Domineering CEO Is My Son

During dinner, Xia Sheng and her younger sister cleaned up the study room. They would be sleeping there tonight.

Mr. Kang actually wanted to help in the study, but he obediently went to the kitchen with Kangkang to help out.

With more people, it would be more suitable to have soup or hot pot, but they didn't know that Xia Ling would be back today, so they didn't prepare those.

In addition, Mr. Kang asked someone to clean the small intestines, an ingredient that was not easy to find in the market, so Yue Qin decided to make stir-fried dishes.

Mr. Kang's biggest hobby every day was to help wash vegetables in the kitchen and ask what was for dinner.

Looking at the ingredients available at home, Yue Qin quickly decided on eight dishes.

Mr. Kang was stunned and said, "Are we making so many dishes tonight? Will we be able to finish them?"

He had been helping out in the kitchen for a while and knew roughly how much food the family needed.

Yue Qin turned around and saw Kangkang sitting there. He said, "It's okay if we can't finish it. I wake up earlier than you guys and I'm always hungry. I can just reheat it in the morning."

Mr. Kang thought for a moment and instantly felt that the big dad must have had this idea.

Yue Qin: "…" Forget it, let him be happy. The child is older now and sometimes needs to understand that imagination is too good.

On the other side, Xia Sheng and her sister assembled the bed and made it.

By the time the sisters came out, the food in the kitchen was almost ready.

Yue Qin asked, "Where's Master?"

Only then did Xia Ling realize that there was another person coming for dinner.

Xia Ling was dumbfounded and went next door with her sister to call the so-called "Master" for dinner.

The moment the door opened, Xia Ling was stunned. She actually knew this person, although she had only seen his picture.

And so, six people had dinner together.

Mr. Kang looked at the large table full of food and thought it would be enough.

There was also a large bowl of chicken noodle soup in the casserole in the kitchen. He thought to himself that it would be good to heat it up tomorrow morning and add some green vegetables.

At the dinner table, Kangkang was the first to finish eating. After the little boy was full, he sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and prepared to watch some cartoons.

The other children in kindergarten were all watching cartoons, so he was planning to watch some too.

Recently, the children at school hadn't been watching Peppa Pig much. They were all watching Boonie Bears.

Mr. Kang was the second to finish eating. He ate very quickly and sat next to Kangkang after he was full.

He found that Kangkang was watching cartoons.

"Didn't you used to not watch cartoons?"

The two bears on TV were still playing in the forest. Kangkang didn't even turn his head to look at his brother. He said, "Teacher Liu showed us an episode."

The cartoons Mr. Kang watched when he was a child were "The Legend of Nezha" and "Journey to the West," which were all passionate adventure cartoons. Boys of his generation all liked Nezha, Sun Wukong, or Ultraman who saved the world.

Boonie Bears was obviously not a cartoon he had seen before.

Mr. Kang saw that Kangkang was ignoring him, his eyes glued to the TV.

Mr. Kang also watched along. Looking at the two bears and humans playing happily together on the TV screen, he couldn't help but complain.

"This cartoon is too silly. How can bears live in peace with humans?"

Kangkang turned his head and glanced at his brother.

Mr. Kang immediately shut up and continued watching.

Mr. Kang watched for a while longer and couldn't help but criticize, "The quality of cartoons nowadays is getting worse and worse. The cartoons I watched when I was a child were much better. Journey to the West is much better than this."

In Mr. Kang's opinion, the story of Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, was what children should be watching.

Kangkang turned his head and said, "Brother, go play with Mom and Dad."

Mr. Kang looked over there. They were eating.

He turned his head back and continued to watch the story of the two bears and the bald man.

"Why does this bear look so stupid?"

Kangkang: "Because he's the little bear brother. The little bear brother is stupider."

Mr. Kang nodded: "I can tell."

Kangkang put his hand over his face, unable to bear to watch any longer.

"Did this little brother get into trouble again?" Mr. Kang asked, "His brother is so nice, he didn't even get angry."

"Their names are too simple too, just Briar and Bramble? That's too casual."

Kangkang glanced at Kangkang.

Kangkang, Kangkang, these weren't complicated names either.

"Brothers, let me show you the Journey to the West cartoon!" Mr. Kang couldn't bear to see Kangkang's childhood wasted on this.

"Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, can fly up to heaven and down to earth, and he has seventy-two transformations!" Mr. Kang felt that this was the kind of cartoon that children should watch, to develop their imagination.

Kangkang thought for a moment and asked, "Does Sun Wukong have a brother?"

Kangkang was different from other children. In his previous life, because he couldn't speak, most of his contact with the outside world was at the special education center, and he hadn't really been exposed to Sun Wukong.

Mr. Kang: "He doesn't have a brother. He jumped out of a stone."

Kangkang looked at the troublesome bear brother on the screen and decided to watch Sun Wukong.

"But he has two junior brothers, Pigsy and Sandy."

"And a master named Tang Sanzang. They're going to the West to get Buddhist scriptures together."

"Two younger brothers?" Kangkang sighed.

Mr. Kang had already started searching for the 1999 version of the Journey to the West cartoon on TV.

He found it quickly.

As soon as the opening song started:

"Monkey King, Monkey King…"

The four adults who were eating all looked over.

Mr. Kang explained, "That Boonie Bears is not good at all. Children should watch Journey to the West!"

The four adults immediately came over with their bowls.

Mr. Kang said proudly, "See, I told you, this is really good. It's a childhood memory for our generation."

Mr. Kang didn't have the nerve to say that when he was a child, he even bought himself a golden cudgel and a tiger-skin skirt, pretending to be Sun Wukong.

Of course, wearing a skirt back then was like wearing Sun Wukong's skirt, the meaning was different!

Master had never seen Journey to the West. He had been busy deceiving people when he was a child, and later he ran away to the mountains. How could he have time to watch cartoons?

The opening song was still playing.

Mr. Kang was afraid that Kangkang wouldn't understand, so he couldn't help but promote it.

"This is the golden cudgel. It can shrink and grow. He keeps it in his ear."

"Look, he can blow out a lot of Sun Wukongs with just one hair." Xia Sheng couldn't help but say, "When I was a child, I really wanted to pull out my hair and blow out a few of myself. One to study, one to learn piano, and one to wander the world."

"Me too!" Xia Ling said.

"I like his somersault cloud." Yue Qin couldn't help but say, "At that time, I really hoped to have a cloud like the somersault cloud to help me transport corn."

Mr. Kang: "I was different. When I was a child, I hoped that Sun Wukong could be friends with Nezha and not go to the West to get Buddhist scriptures."

Master, who had never seen Journey to the West, silently looked at the TV screen, then glanced at Kangkang, who was patting his forehead with his hand.

Kangkang said, "Teacher Liu also asked me to draw leaves. I'm going to draw leaves. You guys continue watching TV."

Mr. Kang was stunned. Did children nowadays not like this kind of hero?

"Journey to the West is really good. You just haven't seen it yet, you've only heard the opening song. Just watch a little, it's really good. This Sun Wukong, he jumped out of a stone!"

"I'm going to draw leaves."

Mr. Kang sighed: "Don't children nowadays like this anymore?"

Master looked at the little boy who was drawing seriously and thought for a moment, then said, "Where do they sell popcorn around here? I'll go buy some popcorn."

The four people who were immersed in their childhood hero were still lamenting why their childhood male god was not liked by children nowadays.

At night, when Mr. Kang got up, he saw Master tiptoeing out.

Mr. Kang was a little curious. What was he doing so sneakily?

He immediately followed him quietly and saw him open the door to the next room.

Mr. Kang was dumbfounded: "What is he doing?" Was he hungry in the middle of the night and going to get something to eat?

Mr. Kang also carefully opened the door to the next room and saw that there was light in the living room.

Kangkang and Master were sitting side by side, the little monkey in a Taoist robe on the TV screen was bowing to his master.

"I'll watch with you too, I like this too." It was Master's voice.

Mr. Kang heard Kangkang whisper, "Did my brother see you when you came out?"

"He's asleep."

"Then don't talk while you're watching."

"Okay."

Mr. Kang: "…"

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