Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

434 Stuffed Into a Sack and Beaten

An Jiuyue sighed softly, chuckled, and shook her head.

“Young Master Gong, are you going to say that you’re not even a thing again? Hm?”

She raised her eyebrows and asked Gong Cheng meaningfully. The child had just rebuked him. How could he forget that so quickly?

“Uh!” Gong Cheng was stunned again.

He remembered what had happened a moment ago and glanced guiltily at the child in Qian Jiyun’s arms.

These two children were not afraid of strangers. Instead, they dared to rebuke him. It was clear how cheeky they were. If they remained at the Prince Zhan Yun Residence, they would cause a scene.

He felt that Qian Jiyun should send the two children away.

“Second Brother, I think—”

“Uncle Qian, isn’t the Prince Zhan Yun Residence your house?”

Before he could say anything else, Qian Yirong, who was in An Jiuyue’s arms, could not stand it anymore and asked Qian Jiyun.

What’s wrong with this person? Why does he think he can send us away with a word? Who does he think he is? He’s acting like he’s so powerful.

Uncle Qian didn’t say anything about it. Besides, my brother and I are Mother’s children. Even if Uncle Qian wants to send us away, Mother won’t allow it.

“Of course, it’s my house. It’ll be your house too,” Qian Jiyun said seriously as he patted Qian Yizheng to comfort him.

“Oh.” Qian Yirong finally heaved a sigh of relief like a tiny adult.

Of course, everyone could tell that the child was doing this on purpose in front of Gong Cheng.

“So the Prince Zhan Yun Residence is Uncle Qian’s house! People who don’t know any better may think it belongs to this stranger instead. He thinks he can even make decisions for the Prince Zhan Yun Residence. How imposing!”

Does he really think we’re ignorant because we’re only five-year-olds? How dare he say such things in front of us? Does he think we’re easy to bully?

We certainly aren’t! We’ll return the favor to whoever dares offend Brother and me. Is this adult really going to hit us?

“Uncle Qian, my brother and I are only five years old. Mother won’t let us talk nonsense. How old is this uncle? Why are his parents still spoiling him?

“Did he not go to school? Does he not know that he can’t talk nonsense in public? If he offends someone, he could be stuffed into a sack and beaten.”

“You, you, you…”

With trembling hands, Gong Cheng pointed to the small Qian Yirong.

This child is too infuriating! How dare he talk to me like that? He even likened himself, a little radish, to me, an adult!

An Jiuyue looked up at Gong Cheng and said seriously, “Young Master Gong, Rong’er is still young and hasn’t even been to school. He has no manners. Please forgive him and don’t be angry.”

She looked down and patted her son’s back gently. With a serious expression, she lectured him.

“Rong’er, how can you say that? Didn’t I teach you not to badmouth others in public? Even if you really want to do it, you must go home and tell your family.

“How can you badmouth others to their faces? Look at how angry Uncle Gong is!”