Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

Chapter 73 The Trouble Caused by Gluttony

Thunder rumbled in the sky.

Liu Qianqian never expected that she would be caught red-handed by Da Meili just because she came out to satisfy her craving.

He was supposed to be seriously ill, but he's acting all energetic now. How does that make sense?

I promised to spend all my money, so how am I supposed to explain this huge bunch of kebabs in my hand?

Da Meili never expected that she would run into Liu Qianqian when she was just signing a contract and finishing it quickly in less than an hour, and wanted to grab a barbecue to celebrate on the way.

Who can she complain to? The mother and aunt were trying to cheat on their child, and the child caught them? Is this a story of a stepmother abusing her stepdaughter?

At this moment, neither side uttered a word, waiting for the other to make the first move.

To deal with this kind of unexpected situation, we still need an experienced veteran.

In ten seconds, Liu Xiaoli had a plan—she wasn't holding any food, and her breath didn't smell like barbecue. She immediately took a deep breath and yelled, "You...you Liu Qianqian! Are you trying to defy the heavens?! Where's your illness? Where did you get the money?"

She quickly overcame her initial nervousness, and her speech became more and more fluent and confident.

Zhou Wenqiong immediately realized what was happening, crossed her arms and sneered, but she was even more puzzled: her niece was so sick that it couldn't have been faked, but now she looked like this... she could eat and sing, was she cured?

As a little tyrant and a seasoned master of framing, Liu Qianqian overcame the initial trepidation and, meeting the piercing gaze, decisively turned the tables: "You beautiful little devil! You actually went out to eat without telling me and my brother!"

Just in case, let's pull the scapegoats first, and Zhou Xiaobai was innocently dragged into the mess.

"Da Meili—"

Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Wenqiong's eyes widened: "It's one thing for you to whisper among yourselves, but to dare to shout it out in broad daylight, in front of everyone? You're really asking for trouble!"

With the leverage in hand, how could I possibly stand still?

Liu Xiaoli rushed over in three steps at a time.

"ah--!"

Liu Qianqian was shocked: Didn't we agree to just banter? Why did you start hitting me? Can't you have any sportsmanship?

Without a second thought, she took off running—the sickly and beautiful Da Meili could never outrun the energetic and vigorous Xiao Ba Wang.

At home, Zhou Xiaobai was overjoyed, humming a tune: "Today is a good day, all my wishes will come true..."

In order to cover up Liu Qianqian's mess, he decisively cured his own minor cold, claiming that his ancestral martial arts technique was so effective that it could cure any illness.

He had barely hummed a few words when, with a bang, the door was kicked open.

Liu Qianqian, like a startled little rabbit, shoved the skewers in her hand into Zhou Xiaobai's hand and rushed into the bedroom...

Immediately, a rustling sound came from inside the room.

Zhou Xiaobai, who had been stunned for a while, followed in and instantly seemed to be nailed to the spot.

"Whoa!"

He gasped inwardly, his eyes widening in shock. It was like a typhoon had swept through – clothes, books, toys, and everything else were scattered haphazardly on the floor, with a suitcase lying across the middle and a backpack that was about to burst.

What is this going to do?

Is this a case of seeking refuge from a natural disaster?

Liu Qianqian glanced at him but didn't say anything. She stuffed the toys into the suitcase one by one. When it was bulging, she grimaced and pressed her whole body against the gaping suitcase, trying to force the zipper shut.

"XiXi, what are you doing?" Zhou Xiaobai suppressed her shock and asked, her curiosity piqued.

Liu Qianqian didn't even look up, continuing to struggle with her suitcase, her face flushed red: "Quick... help me, I need to take you somewhere, something terrible has happened."

Just now, she ran all the way here and made a difficult decision—this time we're definitely doomed, so she took her younger brother to her maternal grandparents' house for refuge.

"What big thing?" Zhou Xiaobai's scalp tingled, and an ominous premonition rose again.

"Stop talking nonsense and help me pack. We're going to Grandma's house. Mom and Auntie are going to beat me." Liu Qianqian's voice was full of fear, and her trembling teeth were the best proof of that.

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly ran to the window and looked out, then cried out in alarm, "Quick, help me!"

Downstairs, Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Wenqiong were chatting and laughing, as if nothing had happened, but an unseen anger was swirling around them.

When his imagination came true, Zhou Xiaobai felt like he had stumbled into a den of thieves and was about to become a member of a criminal gang.

"Go to Grandma's house? Mom... do you know?" Zhou Xiaobai was still unwilling to give up.

Liu Qianqian poked Zhou Xiaobai's forehead: "You're so stupid! You let Mom know you were taking refuge? Can't you use your brain like I do?"

Even when facing death, she insisted on proving herself to be smarter than Zhou Xiaobai.

Zhou Xiaobai was bewildered and had no idea what had happened.

It's just a barbecue, and you're cured of your illness, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and help me hold it down!" Liu Qianqian grabbed him and pressed him against the suitcase. "Put some force on, hold it down, I can't zip it up!"

Zhou Xiaobai was held down like a puppet, mechanically pressed down with all his might.

Although we don't know what happened, for Little Tyrant to be in such a state, the sky must have fallen.

But their movement wasn't as fast as their walking speed; just as the two of them closed their suitcases—

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Wenqiong looked at the mess on the ground and smiled, "You two... do you want me to help you?"

Before the two children could speak, Liu Xiaoli, who was standing at the door, said with a smile, "Oh! Qianqian, well done! Where are you going? Let me see what you've brought."

As she spoke, she pushed the two apart.

As soon as she opened her suitcase, her expression changed drastically—she took out the first doll, then a Transformer, then a Doraemon… nothing but toys.

Zhou Wenqiong followed suit. She looked at the backpack that was stuffed to the point of bursting, opened it, and found it was full of clothes.

The books are resting on the ground in the shade.

Liu Xiaoli glanced at it, stopped what she was doing, and laughed in exasperation: "You ran away from home... without taking a single book?"

Zhou Xiaobai felt a sudden darkness before his eyes; this was yet another case of misfortune striking out of the blue while he was sitting at home.

Liu Qianqian shrank her neck nervously; her silence spoke volumes.

In the living room, two little ones trembled with fear, while two adults stood with their arms crossed.

"Mom, Auntie, listen to me..." Liu Qianqian swallowed hard, trying to explain.

Zhou Xiaobai's face turned ashen. His survival instincts kicked in, and he tried to distance himself: "Sister Li...Sister...I...I'm innocent..." But a glimpse of Liu Qianqian's constantly falling tears made him immediately change his story, "It was Qianqian and me who wanted to go to Grandma's house! I begged her!"

Regardless of life or death, we must take the blame.

"hehe!"

As the parties involved, Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Wenqiong were fully aware of the entire process.

Since you're going to take the blame, then let's all be punished together.

The two exchanged a quick glance, then each grabbed one of them and started hitting them, "Slap! Slap! Slap!..."

Liu Qianqian pouted and cried: Why are you hitting us? You guys went to steal food too, so what if we called you "Big Beauty" in public?

But she was small and powerless; she could win an argument, but she dared not fight back.

Zhou Xiaobai glared angrily at Liu Qianqian.

He finally understood what had happened—it was all because of his gluttony.