Chapter 4: Taking the Blame for the Daughter-in-law

In the blink of an eye, the two little ones turned two.

Shen Zhaozhao woke up from her nap, looked at the puddle beneath her, and was completely stunned. Her big eyes blinked for quite a while, and she pursed her lips, feeling like crying, when she suddenly caught sight of Sheng Chuyi beside her.

The little girl's eyes rolled cleverly, then she decisively crawled to the other side and lay down.

Soon, footsteps sounded at the door.

Shu Ran and Qin Suxin walked in together, guessing that the two kids should be waking up from their naps.

"Oh? The bed's wet."

Qin Suxin walked to the bed and saw a damp patch on it.

Shen Zhaozhao, who was stealthily opening her eyes, couldn't help but feel guilty. Seeing Shu Ran look over, she quickly said, "It was Brother who wet the bed."

Two-year-old Shen Zhaozhao was already quite fluent in speaking.

And very adept at passing the blame.

Sheng Chuyi, who had just woken up, was accused of wetting the bed and was completely bewildered.

"Don't listen to this girl's nonsense."

Shu Ran was torn between laughter and tears; if it weren't for seeing his daughter's wet pants, he almost believed her.

He really didn't know who this girl took after.

"Your Chuyi has been wronged." Shu Ran said to Qin Suxin, feeling shamefaced.

Qin Suxin smiled broadly and said, "Look at you, talking as if it's wrong for a husband to take the fall for his wife, isn't that what he's supposed to do?" She then gave her dazed son a glance.

Meeting his mother's gaze, Little Chuyi couldn't help but frown.

He had been hearing the word "wife" from his parents' mouths a lot lately, and while he didn't know what a wife was, he was sure it wasn't anything good.

He didn't want one!!!

Soon, the two little ones turned three, the age when they would grab anything, even poop, to play with.

Shen Zhaozhao had a lively and active personality and was clever and whimsical; now she talked non-stop, was full of mischievous ideas, and would cause trouble everywhere if not watched closely—even the neighborhood dogs disliked her.

Zhaozhao's mother was constantly worried upon seeing her.

On the other hand, Sheng Chuyi liked quiet, and could sit with a book for an entire day.

The two children had completely opposite personalities.

Shu Ran found his daughter too boisterous, while Qin Suxin thought her son too reserved. After discussing, they decided to send the two little ones to nursery school.

They thought with more kids around, their children's temperaments might change.

The enrollment process was completed quickly.

Early in the morning, the adults from both families took the two little ones to register at the nursery school.

The little ones were dressed in brand-new clothes and carried identical backpacks, looking like a pair of beautiful dolls.

Daddy Zhaozhao used to think that parents who couldn't bear to send their kids to school and made a big fuss like life-and-death were overacting, but once Shen Zhaozhao entered nursery school, he didn't even want to go to work, wishing he could follow her in.

Standing at the nursery school's gate, Shen Mo reluctantly held Shen Zhaozhao's hand and cautioned her:

"My girl, you need to listen to the teacher at nursery school, okay?"

"If a child hits you, hit them back; we don't start trouble, nor do we back down from it!"

"You must eat your meals heartily at nursery school, and not starve."

"Honey, if you miss Daddy, just give me a call, okay? Daddy will wait for you to finish school..."

"..."

The nursery school teachers watched as Daddy Zhaozhao hesitated, wanting to speak several times. Finally, it was Zhaozhao's mother who couldn't bear it any longer and reminded him it was time to go inside. Only then did Daddy Zhaozhao finally let go of Shen Zhaozhao's hand.

"Bye-bye Daddy, bye-bye Mommy, bye-bye Uncle Sheng, bye-bye Aunt Su Xin!"

Shen Zhaozhao couldn't wait any longer, waved her small hand, pulled Sheng Chuyi's hand, and without looking back, stepped into the nursery school.

Watching his precious daughter's figure, Daddy Zhaozhao's nose turned sour, and tears fell down uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Mr. and Mrs. Sheng and Zhaozhao's mother were caught between laughter and tears.