My Happy Daily Life After Being Reborn-Chapter 310 - 24 Zeng Yi_2

""All of those were the fruits of his wife’s labor.

Thinking this, Shen Chi looked at his younger son with an increasingly disapproving gaze.

Lin Xiaoguai frowned slightly but still said, "Teaching them now won’t make them remember, better to educate them when they’re older."

"Them?" Shen Chi caught the important point.

Lin Xiaoguai held his forehead and said, "Most of the things that were broken were passed from Little Sun to Little Spring Breeze by Little Sun."

Shen Chi’s expression paused, and he looked at Little Sun with a somewhat strange gaze—

This kid, seems to be quite savvy?

Of course, he wouldn’t dare to voice such a thought. What if Wanwan got upset and made him sleep in the study?

"Mom, Dad?" Shen Yinian came down from upstairs after finishing speaking with great-grandma and grandpa and found the atmosphere in the living room a bit strange.

Lin Xiaoguai’s attention was drawn away by the eldest son, and seeing the scab on his face, he suppressed the hurt and smiled, "Did you put everything away?"

"Yes," Shen Yinian replied, picking up Qiaoqiao, closest to him, and weighed her, "Did Qiaoqiao miss big brother?"

Qiaoqiao tilted her head to look at the somewhat familiar figure in front of her, reaching out to touch the scab on his face.

Shen Chi was startled, hastily took her into his arms, and said to Shen Yinian, "Little Niangao, don’t hold them anymore. Although their nails are not long, they are still sharp. You might accidentally break open the scab."

He knew he might be over-worrying, but his son’s injury was on his face; a scarring would leave him nowhere to cry.

Qiaoqiao, however, was startled and burst into tears.

Shen Chi was taken aback and hurriedly began to soothe her in a flustered and exasperated manner.

After causing a fuss, Qiaoqiao was finally satisfied, burped, and stopped sobbing.

Knowing that her great-grandson was discharged from the hospital today, Luo Yufang went to the market early to buy a lot of groceries. That evening, Lin Xiaoguai showed her culinary skills and prepared a big table full of Shen Yinian’s favorite dishes.

"Little Niangao, are you really going to class at school tomorrow?" Shen Mincheng asked somewhat displeased.

Shen Yinian nodded and laughed, "Grandpa, don’t worry. The wound doesn’t hurt anymore, and it won’t affect my classes."

"What if you get hurt by someone else again?" Shen Mincheng muttered.

In the old man’s heart, his grandson nearly got disfigured; the school was nothing less than a den of dragons and tigers.

"Calling on disaster!" Luo Yufang knocked him on the head with her chopsticks.

Shen Mincheng was somewhat embarrassed but still couldn’t help saying, "With such a big cut on Little Niangao’s face, won’t his classmates say something unpleasant?"

"It’s okay, they wouldn’t dare," Shen Yinian said, smilingly.

Lin Xiaoguai paused upon hearing this, feeling there was some aggression in his son’s statement?

But Shen Mincheng took it as his grandson being smart and the class leader, meaning other students wouldn’t dare speak against him.

"By the way, did the student who injured Shen Yinian come to visit him at the hospital?" Luo Yufang inquired.

"No, he didn’t," Shen Chi explained, seeing her dissatisfaction, "That child’s parents are on a mission; they won’t be back for a few days."

"I’m asking about Wen Jie." The old lady already knew the whole story from her son.

"He didn’t show up either." Shen Chi was also somewhat dissatisfied but, knowing that the other party didn’t yet realize that his son hadn’t been disfigured and there was pressure from medical expenses, understood that it was normal for a child to not dare come forward at this time.

"Little Niangao, be careful when you go to school. You can’t get hurt on your face again, or even Mom won’t be able to prevent a scar." Lin Xiaoguai made this claim just to scare him, but in the Alien Civilization, except for the scars caused by viral weapons, any injury could be healed completely.

Shen Yinian nodded, "Mom, don’t worry, I’ll be careful." Although he wasn’t a boy who paid much attention to his looks, being unconcerned was one thing—nobody wanted to become a monster.

The family was waiting to see what move Wen Jie would make, but after Shen Yinian had been back at school for a week, there was still no reaction from him, and Zeng Yi’s father had returned.

By this time, everyone’s dissatisfaction with Wen Jie had piled up to its peak.

That day, Lin Xiaoguai received a call from Mou Shangqing asking her to come to the school because Zeng Yi’s father had gone there.

When she arrived, Shen Yinian and an unfamiliar boy stood in the office, next to the boy was a burly man.

After Mou Shangqing introduced her identity, the other party apologized with a heavy face, "Big sister, my little brat caused such a mess, I’m truly sorry, rest assured, I won’t be stingy with the medical expenses."

The man seemed to try to keep his voice down, but to Lin Xiaoguai, it still buzzed in her ears.

"It wasn’t me who hurt Shen Yinian’s face!" Zeng Yi suddenly spoke up.

Lin Xiaoguai sized up the boy, well-built indeed, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his robust figure and dark skin meant his looks didn’t quite stand out.

"Little brat, what nonsense are you talking about?" Mr. Zeng slapped his head, yelling, "Didn’t you agree at home to bravely admit your fault this time? You dare to fool your old man!"

"It really wasn’t me, if you don’t believe me, ask Shen Yinian!" Seemingly worried about angering his old man, Zeng Yi hurriedly backed away a few steps.

When Shen Yinian got injured, he was terrified, feeling both guilty and scared. He had no idea what to answer when the teacher asked. It was only later when he realized that Shen Yinian hadn’t been disfigured that he remembered that the injury wasn’t caused by him at all!

Zeng Yi looked at Shen Yinian, touching his head with a red face, "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pushed you out there."

He felt deeply ashamed, thinking that his behavior at that time was truly disloyal, and he was also a bit afraid to tell his father for fear of making him angrier. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)"