Chaochao nodded with a solemn little face.
Nan Xiao smiled and looked at him, "Chaochao, can you tell Dad how you earned so much money?"
Chaochao pursed his small lips, "Let Mom tell you."
Nan Xiao knew that his son was still wary of him, but he wasn't angry. After all, he had been absent for so many years. He believed that in time, his son would accept him.
A moment later, Lan Yuxi walked in with pajamas, "You go take a bath first... What about your outer clothes? Should I wash them tonight?"
"I have spares in my car." Nan Xiao got up and placed the two little ones on the bed, "Play on the bed for a while, Dad will be back to accompany you soon."
"Dad, then you must be quick. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."
"No need to rush, your dad will be done with his bath in five minutes." Lan Yuxi handed the pajamas to Nan Xiao and then smiled, pinching her daughter's rosy little cheek.
Mumu looked at her dad cutely. Only after the bathroom door closed did she look at her mother, "Mom, aren't you going to take care of Dad? It's his first time here, he doesn't even know where to put things."
"I've already prepared the toiletries for him."
"Oh... Mom, will our family of four live together every day from now on?"
"Yes."
"Then where will we live in the future?"
"Wherever you want to live, I don't mind."
"Brother says he'll listen to you."
Lan Yuxi glanced at her son and said with a smile, "If you listen to me, we'll live here for a few years. When you're a bit older and can go to middle school, we'll move over there. Dad said it's closer to school."
Mumu said "Oh" with some disappointment.
Lan Yuxi looked at her son with a questioning gaze, what's going on?
"Sister is thinking about the little animals at Dad's place."
"Then let Dad bring the little animals over here to be raised."
Mumu looked at her mother for a long time before smiling, "Mom, you and Dad are really not being polite at all!"
Lan Yuxi said with amusement, "Why should I be polite to him? Mom was raised by Dad, and my relationship with him is the same as yours and your brother's. Do you and your brother need to be polite to each other?"
"Of course, my brother and I don't need to be polite~"
"Then it's settled." Lan Yuxi smiled, "Besides, those little animals were bought for you by Dad in the first place. It doesn't matter where they are raised."
Mumu excitedly grabbed her brother's hand, "Brother, this way you'll save money! You only need to buy one sika deer."
Chaochao said with slight disdain, "I'm not short of that little money, and you don't need to be such a little miser!"
"Hmph~ Your attitude is bad, I'm angry!" Mumu hugged her little shoulders and turned her head away indignantly.
"..." Chaochao was speechless.
Lan Yuxi suppressed a laugh and walked to the closet, taking out a new quilt.
When Mumu saw her mother carrying the quilt, she quickly said in a childish voice, "Mom, my brother and I want to sleep with you and Dad~"
"Aren't you angry with your brother anymore?" Lan Yuxi asked with amusement.
"I'm not angry at all!"
"If you're not angry, then hold your brother's hand, and I'll go get you pillows."
Mumu didn't care if Chaochao was willing to reconcile, and reached out her chubby hand to grab her brother's small hand and shake it.
Lan Yuxi smiled and shook her head. It was always like this. She was the one who declared war unilaterally, and she was also the one who stopped the war unilaterally. If Chaochao didn't have such a good temper, she would have been angered to death by now.
When Lan Yuxi returned from the children's room, Nan Xiao was already in bed. Chaochao sat on his left, and Mumu sat on his right, both listening intently to him tell a story.
And Nan Xiao was currently telling about her... embarrassing moments.
She shot him a glance, and Nan Xiao immediately fell silent.
Mumu nestled in her father's arms and asked in a milky voice, "Dad, why did you stop? Did Mom really burn down the kitchen?"
Nan Xiao coughed lightly, "No, your mother is very capable. Not only did she not burn down the kitchen, but she also made a bowl of delicious fried rice!"
Lan Yuxi's face turned red as she saw him lie so shamelessly.
Her first bowl of fried rice wasn't only not delicious, but it was also burnt and black. Yet, he said it was delicious.
"Mom, you're amazing!" Mumu praised generously.
Lan Yuxi's face turned even redder. She walked to the bedside, put down two small pillows, and handed a thick book to Nan Xiao.
"You seem to enjoy telling stories, so I'll leave this task to you."
"Okay..." Nan Xiao took the book and glanced at the cover. The next second, he was stunned. A Spanish edition of "Don Quixote." His two children could actually understand this!
Chaochao saw his father stunned and said with a hint of disappointment, "If Dad doesn't understand Spanish, I can read it to my sister."
Lan Yuxi's gaze caught the faint disappointment in her son's eyes. She smiled, "Son, your father knows eight languages. This is child's play for him."
Mumu clapped her hands and giggled, "Wow, Dad is so amazing! Then Dad can tell us lots of fairy tales from different countries from now on!"
Nan Xiao smiled and rubbed her little head, "Mumu and Chaochao are the most amazing! To be so young and know so many languages."
Mumu shrugged cutely, "There's no way. Our tutors are from different countries, and they teach in their own languages. My brother and I had to learn their languages first to understand what they were saying."
Nan Xiao looked up at Lan Yuxi, "What kind of eccentric tutors did you hire for the children?"
Lan Yuxi met his gaze and said matter-of-factly, "I asked them to do it that way."
"Won't Chaochao and Mumu be too tired?"
"Ask them if they're tired."
Before Nan Xiao could ask, Chaochao and Mumu had already shaken their heads to indicate they weren't tired.
Seeing that the two children said they weren't tired, Nan Xiao didn't say anything more. He picked up the book and began to read with inflection.
Lan Yuxi slightly curved her lips and placed the two small pillows between the two large pillows.
Nan Xiao glanced at the two small pillows and then moved his gaze away as if he hadn't seen anything.
Seeing that the small pillows were placed, the two little ones lay down obediently.
Half an hour later, when the two little ones were sound asleep, Nan Xiao put down the book and turned his head to look at Lan Yuxi, who was gently brushing away the stray hair from her son's forehead with her fingertip.
Lan Yuxi also happened to look up.
Their gazes met in mid-air. Nan Xiao's Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed.
"Should I send them back to the children's room?" Nan Xiao asked in a low voice.
Lan Yuxi's ears felt hot, and she shook her head, "If Mumu wakes up and finds herself in the children's room, she'll make a fuss with you."
"Then..." Nan Xiao didn't finish his sentence, but instead, he got off the bed.