Domineering CEO Is My Son

Early the next morning, Mr. Kang woke up hungry as usual. He went straight to the kitchen and started looking for food.

He couldn't find any sweet fermented rice.

Gone?

Mr. Kang was stunned for a moment. He then went to the fridge, where there was usually food.

Yue Qin actually enjoyed cooking. He would usually prepare extra food, as people would drop by for a meal from time to time.

The fridge at home was always full.

As expected, when Mr. Kang opened the fridge, it was full. The first thing he saw was the crispy fried pork from yesterday…

Xia Sheng heard noises from the kitchen when she woke up.

She came out, stretching. Mr. Kang came out at the same time, holding a piece of cold crispy pork…

Crispy pork?

Cold fermented rice was still okay, at least it wasn't oily.

Crispy pork was made of meat coated in flour and deep-fried. Eating it cold would definitely upset his stomach.

Xia Sheng really wanted to educate him, but then she thought, letting him get a stomachache once would teach him not to eat cold food in the future.

This was also a form of education.

It was useless to tell him every day; she had to find a more effective way to teach him.

Big Kangkang ate two pieces of cold crispy pork. It wasn't as tasty as when it was hot.

Yue Qin's crispy pork was like him, very generous. He didn't coat small pieces of meat in flour, but rather used palm-sized pieces, coated in a special flour mixture and deep-fried.

When it was first cooked, the outer layer was crispy, and the meat inside was tender and juicy.

Now that it had cooled down, the outer layer was no longer crispy, and the meat inside was no longer tender and juicy, but had solidified.

Big Kangkang was a little disgusted, but he continued to eat, after all, he couldn't waste such a large piece of meat.

Xia Sheng wasn't going to say anything, but then she saw that he was about to eat the whole thing. She said with a headache, "You can't eat this cold, it has cold oil."

"It's better to heat it up."

Of course, heating it up was different from heating up fermented rice. Xia Sheng said, "Take out the steamer from the cabinet below and heat it up with that, it will be very delicious."

Big Kangkang's eyes lit up instantly. He quickly went to get the steamer. It was electric, without many complicated steps. Just pour in the water, put the food in, and press a button.

When Yue Qin came out after washing up, Big Kangkang and Little Kangkang were sitting on the sofa. Big Kangkang was holding a bowl with steaming hot crispy pork in it.

"Do you want some?"

Little Kangkang was busy drawing. Teacher Liu asked them to draw someone they liked. "No, I still have a lot to draw."

Probably afraid of affecting family relationships, the teacher didn't say to draw the person they liked the most, but rather, anyone they liked.

Little Kangkang had already drawn several people yesterday and could continue drawing today.

Big Kangkang quickly finished the steamed crispy pork. As expected, it was even more delicious than when it was freshly fried!

As soon as he finished eating, he immediately went to look at Little Kangkang's drawing.

Yue Qin saw Big Kangkang's surprised expression. He was also very surprised when he first saw it.

After all, there were more than ten people drawn, and Big Kangkang took up four spots.

Little Kangkang was concentrating on drawing. Big Kangkang couldn't help but ask, "Little Kangkang, these four are the same, right?" They were just different colors.

Little Kangkang nodded and continued drawing seriously.

The other kids in class were right, having a younger brother meant that he would interrupt you when you were doing something.

Mr. Kang: "Which one is me?"

Little Kangkang drew a pink grandma, then pointed to the pink person above. He continued to draw, he still had to draw his aunt and great-grandmother.

Mr. Kang was a little confused: "Why am I pink?"

The child ignored him and continued to draw.

Mr. Kang looked at his pink self and lowered his head: "Can you change me to black? It's very cool!"

The child turned his head and said angrily, "I want to draw, go play somewhere else."

Xia Sheng had been watching them. Seeing this scene, she was somewhat surprised. She had never seen her little son lose his temper.

So her little son could also lose his temper?

"Honey--" Xia Sheng motioned for her husband to look.

Yue Qin glanced at them and said, "It's fine, they can handle it." Having more family members was helpful for children's social development, as they could explore the boundaries between people in their interactions. After all, everyone was not a heartless puppet.

As expected, Mr. Kang was stunned for a moment, feeling a little wronged. He said, "Okay, I'll go play and not disturb you."

Seeing him like this, Little Kangkang felt like he had hurt his brother.

Sigh, he usually scolded stray cats and was fierce to those birds. After all, if he wasn't fierce to them, they wouldn't know that stray cats were dangerous.

Little Kangkang felt that his temper was becoming more and more like Pigeon No. 1, except that he didn't hit his brother on the head with his wings.

Little Kangkang added, "I'll play with you after I finish drawing. I need to finish this first. Teacher Liu said to draw everyone we like, and I like too many people…"

Mr. Kang was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that he didn't take children's homework seriously. He sat quietly to the side, his eyes still glancing at the drawing.

Little Kangkang quickly finished drawing his aunt, then went back and added a green figure to the row above.

Mr. Kang immediately went over when he saw that he had finished drawing.

Mr. Kang said, "Can you change me to black? I don't want pink."

Little Kangkang shook his head: "I don't like the black you, the black you lies too much."

"Then why are only you and grandma pink?"

Little Kangkang said, "This golden one is also you, the green one is also you, the orange one is also you, and the yellow one is also you."

"Why do I have so many colors?"

Little Kangkang could only explain to his brother again: "This golden one is the brother who doesn't lie, the green one is the brother who knows his mistakes and corrects them, the orange one is the brother who helps dad wash the dishes, the yellow one is the brother who finishes his food every day, and the pink one is the brother who loves cleanliness."

"Teacher said to draw the people we like, but I don't like the brother who lies, and I don't like the brother who tattles."

Mr. Kang felt like he had been stabbed in the heart. He felt deeply disliked.

Little Kangkang continued, "You definitely wouldn't like a black brother who loses his temper."

Little Kangkang saw that his brother seemed a little sad, so he comforted him, "Teacher Liu is right, as long as we have more good colors than bad colors."

Mr. Kang watched as the child gestured with his hands: "Now, brother's black is only this small, and the good colors are this big! You can't even see the black if you don't look closely."

Mr. Kang looked at Little Kangkang. He also knew that this was good. It was good for children to know from a young age that people have both strengths and weaknesses.

However, Mr. Kang looked at the other people in the drawing. Only he and the unlikeable grandma were pink, which meant that he was selectively liked, not entirely liked. The others didn't have so many colors, wait--

"Who is this?" Mr. Kang pointed to the last figure with four colors.

"This is my aunt."

Xia Sheng's younger sister? He had never met her. So Little Kangkang had met her: "You've met your aunt?"

"When I was little, my aunt often came to our house and bought me clothes."

"So there are things you don't like about her too?"

"My aunt fights with people," the child said. "Mom told her not to fight, but she wouldn't listen."

Mr. Kang thought, your mom told her not to fight? That's really not convincing.

However, it was confirmed that they were real sisters.

Instantly, Mr. Kang didn't feel sad anymore. As long as someone was the same as him, it was fine.

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