The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live-Chapter 34 - Tiny Fists Cure All Dissent - Part 1
Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Tiny Fists Cure All Dissent – Part 1
Chapter 34 -34: Tiny Fists Cure All Dissent – Part 1
“And it was Grandma who asked her to wake you up.
If you don’t get up now, you’re going to be late for school,” Qin Yuhuai explained.
“So what if I’m late?
I’ll never get it anyway.
With you and Second Brother as the academic masters, it’s enough for the family.
There’s no need for all three of us to become nerds,” Yuze muttered indifferently.
While muttering, Yuze turned his gaze toward Susu.
Susu’s two tender fingers were still pinching that leg hair of his…
A pair of big round eyes stared intently as if taking the matter very seriously.
If she hadn’t been looking at his leg hair, he would have been curious right along with her.
“What we’re like has nothing to do with you.
Your life is your own.
Studying hard is your responsibility to yourself, not to us,” Yuhuai lectured.
“Big brother, stop fussing over me.
You’re not getting any younger, you should find a girlfriend already.
You’re at an age where you should be dating, and Mom and Dad are getting anxious.”
Yuze counterattacked.
Every time Yuhuai talked to him about studying, he cleverly blocked him by bringing up the topic of dating and marriage.
As the eldest of their generation, Yuhuai’s lack of a love life had become a sore spot for everyone.
“Don’t change the subject.”
“I’m not changing the subject.
How many years have our parents been longing to become grandparents?
Instead of a grandson, they ended up with a sister.
Isn’t it surprising, unexpected?”
Yuhuai pursed his lips, his expression serious.
Seeing that Yuhuai was silent, Yuze chuckled, “So big brother, just leave me alone.
Let me go back to sleep.
I barely got to sleep around three last night!
I’m dead tired …”
After saying that, Yuze yawned and was about to lay his head down to sleep again when suddenly a small hand grabbed his ankle.
???
Yuze was full of question marks.
It took him a second to realize what was about to happen.
“Crap!”
Along with Yuze’s exclamation, he was dragged out of the bed by Susu.
Yuze rambled on and on, but Susu didn’t listen to a word.
Susu just knew that her mom told her to wake her little nephew up.
One must listen to Mom, get up for school, and not be naughty.
Susu, holding Yuze’s hand, dragged him toward the stairs.
Yuze followed reluctantly, hunching his back and looking very uncomfortable.
Susu was short, so Yuze had to bend quite low to ensure his arm didn’t dislocate from his shoulder.
“Slow down, slow down… Little Miss, please slow down…” Yuze pleaded as he was forced to follow with tiny steps.
Susu walked forward with determination, muttering, “Hurry up; we can’t be late.”
Driven by a strong sense of responsibility, Susu had no intention of slowing her pace.
Yuze’s protests were in vain; he was just dragged downstairs by Susu, no matter how unwilling.
At that moment, he was in his grey pajamas, his hair a mess, looking disheveled, with two large, dark circles under his eyes.
If the girls at school who had a crush on him saw him like this, they might experience instant heartbreak and lose interest.
Yuhuai stood at the second-floor stairwell, watching his younger brother get disciplined by Susu without a single protest.
In this family, no one, including their parents and him, could handle this rebellious younger brother.
Who would have thought that Susu could do it.
In front of her, Yuze was like a little chick.
No matter how slick his reasoning, it didn’t work on her; a small fist resolves everything.
