Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 150 - 149: Darling of Maternal Great Aunt

Chapter 150: Chapter 149: Darling of Maternal Great Aunt

Mianmian’s words brought absolute silence to the Meeting Room.

Su Chaoyang held his older brother, Su Chaoyu, tightly, the little boy with a watermelon-shaped head stammered, "Bro, such, such a big stick, if it hits us, we’ll get flattened, do we have an air pump at home?"

Cartoon characters might survive being squashed by inflating themselves with air, but where does that happen in reality? Su Chaoyu mercilessly burst his younger brother’s naive bubble, "An air pump won’t save us!"

Could this little auntie be intentionally trying to kill them?

Su Chaoyu, who had already felt that Mianmian’s arrival spelled trouble, couldn’t help but think this. He even remembered what his grandmother had told him, that it was fortunate his uncle hadn’t become engaged, otherwise his uncle would have had other children soon.

If other children appeared in the Su Family, the money he and his brother would inherit in the future would be less, and perhaps his aunt by marriage might even harm them for the sake of money.

The more he thought about it, the more Su Chaoyu felt that Mianmian was the child his grandmother spoke of, the one who wanted to kill them.

He couldn’t help but glare at Mianmian with disgust.

The fifth brother, Su Chenyan, curious, knelt and crawled over to the smaller of the two sticks. He grabbed it with both hands, trying to lift it. His arm muscles bulged from the effort, using all his strength, but the smaller stick remained immobile.

Unwilling to give up, Su Chenyan got up and tried lifting with his arms around his waist.

At this, he managed to lift the stick only slightly but could not truly pick it up.

His arms numb, he released his grip, and the stick hit the floor with a muffled sound.

"Oh my God, a solid iron stick?" Su Chenyan exclaimed in shock, his gaze falling on the even thicker stick. He silently corrected himself, "This is no longer just a stick, this is a pillar..."

What kind of life did the little auntie live on the mountain? Was Aunt Uncle carrying around a child this size? And, the iron stick didn’t even damage the floor when it fell; it seemed to float to the ground. It must have been magic.

As Su Chenyan thought, he scratched his head and looked at his brothers, "Good news, guys. Dad definitely can’t move this thing, either."

If it couldn’t be moved, it couldn’t be used to administer family discipline.

Su Chenyan chuckled and knelt down properly on the floor to await the lecture.

Upon hearing his family’s naive fifth brother’s words, Elder Su’s mouth twitched. He saw Mianmian looking at him with anticipation and respectfully coughed twice, "Little Auntie, you are now an elder in the family, how about you take Linsheng’s place and teach these unfilial descendants a lesson?"

Mianmian had been imagining Linsheng lifting the family discipline sticks, swinging them at the various nephews and grandnephews. She had not expected the task of administering family discipline to fall on her.

She glanced at the two large sticks on the ground, blinked, and suddenly understood.

Her older nephew didn’t have the strength of his mother to move these sticks.

She waved her little pouch toward the two sticks, and with a slight move of her hand, both sticks were collected into the small pouch.

Then, Mianmian took out an ordinary bamboo stick, earnestly saying, "Older nephew, if they’ve made you angry, it should be you who teaches them a lesson. Use this one, use this one, this will do. You can definitely handle this!"

"Daughter-in-law, hurry and put Mianmian down, she’s all ready!"

Old Lady Su, urged on, hurriedly set Mianmian down.

She watched the little round child holding the stick, pondering whether this was the playful side of Little Auntie. Could it be that the mountain’s harsh discipline with such big sticks was something Little Auntie had experienced alone as a child, so she expected other children to go through the same? And like on the show, where Little Auntie made a staff member covered in dust as a prank, she was just missing her mother.

Old Lady Su thought it over, then went back to the sofa and said to Elder Su, "My dear, when children make mistakes, they should be taught a lesson. Go ahead and hit them."

Strike, to show the little auntie that children down the mountain are just like her, being chased and punished by their parents.

With Old Lady Su’s words, Elder Su gained confidence.

He solemnly took the bamboo stick from Mianmian’s hand, twirling it around in his hands, feeling just as imposing as when he was young, able to perform a few moves with the stick.

But now wasn’t the time to show off. Little Auntie wanted to see the younger generation punished, so that’s what would happen. However..., he had just been looking forward to enforcing family discipline a moment ago, and now he had to regather his emotions for it.

Elder Su remembered back to earlier that year when at home, sometimes he and his wife would video call, hoping their sons would pick up. But his sons either didn’t answer or hung up quickly, claiming to be busy.

And sometimes, in the group chat, he shared health articles hoping for a response, but not one child bothered. With that, his anger flared again.

They should be hit!

"You’re kneeling so neatly, it seems you’re already reflecting. As the head of the family, I’ll say no more, twenty strokes for the elder ones! Ten for the younger, kneel properly all of you."

Upon hearing Elder Su’s words, Mianmian was startled again.

Could it be that in the Su Family, children are punished at home and still have to kneel and wait for their beating? Don’t the grandchildren and great-grandchildren ever run away?

Seeing that Elder Su had already walked over to the two great-grandchildren, lifting Su Chaoyu onto his knee and raising the bamboo stick high, Mianmian had no more time to think and ran over with her short little legs, pattering in front of the two boys.

Su Chaoyu, with his head down, saw a pair of little short legs appear in front of him and looked up resentfully at Mianmian. What did this Little Auntie, who appeared from nowhere, truly want? Was it not enough to watch from afar, that she had to be so close?

Mianmian had just run up to Su Chaoyu when she was frightened by his gaze.

She remembered that when Fu Keqi wanted to scratch her face, she looked at Mianmian in the same way. Fu Keqi looked at her that way because she hated her, but did the great-grandson also hate her?

While Mianmian pondered this question, Elder Su’s stick had already landed on Su Chaoyu’s buttocks.

"Ah." Su Chaoyu cried out in pain, his little hands clenching into fists.

Having not been hit for a long time, Su Chaoyu had forgotten how painful it could be. His eyes filled with tears in an instant, and his little face, somewhat resembling Su Chenyi’s, was full of grievance and sadness.

Thinking of Mianmian watching, he tightened his face, deciding to hold back the tears and not let this mean Little Auntie laugh at him.

Mianmian heard Su Chaoyu’s cry of pain and hesitated whether she should stop her great uncle from hitting him.

She pursed her small lips, her round eyes staring at Su Chaoyu’s face. Why would the great-grandson hate her? She hadn’t done anything bad to him, had she?

At this moment, the second stroke also landed on Su Chaoyu’s buttocks.

He could bear the pain of the first stroke, but the second one was truly painful, as if his buttocks were splitting in two!

He could no longer hold back and began to cry out loud.

"Wuu wuu wuu, wuu wuu wuu, wuu wuu wuu wuu."

The crying was repressed.

Su Chaoyu cried out, still trying not to be too loud, struggling against the pain, not wanting to give Mianmian the satisfaction of seeing him cry.

But just the thought of enduring that painful feeling another eight times, he found it hard to contain himself, and his crying turned into a super loud venting.

"Wu wa wu wa!"

It was too pitiful, far too pitiful.

These two motherless children were so pitiful; in the future, they would be bullied by a strange Little Auntie, have their property stolen, and even be murdered!

Su Chaoyu wailed loudly.

Seeing Su Chaoyu cry harder and harder, Mianmian reached behind to touch her own buttocks.

She empathized with the pain of being beaten and sighed.

Forget it, forget it. Although she didn’t know why the eldest great-grandson looked at her that way, he hadn’t done anything bad to her yet. As an elder, she should be generous for the time being and forgive the eldest great-grandson!

Mianmian puffed up her face, clenched her little hand into a fist to psych herself up, and then spoke out particularly loudly, "Aiya aiya, Chaoyu, my sweet little darling, why are you being hit again?"

"Linsheng, oh, don’t hit him anymore, don’t hit him. He’s still small, what if you hurt him?"

While speaking, Mianmian walked up to Su Linsheng, raising her hand to wrestle the stick away from him.

Because her long-awaited performance had finally kicked off, the serious expression she had just learned to put on could not be maintained and turned into a big smile.

When children mimic adults, their pretentious demeanor is especially pronounced. Particularly as Mianmian was hunching her back and bending over, almost like a little hunchback.

This stunned everyone present, and then they finally came to their senses.

So the Little Auntie, or Little Granny, who eagerly offered the family discipline stick and hoped to carry out the punishment, actually intended to play the role of an elder who intervenes to stop the child from getting hit?

That’s taking things too seriously!