Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 151 - 150: Auntie will speak up for you

Chapter 151: Chapter 150: Auntie will speak up for you

Elder Su, who was administering family discipline, was also shocked by Mianmian’s action. The stick in his hand wasn’t held tightly, and Mianmian snatched it away in an instant.

Mianmian stood there dumbfounded, holding the stick.

Something wasn’t right. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. When her mother spanked her on the mountain, it was the grandparents who came to protect her bottom, and they had to struggle with her mother for a long time!

Because she was so startled, Mianmian’s neck, which she had retracted to imitate an elder, suddenly stretched out again, and her round eyes looked at the stick and then at Elder Su.

After thinking it over, she stood on tiptoe and handed the stick back, her little mouth babbling, "I’m telling you, Linsheng, this isn’t right, really, listen to Auntie, stop hitting, stop hitting~"

While saying this, she extended the stick and then gently pulled it back, her little eyes still filled with hope.

Now Elder Su completely understood. Little Auntie was trying to experience the feeling of an elder’s loving discipline.

Isn’t it common in families for parents to want to spank their children, only for grandparents to hold them back? He had experienced this when he was young too.

If Little Auntie wanted to experience it, then let’s have her experience it. It was also a good opportunity for his two little grandsons to know that great-aunt loved them.

Elder Su grabbed the stick and pulled back, going along with Mianmian’s act: "Little Auntie, let go. These two boys dared to lie; today I must break their legs."

Su Chaoyang was still crying. Filled with his own grievances, he hadn’t fully caught what Mianmian said. He only faintly heard the key phrase "break their legs" and was frightened into hiccupping sobs.

Couldn’t help but wonder, was it because he glared at the great-aunt and she had tattled? Otherwise, why would a spanking of ten times turn into breaking legs?

Without legs, wouldn’t that mean he could no longer walk?

While hiccupping, Su Chaoyang wailed, "Grandpa, Grandpa, I was wrong, you can’t break my legs, you can’t. I will never lie again. I won’t glare at great-aunt anymore, I won’t, waaaah, sorry, sorry, Grandpa, sorry, Grandma, sorry, great-aunt, I was wrong."

"Wooo, Dad, Dad, Mom, I don’t want my legs to be broken."

Su Chaoyang was so terrified, stemming from when he had been spanked before; Elder Su always meant what he said. If he said ten times, it would definitely be ten times, no more, no less.

So he believed that the threat of breaking legs was real too, his little heart thumping wildly, with tears and snot running down his face.

Mianmian saw how miserably Su Chaoyang was crying and, using her own experience of being spanked, knew he was really terrified. She quickly picked up Su Chaoyang from Elder Su’s lap.

"Don’t hit him anymore, don’t hit him. He definitely knows he was wrong!"

She was only three and a half years old, and girls naturally have a smaller frame than boys. So her little body was an entire size smaller than the five-year-old Su Chaoyang.

However, the little one was strong, so carrying Su Chaoyang was effortless, though the scene looked a bit comical with Su Chaoyang’s legs still dragging on the ground.

"Don’t cry, great-aunt’s dear Grandson."

Mianmian wrapped her little arms under Su Chaoyang’s arms, her big eyes full of sympathy: "Don’t cry, great-aunt will speak for you, how can you scare a kid like that? This stuff about breaking legs, that’s not going to happen."

The tone she used to console him was half imitating the elders up on the mountain, and half what she wanted to say herself.

After all, they were both kids who had experienced spankings and she knew what words would be most comforting at such a time.

Su Chaoyang was completely stunned.

Being held up, in front of him was Mianmian’s face, which when enlarged, was incredibly cute. Mianmian, a little girl younger than himself, was carrying him with such ease.

And, it seemed, the great-aunt was comforting him?

When the kindergarten teachers and grandmother comforted him, they held him like this, very tenderly.

Su Chaoyang’s emotions were mixed, and for the moment, he even forgot to cry.

Mianmian saw Su Chaoyu’s face covered in tears, and as he breathed, snot bubbles formed. She quickly placed Su Chaoyu on the couch. The scene looked as if, were Su Chaoyu a girl, she would be holding her beloved doll.

"My dear Grandson, what’s the matter? Let Little Auntie take a look." Mianmian said, flipping Su Chaoyu over with ease and reaching to pull down his shorts.

Noticing a stick mark on him, Mianmian frowned and glanced at Elder Su, sighing, "Big Nephew, you’re quite heavy-handed, aren’t you? It left a mark."

She should have intervened earlier. After all, a great-great-grandson is still a child and a junior, so being hit must be especially heartbreaking and upsetting.

Mianmian’s small hand reached into her small bag and took out an ointment for reducing swelling and relieving pain, which she applied to Su Chaoyu.

As Su Chaoyu was still lying on the bed blowing snot bubbles, wondering whether or not to get up, he felt a cool sensation on his butt, and then suddenly, the pain was gone.

"There we go, it’s all better now, isn’t it?" Mianmian finished applying the medicine, pulled up Su Chaoyu’s pants, flipped him back over, and said with a smile, "Great-Great-Grandson, go and apologize to your granddad, and let’s not tell lies anymore, okay?"

Su Chaoyu looked at Mianmian’s face and felt oddly emotional.

He sat up, touched his backside, which wasn’t hurting at all, looked at his grandmother sitting beside him, watching him tenderly, then at his Little Auntie, who was even younger than him, and pursed his lips.

"You, you were looking forward to Granddad hitting me, weren’t you? Then why did you stop him? And why apply medicine? What are you trying to do!"

"I, I..."

Su Chaoyu wanted to say "I hate you," but just couldn’t bring himself to say it, so he remained silent.

"I wasn’t hoping for Big Nephew to hit you at all," Mianmian insisted, but then she felt something was off.

She felt like she had been hoping for it.

So, when Su Chaoyu was looking at her, she quickly corrected herself, "I was hoping for Big Nephew to hit you, but I wanted to stop him before he could, to be the protector of children’s bottoms."

"But you were looking at me like this." Mianmian imitated Su Chaoyu’s expression, frowning fiercely and looking scary, "Why? We’ve just met, and Mianmian hasn’t done anything bad to you."

Upon hearing Mianmian’s question, Su Chaoyu lowered his head: "You haven’t done anything bad to me, but dad kowtows to you, he looks at you tenderly and wants to take photos to draw you, and Uncle also smiles at you. It seems like the adults like you all at once, while Chaoyang and I are the bad kids who lied and almost got dad eaten by a monster."

"Grandma said that if there are other children in the house, the adults will stop liking me and Chaoyang, and we’ll be kicked out, with no place to live or inheritance."

This statement changed the faces of all the adults present.

Great, it looked like Su Chaoyu had almost been corrupted by his mother’s side of the family.

"No, no, how could you be kicked out?" Mianmian waved her hands, anxiously explaining to Su Chaoyu and then looking at her Great-Nephew and Second Nephew: "Second Nephew, haven’t you ever kowtowed to Chaoyu and Chaoyang? Haven’t you drawn pictures of them? Big Nephew, haven’t you ever smiled at them?"

Su Chenjin, hearing Mianmian’s questions, responded helplessly with a deep voice, "Um, Little Auntie, no."

Su Chenyi’s tone was even more helpless than Su Chenjin’s, "Little Auntie, kowtowing to you is because you saved us; furthermore, you are an elder, so it’s only right. They are my sons, how can I kowtow to them? However, about the drawing, that’s my fault, I indeed haven’t drawn them before. Actually, I haven’t even drawn you yet, I just had the thought."

The honest answers from the two nephews angered Mianmian immensely.

She got off the couch, hands on her hips, "Okay then, Big Nephew, that’s not right! How can you not smile at your family members? And you, Second Nephew, being so good at drawing, how can you not draw them?"

"Mianmian’s mom can’t draw, but she draws Mianmian."

As she spoke, Mianmian took out a treasured painting from her mom from her bag.

It was a colorful ink painting on which one large and one small oddly shaped rectangles stood.

"See? This is mom’s drawing of Mianmian~ And Mianmian’s dad~" Little Bun had meant to show it off proudly, but seeing the two stick figures with strange hair and big circular eyes, she couldn’t help laughing first.

"I don’t look like that in the drawing." Mianmian emphasized very seriously, "But I still really like that mom drew me."