hooklinebooks Chapter 32 Changes in the Power Structure
Chapter 32 Changes in the Power Structure
Chen Lang held her small hand in bed.
"daughter in law."
"Um."
Liu Qianqian responded sullenly.
"Are you unhappy?"
"no."
They're still pretty stubborn.
Chen Lang didn't beat around the bush with her.
"Have you forgotten how good Sister Bella has been to us?"
"My uncle and aunt are very kind to us."
"My mother taught me that we should be grateful."
Liu Qianqian's hand moved slightly in his palm.
Of course she remembered everything, it's just... it's just a little strange.
Chen Lang could sense her inner turmoil.
He pulled her small hand to his chest and pressed it down.
"Wife, you are the most important person in my heart, and you will always be my favorite."
Liu Qianqian suddenly rolled over to face him.
"real?"
"real."
She giggled and nudged her little head towards him, her fluffy hair tickling him a little.
Liu Qianqian stretched out her little finger.
"Pinky promise."
"Okay, pinky promise."
"Pinky promise, hang yourself."
"One hundred years, no change allowed."
Two tiny fingers were hooked together inside the blanket.
the next day.
The alarm clock, with its beeping sound, rang precisely at eight o'clock in the morning.
Chen Lang opened his eyes.
Liu Qianqian was still asleep beside me, her little face buried in the pillow, with only her fluffy head showing.
He gently nudged the little guy next to him.
"Wife, get up."
Liu Qianqian hummed twice, turned over, and covered her head with the blanket.
Chen Lang didn't urge her anymore. He got dressed, got out of bed, and walked to the door.
"Then I'll go eat Grandma's egg pancakes by myself."
The blanket shifted.
Two little hands stretched out, and she stretched and yawned in the quilt with a series of different "ee-yah-yah" sounds.
"wait for me!"
Liu Qianqian's little head popped out. She sat up, ruffled her hair haphazardly, and slowly got out of bed.
As the two finished washing up and left the room, Liu Xiaoli also came out of her own room.
She yawned, her face still showing signs of sleepiness.
She used to have to get up at six o'clock every day to dress and wash her two children, and then rush them to kindergarten.
Now that the children are home alone, she's suddenly free.
Being able to sleep for an extra hour or so is a huge blessing for her.
"woke up?"
Liu Xiaoli smiled and patted the two children's heads.
Good morning, Mom.
The two little ones spoke in unison.
"Good girl."
Liu Xiaoli tidied her daughter's slightly upturned hair, then looked at Chen Lang.
"Langlang, Mommy's going to the theater for rehearsal."
"At home, you need to take good care of your older sister, okay?"
After giving her instructions, she looked at her daughter.
"Sisi, you must listen to your younger brother and not be naughty."
Liu Qianqian nodded subconsciously, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
I'm the older sister, why should I listen to my younger brother?
But the thought of not having to go to that boring kindergarten today, and being able to play with my younger brother at home all day, is very comforting.
Overjoyed, that little bit of worry instantly vanished.
She nodded vigorously.
"Okay, Mom!"
Liu Xiaoli smiled with satisfaction.
She kissed her two children, grabbed her bag, and hurried out the door.
From that day on, the power structure that had existed in this family for several years underwent a radical change.
In the past, Liu Qianqian was a mischievous little devil who would do whatever she wanted and drag Chen Lang around everywhere.
Chen Lang could only follow behind helplessly, acting as a lackey.
Now everything has turned out the other way around.
It was exactly nine o'clock, on the carpet in the living room.
"Lift your legs a little higher."
Chen Lang was doing leg stretches, his expression completely calm.
Liu Qianqian propped one leg up on the table, her legs perfectly straight in a split.
She grimaced and looked at her younger brother with a wronged expression.
"Little brother, it hurts so much..."
"Stop pretending, press it down a little more."
Chen Lang remained unmoved.
Mastering the basics of dance was a mandatory task set by Liu Xiaoli, which she had to complete every day.
She used to be the one overseeing the training, but now that task has been handed over to Chen Lang.
He executed it meticulously.
An hour later, the dance practice ended.
Liu Qianqian was so tired that she lay motionless on the ground like a puppy.
Chen Lang brought her a towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
He handed her another glass of water.
"Take a ten-minute break, then we'll start learning pinyin."
Liu Qianqian gave a weak "Oh".
Ten minutes later.
The two sat side by side at the small desk.
On the table is the learning machine that Shen Jingfang brought back last time she came back.
At the time, this was a very rare item.
Since Chen Lang didn't need it before, this thing became Liu Qianqian's toy, and she would press the buttons every day to listen to the electronic music inside.
Now, it has finally come in handy.
"a, o, e..."
A standard female voice came from the learning machine.
Chen Lang held a pencil and wrote stroke by stroke on the grid paper.
Liu Qianqian studied very diligently.
She was naturally intelligent, but no one had ever taught her as systematically as Chen Lang had before.
Now that her younger brother is with her, she has extra energy to study.
The morning study time was spent in this calm and regular rhythm.
Eleven o'clock is free time.
Liu Qianqian was finally free, and she dragged Chen Lang along to play house.
"Little brother, you be the baby, and I'll be the mom."
"don't want!"
Why?
"Because you are my wife, not my mother."
Liu Qianqian thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.
"Alright then, you be Brother Jing, and I'll be Rong'er."
Chen Lang glanced at the Legend of the Condor Heroes playing on TV.
He didn't refuse.
……
noon.
The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.
When her grandmother called her for dinner, Yao Beina ran in, carrying her schoolbag and covered in sweat.
She is in elementary school now and goes home for lunch.
The lunch break at elementary school is quite long, so she didn't go back to her home in the Wuyin dormitory for lunch and came directly here.
As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't wait to ask.
"Little brother, when do we start practicing?"
Chen Lang glanced at the timetable on the wall.
"Eat first, then practice for an hour."
"good!"
Yao Beina finished a large bowl of rice in no time.
After the meal.
The three of them huddled together in the living room.
Grandma and Grandpa watched curiously from the side.
Chen Lang asked Liu Qianqian and Yao Beina to sit cross-legged.
"Close your eyes."
Don't think about anything.
Listen to my voice, breathe in rhythm with me.
He began to guide them.
"suck……"
"Slowly, inhale deeply and bring the air into your stomach..."
"Stop..."
"Slowly expel it..."
Liu Qianqian had been learning from Chen Lang for a while and quickly got into the swing of things.
Yao Beina, however, was not up to the task.
She's grown up now, and her physical habits are already formed; she's not a blank slate like a child.
In addition, I was anxious, so my breathing was always erratic.
Either you inhale too forcefully or you exhale too quickly.
"Sister, don't worry."
Chen Lang plays the role of the master.
The more anxious you are, the more disordered your breathing will become.
"Treat it like a game. Imagine there's a little balloon inside your belly. You need to gently blow it up and then slowly let it shrink."
Yao Beina tried her best to do so.
She tried to practice breathing exercises like her mother taught her when she was little, and finally got a feel for it.
But time waits for no one.
She had to go back to school at 1:30 p.m.
"Oh no, I'm going to be late!"
She hurriedly stood up, grabbed her schoolbag, and ran outside.
He ran to the door and then turned back.
"Little brother, come to my house tonight!"
Chen Lang nodded and waved.
"We have more time on weekends, so we can practice a little longer."
"good!"
Yao Beina's figure disappeared through the doorway.
A whole day has passed.
Grandma and Grandpa both saw how the two little ones behaved.
Liu Xiaoli will be home from get off work in the evening.
Grandma pulled her along and praised the two children to the skies.
"Xiao Li."
"Our Langya is now a little teacher, keeping Qianqian completely under his control."
"The house was quiet all day long. The two children were either reading or practicing their martial arts. They were incredibly well-behaved."
As Liu Xiaoli listened, the smile on her face never stopped.
The last bit of worry in her heart completely vanished.