggerated.
"Daddy, don’t you like the meat I picked?" Chenchen looked at Si Yu’s untouched chopsticks with innocent eyes.
Si Yu picked up the fatty meat and put it in his mouth. He endured the disgust of the fatty meat, chewed a few times, and swallowed it, saying with a smile, "Good girl Chenchen, how could I not like the meat you picked?"
"Daddy, here you go."
Chenchen picked up another piece of fatty meat and placed it in Si Yu’s bowl.
Si Yu couldn’t help but glance at Chenchen, thinking, my dear daughter, I truly appreciate your gesture.
"Daddy, eat."
Chenchen thought she was being very considerate, expecting to be praised.
Si Yu cooperated perfectly; every piece Chenchen picked, he ate.
His peripheral vision caught sight of Tang Yue, knowing full well that Tang Yue was being intentional. Otherwise, this braised pork should be lean mixed with fatty meat, but today, there were many large fatty pieces.
"Pfft."
Tang Yue couldn’t help but laugh seeing Chenchen cooperate so well and Si Yu eating the fatty meat in big bites.
"Delicious." Si Yu pretended to enjoy the taste, looking lovingly at Tang Yue, despite knowing she was doing it on purpose, aware that Tang Yue was upset over something related to the kids.
His cooperative demeanor seemed to make Tang Yue’s radiant smile feel less difficult over the fatty meat issue.
Si Yu ate so much fatty meat and felt very greasy, nearly finishing a whole bowl of cabbage by himself.
"Honey, are you not angry anymore?"
Si Yu took the bowls to the kitchen, asking while washing them.
"Who said I was angry?" Tang Yue raised an eyebrow in reply.
"Right, you’re not angry, it was just my own pettiness. Why don’t we go for a walk later?" Si Yu suggested.
Tang Yue glanced at the cold wind howling outside, her eyes seemed to say: In such cold weather, you want me to go for a walk?
Si Yu awkwardly scratched his nose, saying, "Then let’s just chat at home."
Chenchen asked again, "Daddy, I want blue eyes."
"Like a doll, it’s beautiful." Chenchen just thought blue eyes looked nice.
Si Yu: "..."
"When you grow up and marry someone with blue eyes, your children will have a fifty percent chance of having blue eyes." Zaozao, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"Really?" Chenchen’s eyes sparkled, seemingly very interested.
Si Yu interrupted, "Chenchen, we won’t be marrying that far away."
Si Yu glared at Zaozao and then holding Chenchen, said, "Our Chenchen is still young, no need to rush thinking about marriage. Do you want to be apart from Mommy and Daddy?"
"Why would we be apart?" Chenchen didn’t understand.
"When you get married, you have to be apart from Mommy and Daddy," Si Yu said without blinking.
Chenchen threw herself into Si Yu’s arms, hugging him tightly, saying, "I won’t get married."
"Good girl." Si Yu was satisfied to soothe Chenchen, dispelling her thoughts of marrying blue-eyed.
Tang Yue shook her head speechlessly; they worried too much about too many things. How old is Chenchen? At most, she’s only six years old, and they’re already worried about her future marriage. Isn’t that thinking too far ahead?
At night, Tang Yue accompanied the two children to sleep, but once they were asleep, she was carried back to the bedroom by Si Yu.
"Honey, this is our new home. Shouldn’t we celebrate?"
Si Yu said eagerly.
Tang Yue was too sleepy to keep her eyes open, replied casually, and soon regretted it.

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