The Long Aotian Cub Becomes the Pampered Darling of a Wealthy Family 81

Chapter 81

The winter night was filled with a biting cold, and the wind blowing in one’s face carried a bone-chilling, scraping pain.

The number of times Shen Yuanchuan had returned home during this period had visibly increased.

He was wearing a short, dark gray down jacket, his hair neatly combed back, his features handsome and dignified, looking very much like an elite.

He walked to the entryway, took off his coat, changed into his slippers, and asked with a smile:

“Did Tiantian cause any trouble at home today?”

The auntie’s cheeks bloomed into a chrysanthemum, her eyes curving with a smile as she said cheerfully:

“Tiantian was very well-behaved. He even experienced being a little bread master this afternoon and made a small bread for you.”

Hearing this, Shen Yuanchuan said “oh,” quickened his pace, and his tone carried a hint of anticipation.

“Really? I’ll go and see.”

Shen Jinfeng, who had come back shortly after, let out a soft scoff.

“What are you so happy about? It’s just a broken piece of bread.”

The auntie was in the middle of tidying up the dirty clothes. Hearing this, she couldn’t help but smile, and fine wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes.

“Is Jinfeng jealous that his little brother didn’t bring you any bread?”

A flush of red appeared on Shen Jinfeng’s ears, and his gentle expression broke, a hint of embarrassment from being exposed.

“What’s there for me to be jealous of? That’s Shen Yuanchuan’s son, not my son. Isn’t it right for him to bring him bread?”

Shen Jinfeng waved his hand and walked forward, holding in his anger.

When he reached the living room, Shen Jinfeng instantly returned to his calm and indifferent expression. He put one hand in his pocket and sat on the sofa with feigned laziness.

“Where’s the bread?”

Shen Jinfeng looked around, his gaze skipping over the black, nondescript stone on the coffee table in the living room, and he asked again, puzzled:

“Didn’t Tiantian go to be a little bread master? Did you eat the bread yourself?”

Is the little one that greedy?

Shen Tiantian, who was drinking milk on the other side, wiped the milk foam from his mouth, ran to Shen Jinfeng’s side, and poked his arm.

“Big brother, hurry up and tell me, what’s under your eyebrows?”

Shen Jinfeng said, puzzled, “Eyes?”

He then reacted, let out a “hey,” and pinched the little one’s cheek.

“What do you mean? Are you calling me blind in a roundabout way?”

Shen Tiantian’s face was pinched until it hurt. After finally escaping from Shen Jinfeng’s hand, he quickly rubbed his reddened face.

“Hmph! Second brother has bad eyesight. The bread is right on the table! It’s so~ big!”

Shen Jinfeng watched as the little one spoke and gestured, let out a cold scoff, and lowered his eyes to look at the coffee table he had just scanned.

He saw the black, nondescript “stone,” and Shen Jinfeng let out a puzzled “ah.”

“This is bread?” His brows furrowed deeply.

Isn’t it some broken stone that Shen Tiantian had picked up while playing outside?

Shen Tiantian lifted his little head, let out an excited “ang,” his tone lively.

“That’s right, that’s right. Do you want it, big brother? Big brother bought it for a hundred yuan~”

He climbed to Shen Jinfeng’s side with his hands and feet, covered his mouth, leaned in to Shen Jinfeng’s ear, and said in what he thought was a very low voice:

“Big brother, you give me two hundred yuan, and I’ll snatch the little bread back and sell it to you.”

Shen Jinfeng was silent for a moment.

Then he frantically waved his hand and shouted, “No need!”

Don’t even think about scamming me!

Shen Tiantian’s idea of reselling the little bread at a higher price fell through. He sighed, a little disappointed.

There was nothing he could do. He had been thinking about it all afternoon, and his hands were sore from kneading the dough, but he had only managed to make this one small bread.

And it was in the shape of a soy-sauce pork rib!

So magical!

Big brother really has no taste, Shen Tiantian thought with a huff.

At this time, Shen Yuanchuan, who had just washed his hands, came over and, just like Shen Jinfeng, looked around with his head held high.

Then he also asked with the same confusion, “Where’s the bread?”

Tiantian felt that his daddy and his second brother must have looked at their phones too much and had damaged their eyes.

He sighed, spread his small hands, and said:

“I’ve told you so many times not to look at your phones all day, but you just won’t listen. Now, this big bread is right here, and you two just can’t see it.”

Tiantian jumped down from the sofa, walked to the coffee table, picked up the bread on it, and handed it to his daddy.

He even considerately gave him a small fork.

“Daddy, hurry up and eat.”

Shen Yuanchuan stared at this black, nondescript bread, the chocolate sauce on the surface had already solidified into a shell, making it look even more bizarre. He couldn’t find his voice for a long time.

Shen Yuanchuan came back to his senses, a little embarrassed, and laughed out loud.

“This… I’m not hungry. I had a late-night snack at the company when I was working overtime, so I really can’t eat this bread.”

Then he turned his head and saw his good son, Shen Jinfeng, was also there. He immediately let out an “ai”:

“Jinfeng, you eat it. You’re young. Eating something sweet won’t raise your blood sugar. I can’t. I’m old!”

Shen Jinfeng was choked.

He looked at the bread, and his gaze slowly drifted elsewhere.

“I suddenly remembered that I still have a final exam book that I haven’t had time to read. I have to stay up all night to review. You guys can eat. I’ll go up first.”

Shen Jinfeng had been busy with his final exams these past two days. After these two days, he only had one last exam to finish before he could have a break.

His action of turning and going upstairs was not at all sluggish, and his eyes seemed to be filled with an endless desire for knowledge.

In the end, the bread went around and still ended up in Shen Yuanchuan’s hands.

Shen Yuanchuan closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and facing the little one’s expectant eyes, he prepared himself mentally, took this hard-as-a-rock bread, and took a very light bite.

Shen Tiantian was staring on the side, tilting his head, and his voice couldn’t help but become very light.

“Daddy, is it delicious?”

His voice was very ethereal, as if a small feather had fallen on the ground, and it was almost ignored.

Shen Yuanchuan savored it carefully, and finally swallowed it, giving an honest evaluation:

“It’s not even close to being delicious. It’s so bad.”

Tiantian let out an “ah,” looked at the small bread in disbelief, and scratched his little chin.

“It shouldn’t be. Soy-sauce pork ribs are delicious, and small breads are also delicious. The two of them together should be twice as delicious.”

Shen Yuanchuan heard the creative inspiration for this bread, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

“Be good. You can go upstairs and play.”

In the future, don’t ever mention being a bread master and making small breads again.

Shen Tiantian could only say “oh,” unhappily kicked his feet, and went upstairs to sleep.

At night, a fine snow had fallen at some point.

When Shen Tiantian got up in the middle of the night, he rubbed his sleepy and dazed eyes and was attracted by the sparkling white snowflakes outside the window. He dazedly lay on the window.

He pushed the window open a small crack, and Shen Tiantian saw the snow particles falling from the night sky. He couldn’t help but let out a “wow” in amazement.

“It’s snowing~”

It rarely snowed in this city, and it was almost impossible to form a world of silver. Therefore, every snow would seem particularly precious.

Shen Tiantian was blown by the cold wind, and his originally dazed little head became clear. He happily bounced on the spot twice.

His brows and eyes were curved, and his eyes reflected a hint of snow, as sparkling and beautiful as a transparent amber.

After watching the snow for a while, Shen Tiantian was afraid that his brother and his daddy wouldn’t be able to see such beautiful snowflakes. He quickly pushed the door open and ran out.

His bedroom was closest to Shen Xiuze’s. He ran in and, with a bang, he shot onto Shen Xiuze’s bed like a small cannonball.

“Big brother!”

A cheerful voice sounded in the quiet bedroom. The lightly sleeping Shen Xiuze let out a deep sigh, his face haggard as he sat up, pressing his temples.

He turned on the bedside lamp, and a warm light instantly enveloped the two of them.

“What is it?”

Shen Tiantian happily pointed to the window outside, turned his brother’s face, and let him look out.

“Big brother, look. It’s snowing outside.”

Shen Xiuze turned his head, his eyes looking at the window where the silvery-white snowflakes were falling, and was slightly stunned.

It seems that it hasn’t snowed much in a few years.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Just as he reached the window, he found that the little one was like a busy little spinning top and had already run to another bedroom.

“Daddy!”

An energetic voice came from the hallway, which made Shen Xiuze shake his head with amusement.

Shen Jinfeng was the last to be woken up. He had a bit of a bad temper when he woke up. He ran his fingers through his hair with some annoyance and sat on the side of the bed, taking a deep breath.

He closed his eyes, and the veins on his neck throbbed slightly as he breathed. After a long while, the irritability of being woken up finally subsided.

He reached out and lifted the little one who was dancing on his bed, took him to the window, and looked at the snow, which was getting lighter and lighter.

“Big brother is a big lazy bug. The snowflakes are all gone.”

Shen Tiantian lay on the window and sighed with a hint of regret.

He let out an “ai” and added:

“Such beautiful snowflakes. I’ve only seen them this once.”

A few years ago, Tiantian was even younger. In winter, he could only be wrapped up in a ball and kept indoors. In addition, it didn’t snow often in this city in winter, so he had no impression of having seen snowflakes with his own eyes.

Shen Jinfeng tapped the little one’s head, his just-woken-up voice was a bit hoarse, as if it were covered in a layer of frosted glass, particularly ethereal.

“Is snowing something to be happy about? Look how happy you are. The whole family has to be woken up to see it.”

Shen Tiantian let out an “ouch,” looked at his brother, and said, puzzled:

“Why is it not worth being happy about? Why are you not happy to see the snowflakes, big brother?”

After saying that, Shen Tiantian leaned in to Shen Jinfeng’s side and looked up with his cute little face.

“It’s okay. When I see snowflakes next time, I’ll come and wake you up again.”

Shen Jinfeng smiled helplessly, but he was somewhat infected by Shen Tiantian’s happiness, and his mood also brightened up.

No wonder they say you should be close to people with abundant energy.

Even if you’re woken up in the middle of the night to see a boring snow, you will still feel happy from the bottom of your heart.

“It snowed once at the beginning of winter.”

It was also at night, but at that time, the little one was probably sleeping like a pig and didn’t know.

At that time, Shen Jinfeng had seen many people post about the first snow of early winter on his social media, but he had no intention of pushing the window open to see.

Now, it was all made up for.