LPLFDA Chapter 67

Feng Yuan had always thought that he was the smartest little child.

But right now, he truly and sincerely felt that Qin Xun was just a little bit smarter than him!

“When I get home, I’ll make Dad sign with his eyes covered.”

Feng Yuan said happily, the frustration and gloom on his little face swept away completely.

He praised Qin Xun a couple more times. When he saw his sister waiting not far away, he quickly said goodbye to Qin Xun.

As soon as the call ended, he sped up with his short little legs and dashed toward his sister.

“Sister!”

Feng Yuan ran over and threw his small body into his sister’s arms.

Li Si braced herself firmly against his impact and scooped him up.

One little cub, plus a schoolbag.

That weight wasn’t light at all.

But Li Si held him with complete ease.

Not having seen his sister for a while, Feng Yuan narrowed his eyes into a smile and planted a kiss on her.

Li Si thoroughly enjoyed his affection.

The way the little guy stuck to her made her feel soft and comfortable.

After their little cuddle, Feng Yuan slid down from Li Si’s arms.

His little schoolbag was being carried by Li Si. The two of them walked out together.

“Sister, isn’t Brother coming back?”

“He’s not. He made some lousy website or something. He’s probably busy with that. We don’t need to worry about him.”

“Okay then.”

Feng Yuan obediently nodded and started telling his sister about what had happened during training today.

He didn’t tell her that the teacher had caught him with his homework.

He didn’t want his sister to know and end up feeling upset along with him.

“Open your mouth.”

With the little schoolbag hanging from her arm, Li Si freed up one hand and pulled a piece of chocolate out of her pocket.

She tore off the wrapper, then fed the chocolate to Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan loved this kind of sweet, sticky chocolate.

“So tasty!”

“It’s a new flavor!”

Chewing the chocolate in his mouth, Feng Yuan instantly noticed that it was a flavor he had never tried before.

“Lili brought it from home,” Li Si said. “If you like it, I’ll bring you a whole bag next time.”

“Like it!”

Feng Yuan liked the chocolate in his mouth so much that he couldn’t get enough of it.

He shook his sister’s hand with his chubby little one, his babyish voice even sweeter than the chocolate: “Thank you, Sister.”

Li Si gave a light “mm” in reply, the corners of her lips lifting slightly.

Before long, the two of them took a car back home.

As soon as they arrived, Feng Yuan saw that Frida was still there, not having left.

His eyes lit up, and he ran over.

“Grandma, you’re not leaving?”

“Not leaving.”

Frida touched his little cheek and softly replied, “I made some snacks at home for you. You can try them.”

Feng Yuan: “!”

Feng Yuan: “Are there chocolate-flavored ones?”

Frida: “Of course.”

The little guy’s preferences were obvious. Everyone at home knew the things he loved to eat.

Frida took out two pieces of the snacks she had made and gave them to him.

Feng Yuan munched on the treats, his eyes constantly wandering around the house.

He was looking for his dad.

“Your dad and grandpa went out. They should be back in a little while.”

Frida said this while pointing to the little dinosaur backpack that Li Si had placed on the sofa.

“Your dad told me to keep an eye on you and make sure you do your homework.”

“Yuan Yuan, shall we do homework now, okay?”

Feng Yuan’s little face scrunched up, and he reluctantly responded, “O-kay.”

Sigh.

Whoever invented schools and homework, really…

Feng Yuan really, really didn’t like either of those things.

Just yesterday, because of homework, Feng Yuan had almost gotten a beating.

It was only because Feng Qi saw him crying so pitifully that he let him off.

And now, it hadn’t been that long since last night.

So, Feng Qi’s lingering prestige was still there.

Not wanting to get hit, the little one held a biscuit in his mouth and dawdled as he opened his backpack.

Inside his backpack, it was a complete mess.

There were books stuffed in haphazardly, a wrinkled homework notebook, a pencil case, along with a few pretty little stones, and some dried-up leaves.

All that little junk stuffed into one backpack. Any adult who tried to tidy it up for him would end up with a headache.

“Yuan Yuan, why is there even mud in your backpack?”

While Frida was cleaning out his bag, she found a lump of mud at the bottom.

Feng Yuan glanced at the mud and explained, “Yuan Yuan wants to make a mud bowl.”

After class, he had dug up some soil, mixed it with water, and planned to make little bowls out of mud.

But it didn’t work out.

Frida: “……”

Frida took out the lump of mud and looked again at his filthy little backpack.

“Forget it, you’re not carrying this bag tomorrow.”

Earlier today, when she was sorting out Feng Yuan’s daily things, she had wondered why he had so many little backpacks.

Now, she finally understood.

As for switching to another backpack, Feng Yuan was already very used to it.

He even made a request: “Tomorrow I want the little yellow duck one!”

All his small backpacks came in different cartoon designs.

His favorites were the little dinosaur and the little yellow duck ones.

Li Ting had even bought him several Ultraman backpacks.

But since Feng Yuan had never watched Ultraman before, for now, he wasn’t very interested in those.

With Frida supervising and Li Si tutoring, Feng Yuan was still unbearably slow with his homework.

If it weren’t for Frida being there, Li Si would have long since wanted to just take the homework and do it for him.

“Yuan Yuan.”

After tutoring him for ten minutes, Li Si suddenly shut his book with a thud. “In the future, I will earn a lot of money.”

Feng Yuan: “?”

Still struggling to recognize characters, Feng Yuan blinked blankly: “Huh?”

Li Si looked at him calmly and said lightly, “Even if you don’t study and just stay at home, I can still support you.”

Feng Yuan: “……”

Feng Yuan blinked his eyes.

Before the little one could actually take that as an excuse to stop studying, Frida spoke up to stop them.

“Si Si, don’t say things like that.”

In truth, Frida also found it rather rare.

Her genius little granddaughter, Si Si—this was the very first time she had revealed a sense of helplessness and compromise toward something.

That was truly too rare.

Of course, if what made her genius little granddaughter feel powerless wasn’t her grandson’s studying, Frida thought, she would have been very pleased.

But right now, her feelings were a little complicated.

“Just leave this to me, you go take a rest, alright?”

In order to calm her granddaughter down, Frida deliberately told her to go rest.

Li Si sat there for a few more seconds. After a few seconds, she finally chose to stand up and leave.

Feng Yuan bit the cap of his pen, staring at his sister’s departing back, and belatedly muttered, “Did Yuan Yuan make Sister leave out of anger?”

Frida didn’t answer that question directly.

She poured herself a glass of water.

After finishing it, she began tutoring Feng Yuan on his homework.

But after only a few minutes of tutoring, the little one still looked completely lost, gnawing at his pen cap as if he was going to bite it to pieces.

Frida took the pen out of his mouth, wiped it clean, and forbade him from biting it again.

“Grandma.”

Since neither his sister nor his grandma could get him to study properly, the little one, not wanting to make Grandma upset, fetched Grandpa’s tablet.

“Let Qin Xun teach Yuan Yuan then.”

Feng Yuan propped up the tablet and dialed Qin Xun’s number.

When the video call connected, Qin Xun saw Frida sitting beside Feng Yuan.

He greeted Frida very warmly.

Frida also had a good impression of Qin Xun, who was good-looking.

After both sides exchanged greetings, Qin Xun didn’t waste any time.

He had Feng Yuan take a picture of his homework, then skillfully pulled out a small blackboard and began explaining.

Qin Xun’s tutoring was indeed effective for Feng Yuan.

Frida watched as the little one finally managed to sort out seven of the ten numbers.

Her eyes were filled with relief.

The two little ones—one explaining, the other listening—the atmosphere looked quite good.

Frida didn’t disturb them. She quietly withdrew to the dining room to check how dinner preparations were going.

With Qin Xun’s help, an hour later, Feng Yuan’s homework was finally completed.

Seeing him leap happily down from his chair, all the adults let out a breath of relief as though a great weight had been lifted.

Half an hour earlier, Li Heng and Li Sheng had already returned with Feng Qi.

When they got back and saw Feng Yuan doing homework, they didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly, afraid of disturbing the little one.

When this little one did homework, his attention was extremely scattered.

Even the tiniest sound, for example, a bird flying past the window, would instantly make him poke out his little head to see where the bird had flown.

Now that they saw the little one had finished his homework, the adults finally dared to speak.

Frida praised Qin Xun.

“Yuan Yuan’s little friend is truly outstanding.”

“Mm, he’s always been number one in his kindergarten class.”

Li Sheng knew a bit about Qin Xun.

He knew this child was very smart.

And Qin Xun had also taken part in the Li family’s survival training.

Qin Xun’s father, who died in a plane crash, seemed on the surface like an easygoing, sunny, cheerful man. But in reality, he was very meticulous and cautious.

It was thanks to his careful arrangements that, after his death, his enormous inheritance was able to go to Qin Xun, instead of being taken by others.

“Speaking of which, that little boy’s parents are gone. Have you ever thought about bringing him over to live with Yuan Yuan?”

After hearing about Qin Xun’s circumstances, Frida couldn’t help but make this suggestion.

Li Sheng nodded. “I did consider it, but Qin Xun is very wary of disturbing us.”

“I’ll bring this suggestion up to him again.”

“Alright.”

While the adults were talking, the little one, having finished his homework, came running over without even wearing shoes.

Seeing his bare little feet, Li Sheng went to pick up his small sandals.

One of the sandal straps was already half broken.

Li Sheng looked at it for two seconds, then still went ahead and put the sandals on Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan’s little shoes and pants always wore out quickly.

He ran around so much every single day.

The little shoes never lasted long. If the straps didn’t snap, then the soles would split open.

One time, his sandals even broke clean into two halves.

Aside from shoes, his pants were the same. After wearing them for a while, the knees would always end up with holes.

Before being taken back to live with his big dad, Li Sheng, Feng Yuan’s little shoes had been patched over and over by Feng Qi.

As for his little pants, Feng Qi would even sew an extra piece of cloth over the knees in advance before letting him wear them.

That way, they would be more durable.

“Yuan Yuan, put your shoes on.”

Li Sheng held the little shoes and caught up to Feng Yuan, who had already flung himself into his dad’s arms.

Half-kneeling on the ground, he helped Feng Yuan put on the little sandals.

Feng Yuan pointed at the straps: “Fix them.”

He wanted the adults to patch the straps for him.

Feng Qi gave a quiet “mm,” and was just about to say he’d fix them later, when Li Heng cut in: “There are new shoes. No need to wear this pair anymore, just switch to a new one.”

But Feng Yuan shook his head.

He looked at Grandpa disapprovingly. “They can still be worn. We can’t waste.”

Even though he loved wearing new shoes, this little pair could still be worn if patched up.

If they were thrown away, it would be such a pity.

Hearing his little grandson’s lecture, Li Heng humbly accepted it: “Yuan Yuan is right. We really mustn’t waste.”

The conversation between grandfather and grandson made the adults around them want to laugh.

Feng Yuan had finished his homework, and dinner in the kitchen was already ready.

The whole family gathered together for dinner. During the meal, Feng Yuan’s little mouth never stopped chattering.

With him leading the atmosphere, the rest of the family also occasionally chatted with each other about how they were doing.

This scene nearly brought tears to Frida’s eyes.

Noticing her slip in composure, Feng Qi deliberately shared a few funny stories from Yuan Yuan’s past to cheer her up.

“When Yuan Yuan had just learned to walk, I thought I’d finally be able to relax.”

“But once he learned, he refused to walk again.”

“Every time we went out, he’d just stand in front of my leg, hug it, tilt his little face up, and call, ‘Carry me, carry me.’”

As Feng Qi recalled this, his eyes were filled with a helpless smile.

Frida listened with a smile on her face, too. “Children just love to be lazy sometimes.”

Before Feng Yuan turned three, none of these adults in the family had ever seen him.

None of them had been part of his growing up.

So, regarding those three years, they always wanted to hear more from Feng Qi.

Feng Qi was also quite willing to share stories about Feng Yuan when he was little.

For example, the words Feng Yuan loved to say when he first learned to talk.

“Men men”—which meant he wanted to go out.

“Mai mai”—which meant he wanted to buy something.

The adults kept chatting about the little one, unable to stop.

Even Feng Qi, as he recalled these things, felt his heart soften.

He turned his face to look at Feng Yuan, who was quietly eating his meal. The love in his heart for the little one nearly overflowed.

Thinking carefully, his precious boy had spent these three years with him without enjoying much comfort.

Other children his age were usually surrounded by a whole group of adults, cherished and pampered like stars encircled by the moon.

But his boy, at only three years old, had already learned how to pick up discarded scraps.

The more Feng Qi thought about it, the more he felt a sense of guilt.

His gaze toward his child grew increasingly gentle.

Feng Yuan sensed his Dad’s eyes on him. He lifted his little face and looked at his dad.

Father and son locked eyes. Feng Yuan didn’t quite understand why his dad was suddenly looking at him like that, but he still grinned, showing his little smile to his dad.

The little one’s smile was warmer than the sun itself.

Feng Qi couldn’t help but smile along with him.

That meal was filled with warmth.

After dinner, Frida went for a walk in the courtyard, with Li Heng accompanying her.

As the two walked along the path, Li Heng reached out and held Frida’s hand.

“I didn’t lie to you.”

Li Heng spoke softly: “See, our family really is different now.”

In the past, even though the Li family had many people, it had never felt lively.

Now, their home truly carried the meaning of a family.

Frida didn’t say anything, but she gently returned Li Heng’s grip.

With Grandpa and Grandma outside, not yet back, and Aunt planning to go out at night, Feng Yuan looked at his two dads and decided to pick one to make his move on.

“Yuan Yuan, let Dad see if you’ve grown taller.”

Feng Qi lifted his son, wanting to check if he had grown.

Hearing his dad’s gentle voice and remembering the look full of fatherly love he’d received from the meal onward, Feng Yuan suddenly had a goal in mind.

“Dad, Yuan Yuan wants to go to the study.”

“Alright, Dad will carry you there.”

Feng Qi was both surprised and delighted by his son’s little request.

This little one went to the kitchen far more often than he ever went to the study.

And now, for the first time, the little guy wanted to go to the study. Could it be that he had finally awakened, realizing he should study properly and not grow up illiterate?

No matter the reason, Feng Qi was satisfied.

He took Feng Yuan to the study.

Meanwhile, Li Sheng went to wash up and tidy the bedroom.

Feng Yuan’s belongings were never left for the servants to sort. Li Sheng preferred to handle them himself, so they’d be easier to find when needed.

While Li Sheng stayed in the bedroom, Feng Qi and Feng Yuan, father and son, entered the study.

On the way to the study, Feng Qi lowered his head and planted several kisses on Feng Yuan.

Looking at Feng Yuan’s pretty little face, he couldn’t help but feel moved.

“My Yuan Yuan, you’ve grown so big in the blink of an eye.”

“When you were little, you were so very tiny. At night, when Dad held you in his arms to sleep, I didn’t even dare sleep deeply, afraid I might accidentally crush you.”

As Feng Qi recalled the days when Feng Yuan was even smaller, the flood of fatherly love in his heart surged fiercely.

The chubbier, younger Yuan Yuan had been unbearably adorable most of the time and not nearly as troublesome and mischievous as he was now.

Sometimes, Feng Qi regretted that back then, he hadn’t had a phone or any tools to take photos or record videos.

He hadn’t been able to record little chubby Yuan Yuan.

Sensing his Dad’s love in that moment, Feng Yuan wrapped his small arms tightly around him.

“Dad, do you love Yuan Yuan?”

“Yes, Dad loves Yuan Yuan very, very much.”

“Yuan Yuan loves Dad, too.”

Father and son exchanged words of love. Feng Yuan even took the chance to let his dad pat his little bottom: “Yuan Yuan got spanked yesterday.”

The little one once again repeated his grievance about being punished.

Right then, Feng Qi was full of tender affection for him. Seeing his little face so pitiful, he even rubbed his bottom for him.

“Dad knows you got spanked. That’s why I spared you the last one, isn’t it?”

On a normal day, Feng Yuan would definitely have gotten another spanking last night.

But Feng Qi’s fatherly love had shown mercy, letting him off that one time.

“If you’re obedient, Dad won’t spank you anymore.”

Feng Qi kissed his forehead and coaxed him softly: “Dad doesn’t actually want to spank you either.”

At that moment, the bond between father and son surged to its peak.

Feng Yuan snuggled against his dad, insisting on sitting on his lap even while writing.

“Dad, can you write your name?”

“Of course I can.”

Feng Qi, in a very good mood, humored his little one. He picked up a pen and casually wrote his own name on the paper.

Feng Yuan looked at his name, his little heart beating excitedly, almost thumping out of his chest.

“Dad, can you write your name with your eyes covered?”

“Of course I can, too.”

Feng Qi chuckled, “As long as you know how to write, whether with eyes open or closed, you can still write it.”

Feng Yuan then pulled out a silk scarf he had secretly prepared from his pocket.

“Then, Dad, cover your eyes and write for Yuan Yuan to see!”

The little one held up the scarf in his small hands, making his request, and didn’t forget to add, “Yuan Yuan wants to see!”

Right now, Feng Qi was indulging him, agreeing to all his requests.

“Alright.”

With a smile tugging at his lips, Feng Qi let Feng Yuan climb onto his lap and cover his eyes with the scarf.

This little silk scarf had been taken from his aunt.

The red scarf covered Feng Qi’s eyes, giving him a rather bewitching look.

Unfortunately, Feng Yuan, this little one, had no idea what “bewitching” meant.

He just thought Dad looked quite nice with his eyes covered like that.

“Wait, Dad, Yuan Yuan will take a picture of you!”

“Mm.”

Click! Feng Yuan snapped a photo and proudly sent it out to the group.

After sending the photo, he started to busy himself with his real task.

He took out his letter of apology and placed it right in front of Dad.

“Dad, write here!”

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Moonlit: Will Yuan Yuan succeed or not?