Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1123 - 1125 Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1123: Chapter 1125 Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Nan Feng had inherited a slender physique and Xia Dabao was the type who could eat endlessly without gaining weight. Still in her growing phase and constantly running around the mountains, she didn’t gain any weight, and her skin, forever pale and tender from eating well since childhood, had made her quite the beauty in the village.

Her mother said she could run for village beauty.

While eating a sugar-coated hawthorn, Axian asked Xia Dabao in his whiny voice, "I heard that ladies who eat too much might not get married. Sister, what does it mean to not get married?"

"Who told you that?" Nan Feng asked.

"Neighbor Zhao Auntie said it," Axian replied.

"Don’t listen to her nonsense; she’s just trying to fool kids," Xia Dabao snatched the sugar-coated hawthorn from Axian’s hand. "Can’t you finish it? If not, I’ll eat it. By the way, I want to buy a gold cake for mom; she loves them."

Axian had only eaten half of his sugar-coated hawthorn when Xia Dabao snatched it. He was about to say he still wanted to eat, but Xia Dabao had already bitten it and headed back to the Fuman Building.

"..." Axian was stunned for a moment and then decided to let it go. Being the younger brother, it’s only right to yield more to his sister.

...

Xia Dabao came out of the Fuman Building carrying two big cakes, about to call Axian at the doorway, but she then realized that Axian, who had just been standing there, was now nowhere to be seen. She was alarmed; her mother always said some bad people might kidnap children. Could Axian have been kidnapped?

That Axian, such a naive one, Xia Dabao, anxious, threw the gold cake she was holding, but then ran back a few steps to pick it up.

The logic of a food lover told her Axian was important, but so was her mom’s cake.

Xia Dabao frantically searched for Axian in the streets. The market wasn’t large, just a few streets. Where could he have gone?

She had only run a little when she saw a small figure at the end of the street, who if not Axian, standing there, seriously talking with someone who appeared to be a teenager, around fourteen or fifteen, squatting down, yet Xia Dabao could not see his face clearly.

She immediately rushed over, pulled Axian aside, and strictly scolded him, "Haven’t I told you, when you are out, never run around or leave my sight? But what did you do? Left without saying a word, and even casually talked to a stranger. Do you know how many bad people are out there these days? Someone could just walk up and kidnap you. And these bad folks have plenty of tricks—spiking drinks, throwing chili powder at you, pretending to be your relative to make others think you are a mischievous kid who ran away from home..."

While Axian was listening to Xia Dabao’s rant, he turned to look at the boy beside him whose face looked very unpleasant.

Who is the bad guy here?

Who’s the one deceiving children?

Isn’t it him?

"Sister, I just needed to pee urgently and went to find a tree to relieve myself," Axian said with a wronged expression, then pointing to the boy beside him, "This brother was just asking me for directions."

After the scare, Xia Dabao was hardly ready to believe Axian, "Even a three-year-old knows to ask adults for directions. What can a five-year-old toddler possibly know about directions?"

Axian, feeling wronged, thought to himself, understanding directions seemed to be a family trait—wasn’t he wandering around the village by himself since he was three?