Married to the Protagonist

Yan Chichi finally capsized the boat in the gutter.

Although, he was the only one who firmly believed that his composition was truly composed from the bottom of his heart, and each sentence was accompanied with his genuine feelings

But no one could understand him.

The head teacher had a talk with his father, he at first thought it was just justice being served.

His eyes flashed, and his pupils burst in excitement.

However, after half an hour, justice decided to just admit defeat without even a fight.

The head teacher looked down at him, pursed her lips as if to laugh at him, but held it back, she then touched his little head, and after a few seconds, she looked up at his father, and said earnestly: “Don’t let your kid watch too many family related ethical plays."

Yan Chichi: "......"

The dark forces were way too powerful.

The spots where the light could touch were quickly swallowed away.

And the weak yet powerless him once again felt helpless.

When they were on their way home,

as he sat in the child seat in the back seat of the car,

He had to endure his father’s lectures for the entire journey home.

This made him feel low in spirit, and the usual chatterbox was left speechless.

All that could be said was that despite all his wrongdoings, he still had the right to remain silent.

He never expected that this was not the end of it.

His daddy was such a scheming old man,

Before his mother came home, when he felt all alone and helpless,

He made him face the wall and reflect on his wrongdoings…...

His dad also got in touch with his grandmother, and gave his grandmother an earful even though she was his elderly. He ordered her to not let him watch those ridiculous TV shows anymore.

As he emphasised on the principle of acting as one’s age.

His TV program list also changed drastically.

Shows such as "Dad Love Me Again" and "Stepdad’s Spring" were no longer allowed. The only shows he could watch now were cartoons.

"Sigh." Yan Chichi sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed, as he sighed deeply, he looked down and glanced at Duny, who was about ten kilos, as he laid in his arms. His little fat hand was on Duny\'s back and gave him some pats.

The TV just happened to be playing the end of a cartoon’s episode, echoing what the Big Big Wolf said in outer space: Pleasant Goat, I will definitely be back.

"Mom, I think playing with Duny is much more entertaining than watching cartoons."

Chen Jinyao raised her eyebrows and seized the opportunity to tell him: "You can also read story books, you don\'t have to watch TV."

"Okay!"

"Cartoons are so boring."

Yan Chichi pouted and went all out to bash them.

However, it didn\'t take long.

Until "Little Peppa Pig" became his all time favorite.

This show was obviously not the type of show that kids his age from his middle class would like to watch.

Chen Jinyao felt slightly puzzled. She sat next to him with a plate of fruits, after a moment of silence, she then asked, "Why are you watching this?"

Yan Chichi looked up and smiled at his mother, "Because Dad said that "Little Peppa Pig" could teach me how to become a social butterfly."

"…………………"

"Dear." Chen Jinyao turned to look at Yan Cheng, with a complicated expression on her face.

Yan Cheng was extremely calm, and faintly responded "Yeah".

Then he raised his gaze lazily, as if he had made a glorious comeback, "What’s wrong?"

"It\'s nothing." Chen Jinyao squinted and shook her head. "It’s just, don\'t use the fact that he’s still young and naive, and instill whatever nonsense into him."

Yan Cheng: "…..."

You’re the one who shouldn’t listen to his nonsense! ! !

***** *****

When Yan Chichi was in the top class at school,

One day, not sure what triggered him,

On a whim, he said that he wanted a younger sister.

He was also aware that this matter could not be discussed with his mother alone.

Yan Chichi was a smart kid.

In this regard, he had a detailed plan.

Before talking to his mother, he should first look for his father.

Conquer them one by one and get himself a powerful ally.

Saturday night.

Yan Cheng went to Luo Xiao\'s house to bring Yan Chichi home.

With Chen Jinyao’s presence in the passenger\'s seat, the chatterbox Yan had been hung up on other topics for quite some time, as he cautiously avoided talking about the main agenda.

The city lights that could be seen outside the car window were bright and colourful.

The tall sycamore trees on both sides of the road kept passing by them.

Yan Chichi craned his neck to look out. When he got tired, he leaned back on the seat, gave it some thought and couldn\'t help but speak up.

"Mom." He said sweetly.

Chen Jinyao turned around and glanced at him with a smile, “Yeah."