Feng Yuan, who had stretched out the wrong foot, didn’t look the least bit embarrassed despite his chubby little face.
He quickly switched feet, sticking out his right chubby foot instead.
“Dad, don’t hit a little cripple.”
Feng Qi didn’t hit little cripples.
But Feng Qi would hit a child pretending to be a little cripple.
Early in the morning, Feng Yuan got a spanking, though it didn’t hurt.
Because after two smacks on the bottom, his Dad stopped.
“Seems like you’re not afraid of being spanked anymore. Fine, let’s try something different this time.”
“Practice writing characters.”
“And two pages of math problems.”
As soon as Feng Qi assigned the homework, the child, who hadn’t even cried during the spanking, instantly teared up.
He proactively stuck out his little bottom and looked back at his Dad.
“Just spank Yuan Yuan until he cries instead.”
A spanking would only make him cry for a little while.
But doing homework, he’d have to work on it for ages and still not finish. Sometimes, he’d even end up crying while doing it.
“No spanking.”
Feng Qi gave his little bottom a gentle push, determined not to hit him.
“Dad, just one spank, please? Just one? I’m begging you.”
Feng Yuan eagerly climbed onto his Dad’s lap and lay back down.
Feng Qi pushed him off and went straight to wash up.
The bedroom’s bathroom was spacious.
Feng Yuan followed and clung to his Dad.
Feng Qi squeezed toothpaste onto his little toothbrush and stuffed it into his mouth. “Brush your teeth properly.”
Feng Yuan: “…”
Feng Yuan had no choice but to obediently brush his teeth first.
After brushing, he continued trailing after his Dad.
The father and son went from the bedroom to the living room, then from the living room to the dining room.
Feng Yuan held his Dad’s big hand, pleading incessantly.
Li Heng, who always had the habit of waking up early, raised an eyebrow at the rare sight. “What’s going on?”
The sun must really be rising from the west today.
The child, who usually tried to run away at the mere mention of a spanking, had done a complete turnaround today—pulling at his Dad and begging to be hit.
Feng Qi smiled and explained about the homework.
Li Heng listened thoughtfully. “It seems this is even more effective than spanking.”
Feng Qi knew his son’s temperament well.
He shook his head. “Even if it works, it’ll only last for a little while. It won’t be effective for long.”
Li Heng chuckled. “I wonder who Yuan Yuan takes after.”
No child in the entire Li family had ever been like this.
Feng Qi fell into deep thought as well.
He didn’t remember much about his own past, including his childhood.
But logically speaking, he probably… wasn’t as mischievous as Yuan Yuan, right?
The adults started talking and ignored the child.
Feng Yuan, who had been following his Dad like a little tail, decided to approach his grandfather instead.
“Grandpa, do you want to spank Yuan Yuan?”
Li Heng: “No.”
Li Heng sat at the breakfast table and motioned for Feng Qi to join him for the meal.
Feng Yuan’s stomach was already growling with hunger.
But he wanted to finish getting spanked before eating.
So, he continued hovering by his grandfather’s leg, poking his little bun-like face out to look at him.
“Grandpa, Yuan Yuan secretly bought five tubs of ice cream yesterday!”
Li Heng: “…”
Li Heng’s eyelid twitched.
The little one was still trying his best to get a spanking: “Yuan Yuan secretly ate a lot, and Grandpa didn’t even notice!”
Li Heng: “…”
Li Heng closed his eyes to calm himself.
“Ahem.”
Feng Qi, understanding the little one’s intention, started a conversation with Li Heng to distract him from the spanking-seeking child.
They began discussing the boxing match.
The arrangements had been made the night before. Now, posters were already plastered all over the streets.
The competition venue, rules, and referees—everything was set.
Rather than selecting famous boxers, the participants chosen were ordinary folks from the community.
Just like talent shows with open auditions, the preliminary rounds of this boxing match were also open to all.
The prize money for the competition was set at $800,000.
Feng Qi was deeply impressed by the efficiency of the Li family.
Such a massive undertaking was accomplished in just one night.
While the adults were engrossed in their discussions, the little one, who had been asking for a spanking, found himself ignored. He had no choice but to climb into his high chair and demand food.
“Dad! Yuan Yuan wants to eat! Serve Yuan Yuan some food!”
Seeing the little one finally settling down to eat, Feng Qi glanced at him sideways and served him a bowl of rice.
The hungry child finished his bowl and asked for more, but Feng Qi didn’t give him a second serving.
Since he had just recovered from a stomachache, eating too much wouldn’t be good for him.
“Wait until lunchtime,” Feng Qi said, handing him a corn cob to nibble on slowly.
Clutching the corn, the little one hopped down from his high chair.
This time, he didn’t even bother with his tiny crutch.
Li Heng watched him toddle off with the corn and remarked, “I ordered a small wheelchair for him. It just arrived.”
Feng Qi glanced at the energetic little figure and smiled faintly. “No worries. It won’t go to waste. He can use it the next time he twists his ankle.”
Given his son’s restless nature, Feng Qi was certain the wheelchair wouldn’t be left unused.
After finishing the corn, Feng Yuan wanted another one.
Knowing Feng Yuan shouldn’t eat too much, Li Cheng brought out the little boxing outfit he had bought the night before.
“Yuan Yuan, look what this is.”
Male boxers in the ring typically don’t wear shirts. But the boxing outfit Li Cheng prepared for Feng Yuan included a small white tank top.
He handed the clothes and boxing gloves to Feng Yuan.
Instantly forgetting about the corn, the little one changed into the outfit right there and stuffed his chubby hands into the gloves.
“Hi-yah! Hah!”
Now fully equipped, the little boxer began throwing punches around the living room, shouting “hi-yah” and “hah” as he practiced.
Just then, Li Ting passed by and, before he could even see what was happening, got punched in the backside.
Li Ting: “???”
He turned around and saw the little boxer, who raised his fists and declared solemnly, “Uncle, you’ve entered Yuan Yuan’s boxing ring!”
Entering the boxing ring meant it was time for a match.
Little boxer Yuan Yuan wasn’t hitting his uncle on purpose. He was just taking the competition seriously!
Li Ting looked down and noticed the black marker lines drawn across the living room floor, encircling the entire space as the “boxing ring”.
Anyone wanting to eat or leave the house had no choice but to pass through this “ring”.
Inside the ring, the little one waved his tiny fists, ready for action.
As Li Ting stood there speechless, Feng Yuan raised his oversized gloves and started shouting “hi-yah” and “hah” again.
Li Ting had become his punching bag.
Although the little one’s punches didn’t hurt, Li Ting decided to play along.
“So you want to compete with Uncle, huh?”
Li Ting smirked and immediately accepted the challenge.
The amateur little boxer wasn’t very skilled.
In just a few moves, he was pinned to the ground by his casually dressed uncle.
Feng Yuan, lying on the floor, kicked wildly in protest.
Seeing this, Li Ting held him down and showered his chubby cheeks with kisses.
Feng Yuan: “!”
Feng Yuan kicked even more fiercely.
Li Ting mercilessly restrained the little cub. Only after he had kissed his fill did he leisurely walk away.
Exhausted from his uncle’s antics, the little cub lay sprawled on the living room floor, limp as a small salted fish.
“Yuan Yuan, let’s have a match,” Qin Xun suggested, looking at the cub who refused to get up from the floor.
Feng Yuan glanced at him, then at himself. His earlier defeat had left him a bit lacking in confidence.
“Qin Xun, I can’t beat you.”
“You can beat me,” Qin Xun said, pulling him up encouragingly. “Yuan Yuan, I believe in you.”
Feng Yuan: “Okay then.”
Feng Yuan stood up and threw a punch, not very confidently.
Qin Xun immediately fell to the ground.
Feng Yuan: “!”
Feng Yuan’s eyes widened instantly.
Li Heng and Feng Qi, who had just finished breakfast, witnessed the scene in the living room. Li Heng whispered, “Xiao Xun isn’t acting very convincingly.”
Feng Qi chuckled softly, “It’s convincing enough.”
“Enough to fool Yuan Yuan,” Feng Qi added with a light laugh.
In the eyes of adults, the acting might be full of flaws. But for a child, it wasn’t necessarily something they could see through.
Qin Xun, lying on the floor, asked Feng Yuan to help him up.
After Feng Yuan pulled him to his feet, Qin Xun said they should continue.
Feng Yuan, afraid of knocking him down again, hesitated to throw a second punch.
This time, Qin Xun didn’t fall.
“Yuan Yuan, don’t go easy on me,” Qin Xun urged.
Under Qin Xun’s prompting, Feng Yuan had no choice but to stop holding back.
“Hah!”
Feng Yuan gathered his strength and threw another forceful punch.
Qin Xun fell once again.
Seeing him knocked down, Feng Yuan absolutely refused to continue the match.
As Qin Xun sat up with Feng Yuan’s help, he didn’t forget to praise him.
“Yuan Yuan, you’re really strong.”
Feng Yuan, receiving the praise, was half-convinced and half-doubtful: “Really? Is Yuan Yuan good at boxing?”
Without his gloves on, he couldn’t knock Qin Xun down at all. Qin Xun was very strong and could easily carry him around. When Feng Yuan tried to lift Qin Xun, he couldn’t even manage to carry him.
“Yes, you’re strong.”
Under Qin Xun’s flattery, Feng Yuan went from self-doubt to half-belief, and finally to complete conviction.
The little cub puffed up like a balloon, swelling with pride.
“Yuan Yuan is awesome!”
“Yuan Yuan is a natural-born boxer!”
The inflated cub became completely addicted to boxing.
He put on his gloves and began searching for opponents around the house.
Grandpa, aunt, big dad.
But not his dad.
Feng Yuan was afraid he might knock his dad down with a single punch. If his dad fell, he felt like he might get scolded.
The adults chosen as opponents by Feng Yuan all played along with his challenge matches.
Most of the adults indulged him.
Although they didn’t act as dramatically as Qin Xun by falling to the ground, they all conceded defeat.
Feng Yuan even started sparring with the servants in the house.
The servants adored the little young master.
He was cheerful, good-tempered, remembered each of their names, and even complimented them.
With the little young master in the house, the servants felt the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.
The little young master was also a very generous cub.
When he was snacking, if any servants were around, he would share his treats with them.
Because they liked the little young master so much, they put even more effort into their performances during his challenge matches than Qin Xun had.
Under the servants’ enthusiastic praise, Feng Yuan grew more and more carried away.
He simply refused to take off the boxing gloves on his hands for even a moment.
Wearing them, he wandered around everywhere. Even the big black dog passing by would be stopped in its tracks by him.
“Ha!”
The little guy made a punching gesture and asked Da Hei, “Da Hei, do you want to box with me?”
Da Hei: “…”
Da Hei lowered its head to look at its own paws.
Feeling utterly speechless, it ran away.
Feng Yuan, undeterred by his failed challenge to Da Hei, continued to practice his punches and shouts around the house.
Qin Xun let him play for half the day before taking him back inside, coaxing him to do his homework.
Even though Feng Yuan hadn’t been going to the training base these days, he couldn’t escape his academic lessons.
“Yuan Yuan, let’s try to master all the arithmetic within ten.”
Feng Yuan often sold scrap, so he recognized the numbers on currency.
But numbers not on money were still unfamiliar to him.
It wasn’t until he started kindergarten that he began learning to recognize all of them.
Just as Qin Xun was about to review the arithmetic lessons with Feng Yuan, the little boy suddenly pulled a calculator out of the desk drawer.
Looking at the two pages of math problems his father had given him, his chubby little fingers began tapping away at the calculator.
Qin Xun: “…”
Qin Xun: “Where did you get that calculator?”
Feng Yuan puffed out his chubby cheeks proudly. “Yuan Yuan bought it at the mall a few days ago!”
Qin Xun: “…”
He took the calculator away. “You can’t use this.”
Feng Yuan pouted. “Why not? Calculators were invented for Yuan Yuan to use!”
“They weren’t made for you to rely on like this.”
Qin Xun wouldn’t allow him to take shortcuts. “You need to learn arithmetic on your own. You can’t depend on a calculator. What will you do when you’re out and need to calculate something? You can’t carry a calculator with you everywhere.”
“Besides, during exams, calculators aren’t allowed in the test room.”
Qin Xun laid out the facts and reasoned with him.
Feng Yuan listened with one ear and let it go out the other, his eyes still fixed on the confiscated calculator.
Seeing his stubborn little expression, Qin Xun cupped his chubby face and patiently explained it all over again.
“Yuan Yuan, if you behave, I’ll take you to watch a boxing match this afternoon, okay?”
The outdoor boxing competition organized by the Li family had completed the first round of selections in the morning. The matches would begin in the afternoon.
The purpose of this event was to lure someone out.
Therefore, the competition wasn’t planned and arranged as meticulously as a real boxing tournament.
As soon as Feng Yuan heard he could watch the matches, he finally settled down.
He obediently listened as Qin Xun tutored him.
It took him three hours to barely fill out the two pages of math problems.
Qin Xun checked his work. There weren’t many mistakes.
“Yuan Yuan, there are a few errors here. We’ll correct them after lunch.”
“But Yuan Yuan needs to take a nap!”
“Then we’ll do it after your nap.”
“After naptime, we’re going out!”
Qin Xun: “…”
Qin Xun: “Then we’ll bring the problems with us. I’ll correct them on the way.”
Once Qin Xun set his mind to something, he would see it through.
His persistence was different from Feng Yuan’s stubbornness.
Feng Yuan’s stubbornness was like that of a little bull—unyielding and rigid.
Qin Xun’s determination, however, was more methodical.
After suggesting they bring the homework along, he immediately softened his tone to coax Feng Yuan.
With a mix of firmness and gentleness, he finally got Feng Yuan to agree: “Okay then, let’s bring the handwriting practice, too. Yuan Yuan will finish it all.”
“Good. I knew that when Yuan Yuan puts his mind to it, no one can compare.”
Feng Yuan was in high spirits after being coaxed.
He felt that writing two more pages of characters would be a breeze.
Throughout the morning, no one in the household had a more fulfilling time than Feng Yuan.
The little one’s boundless energy was truly enviable.
Perhaps the morning’s boxing practice had worn him out, and the homework had left him exhausted.
Lunch, which had been delayed until one o’clock, wasn’t even finished before Feng Yuan began rubbing his eyes.
It’s a common habit for sleepy children to rub their eyes.
In the end.
Before he could even swallow the meatball in his mouth, Feng Yuan tilted his little head and fell asleep right in his dining chair.
Feng Qi tried to shake him awake but couldn’t rouse him.
Seeing that the little one wouldn’t wake up, Li Heng suggested that Feng Qi carry him to bed.
But Feng Qi didn’t rush to take him to sleep.
“He still has food in his mouth,” Feng Qi said, reaching in directly to scoop out the meatball from Feng Yuan’s mouth.
It’s absolutely unsafe for a child to sleep with food in their mouth.
Sleeping like that could lead to choking and pose a life-threatening risk.
Only after confirming that Feng Yuan’s mouth was clear did Feng Qi wipe his hands and pick him up.
Though Feng Yuan was extremely tired, his nap didn’t last long.
Perhaps he had been preoccupied with something, because after just over an hour, he suddenly opened his eyes.
His first words upon waking were, “Let’s go watch boxing!”
Qin Xun, who had been napping beside him, rubbed his eyes and got up to put on his shoes first.
“Yuan Yuan, let’s wash our faces before we go,” Qin Xun said, lifting him to the edge of the bed and squatting down to help him into his little shoes.
“Qin Xun, we need to wear sneakers for boxing,” Feng Yuan protested, kicking his chubby feet and frowning at the light-up sandals he was wearing.
Hearing this, Qin Xun didn’t immediately change his shoes.
“Yuan Yuan, these shoes are just fine,” Qin Xun reassured him. “They look cute.”
It was summer. Although Feng Yuan’s sneakers were mesh, they still weren’t as breathable as sandals.
Wearing sneakers also meant he had to put on socks, which would make his feet even stuffier.
Amid Qin Xun’s praises, Feng Yuan ultimately decided to keep wearing his little sandals.
Before heading out, Feng Yuan called Yu Yi.
“Godfather, come watch the match with us!”
Feng Yuan hadn’t seen his godfather in a while. His gifts had been sent to the Yu family ahead of time, but he hadn’t visited them himself.
Taking advantage of the match, he wanted to invite Yu Yi’s parents and his godfather out.
When Yu Yi received the little one’s invitation, he neither agreed nor refused.
Slumped on the sofa, he looked utterly listless.
Fang Fang, sitting beside him, nudged her son upon hearing Feng Yuan’s sweet, childish voice over the phone, urging him to accept.
Ever since Wu Jin left, Yu Yi had first searched for him fruitlessly, then gradually sunk into this state of despondency.
Fang Fang grew increasingly worried watching him mope around the house day after day without any motivation.
“Yuan Yuan hasn’t seen you in days. He must miss you. Just go out and see him,” she urged.
Under his mother’s persuasion and the soft, pleading voice on the phone, Yu Yi finally agreed to go out.
He went upstairs, threw on whatever clothes were handy. He didn’t even bother to shave his newly grown stubble and left just like that.
Fang Fang watched his retreating figure, wanting to call him back, but afraid he might change his mind and decide not to go after all.
So, she could only watch as her usually meticulous and handsome son walked out the door, completely disregarding his appearance.
“Sigh,” Fang Fang heaved a heavy sigh. “When will Wu Jin come back?”
When Wu Jin was at home, she found his presence irritating.
But now that he had suddenly left, she felt unaccustomed to his absence.
Yu Lian snorted and said deliberately, “It’s best if he doesn’t come back.”
“Don’t jinx it.”
Fang Fang glared at her husband and warned, “Don’t say things like that in front of Xiao Yi, understand?”
She had come to realize that her son was truly serious about Wu Jin.
If Wu Jin really didn’t return, she doubted her son would ever be the same as before.
After warning her husband, Fang Fang also went to change her clothes, preparing to go out.
Meanwhile.
Feng Yuan had already gotten into the car.
The little one, who had claimed at noon that he would do his homework in the car, became busy as soon as he got in.
He inspected the little boxing gloves he had brought, then stomped his feet in his light-up sandals, showing them off to Qin Xun.
Qin Xun watched quietly as he bustled about.
Under Qin Xun’s silent gaze, the little one eventually pouted and resignedly picked up his homework notebook.
A retractable board was installed on the back seat of the car.
Feng Yuan placed his homework on the board and listened as Qin Xun corrected his mistakes.
By the time a few incorrect answers were fixed, they had arrived at their destination.
“Wow, such a big picture!”
“That’s a poster.”
Qin Xun held Feng Yuan’s hand as they got out of the car. The two children had not come with the adults.
Li Sheng and Feng Qi had already arrived while Feng Yuan was napping.
Although the adults were there, they were busy and couldn’t play with Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan obediently didn’t go looking for his two dads and instead wandered around the venue.
This place wasn’t just outdoors. It could be described as wilderness.
Feng Yuan was wearing a white tank top, patterned shorts, light-up cartoon sandals, and little boxing gloves on both hands.
Logically, this outfit was a bit mismatched.
But Feng Yuan’s face was so adorable that he somehow made the mismatched ensemble look stylish.
He wandered around under the competition stage.
Qin Xun followed him closely.
Since Feng Yuan was wearing boxing gloves, they couldn’t hold hands for the time being.
The two children wandered like this until Feng Yuan suddenly stopped.
“You can sign up here.”
“Qin Xun, what do you think about Yuan Yuan signing up?”
Qin Xun: “!”
He blurted out, “Not a good idea!”
Qin Xun spoke too quickly, instantly arousing Feng Yuan’s suspicion.
“This competition is for adults. Kids can’t compete.”
As he spoke, Qin Xun pointed to a shorter boxing ring.
“Yuan Yuan, look over there. That’s where the kids play—I mean, compete.”
Qin Xun quickly pointed to a low boxing ring.
Since temporary tattoos were quite popular among children, Feng Qi had specifically arranged for some child-friendly boxing rings to be set up.
Next to the boxing rings, children’s boxing sets were also sold.
Some adults who were interested in boxing matches could bring their children along.
This way, the adults could watch the matches, and the kids could have their own “competitions”.
Several of these small boxing rings were set up, with the surfaces and surrounding railings made of special materials.
Even if a child fell, it wouldn’t be a problem.
The small boxing gloves here also prioritized safety above all else.
Feng Yuan followed Qin Xun’s pointing finger and looked over. Sure enough, his interest was piqued.
“Yuan Yuan wants to compete!”
With that, Feng Yuan ran up onto the small boxing ring.
That morning at home, everyone in the house was playing with Feng Yuan. Whether it was Qin Xun or the adults, their main focus was on keeping Feng Yuan entertained.
None of them genuinely believed Feng Yuan was a talented little boxer.
Unexpectedly, once he climbed onto the small boxing ring, Feng Yuan’s performance made even Qin Xun’s eyes light up.
Feng Yuan might not have understood the rules of boxing, but he knew one thing—
Knock down the opponent, and you win!
Having trained at the practice base and once been the boss on Huasheng Street, he had developed his own unique fighting techniques.
One by one, the other children were taken down by him.
The little guy was exceptionally good at leveraging his advantages.
And his advantage lay precisely in his chubby, sturdy body.
When facing thinner kids, he simply bulldozed them with his solid frame.
For the sturdier ones, he kept pressing them down while throwing a flurry of playful punches and kicks.
All the children wore protective masks, so the hits didn’t hurt.
Soon, the parents watching from below were all captivated by Feng Yuan’s antics.
“Hahaha, little chubby, keep it up!”
“This is absolutely adorable. The kids’ matches are way more entertaining to watch.”
Even those who usually disliked intense or bloody matches gradually gathered back around the small boxing ring.
And seeing that adults were watching, Feng Yuan became even more enthusiastic.
Among the growing crowd, a few mesmerized gazes were also fixed on Feng Yuan.
“Hey, little chubby, look at my camera!”
Live streaming was popular abroad, too. Someone in the audience started a live broadcast, focusing the camera on Feng Yuan.
Qin Xun was also recording.
He was filming a video to share in the family group chat.
Li Ting and Li Wei hadn’t come initially, but after seeing the video, they immediately regretted not being there.
“Xiao Xun, take more footage.”
“Okay.”
Qin Xun replied and continued filming.
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