Mo Yinhe pushed the cart, and they discussed their experiences with parenting. "Just leave our son for his mother to dote on," he said. "In ordinary families, one plays the good cop and the other the bad; otherwise, you'll never be able to control these rascals in the future."
Si Mingjing stomped off, not wanting to deal with him.
What does he mean, rascals? she fumed inwardly. When the children were first found, he couldn't wait to cherish every single one of them. It hasn't even been that long, and now he's calling them rascals! No wonder Xiaobai always badmouths him behind his back. A son truly knows his father best!
Si Mingjing bought lots of snacks that Gu Shurong loved.
The other children didn't have a habit of snacking, especially Ye Jingzhe, who was quite restrained with food. She hadn't yet figured out what Jingzhe liked to eat, so, wanting to spoil all her sons, she bought snacks based on Shurong's preferences.
