Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

"Mother, brother?!"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the parents coming back, and Miaomiao immediately waved to greet them.

Coltrane, who lost his wonderful gaze, felt a little unhappy. He coughed twice and reminded, "Watch carefully."

When Miaomiao's attention returned to him, Coltrane was satisfied and continued to perform tricks.

There was still embroidery work to be done at home, so Lin Xiu planned to go back before she stayed at the academy for too long.

"If Miaomiao is here, you have to listen to your brother, okay? You can't be naughty, and you can't make trouble with your brother when he is studying, you know?"

Before leaving, Lin Xiu warned Miaomiao.

Miaomiao is so well-behaved, her little head is moving little by little.

Lin Xiu looked at the little girl and felt reluctant to let her go.

Her Miaomiao is only a little bit big.

What if someone bullies her because she is young?

"This is money, you can keep it. If you want to eat something then, you can buy it yourself. Or if you don't want to stay here anymore, Miaomiao will ask someone to tell your mother, and she will take you home immediately."

After stuffing the money into the pocket he had sewn for Miaomiao, Lin Xiu asked worriedly.

Miaomiao opened her pocket and took a look.

!!!

A lot of money! ! !

The little baby, who received up to three copper coins as lucky money during the New Year, looked at the silver ingots in his pocket, and his eyes almost shone.

He nodded decisively and said in a sweet voice: "Okay."

Heartless brat.

Shaking her head helplessly, Lin Xiu rubbed Guai Zai's hair again and again, and started on the way home, looking back three times.

On Miaomiao's first day at the academy, Mu Tingyu went to the cafeteria to buy some ingredients and planned to cook something delicious for her sister.

Lin Xiu will come again in five days. If Miaomiao is not taken care of well at that time, or if the little one loses even a little bit of weight, Miaomiao will definitely be taken away.

But Mu Tingyu seemed to have overestimated himself.

His talent for learning didn't seem to translate into cooking.

Every dormitory in Tianhe Academy is equipped with a kitchen, but ordinary students do not have this skill. Unless they are bringing a family with them, the kitchen in the dormitory will never be used.

It was already meal time, and Ke Chuanbai and Jiang Youcai had already gone to the cafeteria. Because Mu Tingyu wanted to cook in person, he did not take Miaomiao to the cafeteria. Now there are only two Mu brothers and sisters in the dormitory.

Miaomiao, who was sitting on the bed obediently and waiting for her meal, was a little bored, and she tossed and turned on the bed out of boredom.

"boom--"

In the yard, a loud noise startled the little guy on the bed.

"What's wrong?"

The little kid slid off the bed and ran out with small steps.

Thick smoke was seen billowing from the kitchen. A moment later, Mu Tingyu, dressed in a student's robe, came out in embarrassment, his jade-white face stained with black ash.

Seeing Miaomiao, Mu Tingyu opened his eyes slightly, and then his cheeks turned red, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Miaomiao, why are you out?"

"Miaomiao heard it, it was such a loud sound." The little guy gestured with his arms and his eyes widened.

Mu Tingyu was silent.

"Gulu——" Miaomiao's stomach made a sound.

Touching his belly, the little guy raised his head and said, "Brother, Miaomiao is hungry."

Thinking of the things he made in the kitchen, Mu Tingyu fell silent again.

Before Mu Tingyu could say anything, the little guy ran to the kitchen on his own.

Mu Tingyu was startled and quickly followed.

The little guy has already run to the stove, standing on tiptoes, with his little arms lying on the stove, curiously looking at the things on the plate.

This dish... looks delicious.

The braised pork on the plate is bright in color and fragrant, making people salivate.

It's no problem to just eat three bowls of rice with this appearance.

"Brother~"

The little boy, whose expectations were already full, stared at Mu Tingyu eagerly.

Mu Tingyu looked confused.

He discussed with Miaomiao in a gentle voice: "Forget it, Miaomiao, let's try my brother's cooking next time. Can we go to the canteen first today?"

"Why? It's all done. Miaomiao wants to eat it."

Miaomiao didn't comply, pouting and acting coquettishly.

How could Miaomiao just let the braised pork reach her mouth.

"There's really nothing good to eat. Next time, next time, okay?"

"No~"

The little boy hugged his brother's thigh and acted coquettishly.

Mu Tingyu was so entangled that he had no choice but to agree.

"Yes, you can, but don't cry later."

Mu Tingyu first vaccinated the little boy.

Miaomiao quickly nodded and agreed: "No problem, Miaomiao won't cry."

Miaomiao is not a child, so why should she cry?

The little bastard who didn't know the dangers in the world thought confidently.

However, the next second, after taking a bite of the braised pork, the swollen little boy's fleshy face immediately wrinkled up, his little mouth kept slurping, and his eyes were wet.

I cried because of the bad taste.

Ever since she was little, Miaomiao has never eaten anything so unpalatable.

As for how unpalatable it is.

Let's put it this way, a small piece of meat makes people taste the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. All the flavors in the world are gathered in this piece of meat.

It simply smells extremely vicious.

how come? ! !

The little guy's eyes widened in disbelief, and his tongue stuck out like a puppy.

It looks so delicious and smells delicious.

Mu Tingyu's cheeks heated up when his sister looked at him, and he smiled bitterly.

He also didn't expect that the food he cooked could taste so...unique.

In the end, Mu Tingyu could only take the little guy to the cafeteria for lunch.

The cook in the cafeteria was an aunt. When she saw the fair and tender little girl, she couldn't help but feel affection for her.

"Xuezi Mu, is this your sister?"

"Yes." Mu Tingyu nodded slightly.

Miaomiao was held in Mu Tingyu's arms, staring curiously at the food on the counter.

Finally, the little guy ordered braised pork and fish-flavored shredded pork.

She had to eat this braised pork today.

Seeing the dishes in Miaomiao's rice bowl, Mu Tingyu felt her cheeks heat up.

I decided to learn braised pork first.

The aunt who cooks the food loves Miaomiao, and every spoonful of the dish is extremely generous. It sticks to the top in the bowl, and if there is more, it will overflow.

The eyes of the students next to them were red with envy. They immediately changed sides and ran behind the two brothers and sisters, holding the bowl in hand.

Finally it was his turn, and the student looked at his aunt's rice spoon expectantly.

Shake it.

Shake twice.

Shake three times.

Several pieces of braised pork fell perfectly onto the large vegetable plate, and at the end there was not much meat left on the spoon.

Um? ! !

The student was stunned and looked at his aunt blankly.

The aunt said confidently: "What are you looking at? Why don't you leave quickly?"

No, why should we treat them differently?

The students were puzzled.

It wasn't until he saw that the classmates behind him were treated the same as him that he realized it.

It is true that they are treated differently, but only the child in front is treated differently, and they are treated equally.

Damn it, it makes me even sadder.

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