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Zhou Sicheng, Shen Ku, and Chu Ren had privately established a fund: whichever husband’s wife was the first to initiate trouble by starting a “raid group,” that husband had to deposit 100,000 yuan. Any husband whose wife immediately joined the group deposited 20,000, while anyone whose wife refused to participate was rewarded 50,000. In the second year, the three families would pool this capital together and take their proletarian wives to personally carry out a charity donation project.

This fund was intended to strengthen each husband’s supervision over his own wife.

Yet no one had ever claimed the reward.

Due to poor management, Zhou Sicheng dumped over a million yuan into it within a single year, considering it hush money to escape the reproaches of his fellow brothers-in-law.

In the second year, they used the funds to rebuild a bridge for a rural village. Before traffic opened, the entire group spent a day hauling cement.

Zhou Sicheng possessed immense physical strength, and the Yao were even more extraordinarily powerful.

Xiang Zhen loved this activity; spending over a million yuan felt entirely worth it.

Everyone felt as though their purpose in life had ascended to a higher plane.

Zhou Sicheng hoped from the bottom of his heart that the three Yao babies attending kindergarten together wouldn’t count as his wife initiating trouble.

Money was a minor issue; he was terrified of causing a major incident.

Kindergarten was preschool, but the Yao cubs needed a “pre-preschool” to teach them how to attend kindergarten.

The preschool teachers for this pre-preschool could only be the fathers themselves.

Regrettably, the Yao dads had never attended kindergarten, so the pool of teachers narrowed down to three humans.

On the first day, the Dou Shen baby and the little Bai Chu baby were brought over to Zhou Sicheng’s house.

The three babies sat in a row: one with yellow hair, one with white hair, and one with slightly curly coffee-colored hair.

Their expressions were well-behaved, sensible, and utterly adorable!

Bai Qi was a white snake, but before blending into human society, he had crossed paths with a black-striped rat snake and, borrowing its coloration, followed the mainstream by dyeing his hair black.

Had he not reunited with his own kind, Chu Ren might have had to wait until they grew old with white hair before finally seeing Bai Qi’s true hair color.

Dou Shen and Bai Chu were slightly shorter than Xiao Guazi. Dou Shen had slightly darker, healthy rosy skin from soaking up plenty of sunlight, while Bai Chu had cool, pale skin, preferring the shade and absorbing sunlight reflected off the moon.

It wasn’t their first time visiting Uncle Zhou’s house; they had previously played in Xiao Guazi’s garden. The three Yao babies tumbled and roughhoused together, and when tired, transformed into their true forms to sunbathe, with the snake baby coiling in the branches of the coffee tree.

Because the babies couldn’t yet control themselves very well, the chefs and nannies in Zhou Sicheng’s home only worked half-days; the remaining half was Xiao Guazi’s free-roaming time.

Xiang Zhen and Bai Qi were tasting the new coffee and desserts Dou Manning had developed.

Hands resting on his hips, Zhou Sicheng racked his brain trying to recall his own kindergarten days.

He told the three little cubs, “Right now, I am your teacher.”

The cubs tilted their heads up. Is this what a kindergarten teacher is like?

Xiao Guazi asked urgently, “Will the teacher beat babies like Daddy does?”

Then the teacher would have to beat so many babies in a day; how often would it be his turn?

Dou Shen and little Bai Chu wore equally solemn expressions.

Zhou Sicheng laughed out of exasperation. There’s always a good reason when I hit you. “No, teachers cannot hit you. But Daddy can.”

“If a teacher ever hits you, call Daddy immediately.”

Zhou Sicheng said, “You must bravely tell the teacher your needs.”

“For instance: ‘Teacher, I need to pee.'”

“‘Teacher, I want to drink water.'”

Zhou Sicheng: “Timid babies who are afraid to speak can press the button on your smartwatches to tell Daddy, or ask Shen Shen to speak for you.”

Dou Shen and little Bai Chu nodded. Understood.

Zhou Sicheng: “Absolutely, positively, under no circumstances can you transform at kindergarten. If there is an unavoidable reason—such as feeling unwell and having to transform—find an empty room with no one around, or a stall in the restroom.”

The Yao babies: “Understood~”

Zhou Sicheng: “If you are caught by someone, absolutely do not admit it. Call Daddy, and Daddy will handle it.”

“Okay~”

Zhou Sicheng: “At kindergarten, help each other out and don’t let anyone bully you, understand?”

The Yao babies: “Under-stood—”

Zhou Sicheng served them three cups of water: “Now practice using open-rim cups without straws or bottles.”

Holding the cups with both hands by the side handles, the three babies possessed plenty of strength, gripping them firmly. Bringing them to their mouths, they gulped down milk with loud glug-glugs.

Little Bai Chu drank the slowest, being the last to set it down.

Xiao Guazi closed his eyes, immersed in drinking milk. The chubby flesh around his milky elbows holding the stainless steel cup creased into deep folds at the crook of his arms.

A baby who only drinks whole milk!

Zhou Sicheng thought with pride: Xiang Zhen had raised Baby Guazi so well. Dou Manning and Bai Qi consulted his wife for parenting secrets; even without charging them tuition, why on earth should he be docked a hundred thousand yuan at the end of the year?

Heh.

Zhou Sicheng proceeded to teach them to adapt to collective rules: lining up for temperature checks, taking turns on the slide, naptime, dressing themselves, and washing hands properly.

Truly a fulfilling day of pre-preschool.

The next day, Zhou Sicheng sent Xiao Guazi to Teacher Shen’s house for class.

After a week of rotating observation, all three “preschool teachers” awarded an A+ rating.

They were all quite well-behaved: no crying, no throwing tantrums, no snatching toys; enthusiastic eaters, obedient sleepers, united and loving.

Zhou Sicheng anxiously brought his son to the kindergarten gates.

Xiang Zhen comforted his husband: “I searched online. There are tons of ‘bear babies’ (bratty kids) in kindergarten! Compared to them, we don’t have to worry about Baby Guazi standing out at all.”

Zhou Sicheng frowned: “What ‘bear babies’? Are there other Yao?”

That sounds like high destructive potential—carnivorous Yao. Would they eat sunflower seeds?

Xiang Zhen: “I mean bratty kids!”

Zhou Sicheng: “…”

Don’t just substitute synonyms at will.

Having a lot of unruly kids was clearly a poor environment, yet in Xiang Zhen’s mouth, it turned into a good thing.

Xiang Zhen stroked Xiao Guazi’s head, which was now mostly golden-blonde: “Baby, you are the big brother. You must look after your two younger brothers, okay?”

Xiao Guazi pumped his fist: “I will, Daddy!”

Zhou Sicheng carried his son out of the car, watching Xiao Guazi with his yellow hair line up to enter the kindergarten alongside the other two unorthodox babies.

Socialization was very successful. They even stopped at the gate, tilting their heads up in unison to greet the security guard: “Good morning, Grandpa—”

Xiang Zhen crossed his arms with satisfaction, feeling as though he had pulled off a massive corporate project, thoroughly impressed with himself.

Zhou Sicheng: “Wifey, I think you didn’t need to say that sentence just now.”

Xiang Zhen: “Which one?”

Zhou Sicheng: “The part about our son being the ‘big brother.'”

It sounded fine on the surface, but he worried his son would interpret it as a street gang’s “Big Brother.”

Hopefully, he was just overthinking.

On their son’s first day of kindergarten, Zhou Sicheng and Xiang Zhen stood watch outside all day.

On the second day, Shen Ku took the shift to keep watch; on the third day, Chu Ren took over.

Every day passed without incident. The three Yao babies successfully integrated into this tiny human collective of kindergarten.

Living with humans from a young age might seem unfree, but in reality, it granted a broader freedom.

With this worry off his chest, Zhou Sicheng saved plenty of parenting time, leaving him more time to spend with his wife.

Xiao Guazi learned a great deal at kindergarten, chattering away at night to report to Daddy Zhenzhen.

“Daddy, baby can eat all by himself,” Xiao Guazi said while twisting a Rubik’s cube. “Why do some babies need the teacher to feed them?”

Xiang Zhen: “Maybe they haven’t learned how to eat by themselves yet.”

Xiao Guazi didn’t quite get it. Food was so delicious; shouldn’t knowing how to eat come naturally the moment you saw it?

On the fourth day, Xiang Zhen dropped Xiao Guazi off at kindergarten as usual.

Today, no one staked out outside.

The three babies walked into the kindergarten hand-in-hand like a set of traffic lights, with Dou Shen in the middle.

Xiao Guazi wore a dependable expression, while the youngest, Bai Chu, had the coldest face.

Why did Dou Shen walk in the middle? Because there was a boy named Feng Xiao who liked grabbing other babies’ hair.

Their three distinct hair colors were very eye-catching. Feng Xiao clearly couldn’t beat Xiao Guazi in a fight, and little Bai Chu was cold and unapproachable; only Dou Shen had accidentally let him touch a strand of hair.

At 12:00 PM, Teacher Wu guided the flock of well-fed little lambs to their naps on miniature cots, one bed per cub.

Once all had laid down, Teacher Wu drew the curtains and said, “Babies who are asleep, raise your hands.”

All the babies raised their hands.

Teacher Wu smiled knowingly. Suddenly, a child leaped from his bed, pulled something out from under his clothes, and swiftly hurled it into Dou Shen’s blanket.

“Feng Xiao! What are you doing!”

“Ah!” Dou Shen was startled, bolting off the bed toward Brother Guazi, moving so fast he left an afterimage.

Teacher Wu dashed over and pulled back the blanket, revealing a realistic toy snake so lifelike her heart nearly stopped.

With this commotion, the babies who weren’t sleeping poked their heads out to watch the excitement. Some weren’t afraid of the toy snake at all, while others were scared to tears.

Another teacher, Teacher Zhang, took Feng Xiao outside to lecture him, while Teacher Wu immediately consoled Dou Shen: “Baby, were you frightened? How about Teacher makes Feng Xiao apologize to you?”

Dou Shen pouted: “Teacher, I wasn’t frightened.”

He had played with the little white snake baby since childhood; he wouldn’t be easily frightened by a snake.

He was only startled by the disgusting action of his annoying classmate Feng Xiao throwing something into his blanket.

Flanking him on both sides, Xiao Guazi and little Bai Chu hugged Dou Shen, their cheeks puffed in outrage.

He despised this baby Feng!

Xiao Guazi had known since infancy that apologies were useless.

If apologies were useful, would he still get spanked by Daddy Zhou Sicheng?

After soothing Dou Shen, Teacher Wu hurried to tuck in the rest of the children who weren’t crying, while rocking the crying ones in her arms.

After a while, everyone finally settled down for their nap, and peace returned to the classroom.

Feng Xiao, having been taken out and lectured, was brought back by Teacher Zhang.

Xiao Guazi and little Bai Chu quietly slipped out of bed, whispering to Teacher Wu: “Teacher, I need to pee.”

Teacher Wu was very confident in Xiao Guazi’s self-care abilities, saying tenderly, “Go ahead.”

The yellow-haired and white-haired cubs walked into the restroom one after the other. After a moment, the yellow-haired cub emerged alone, his trouser pockets bulging.

Hands tucked in his pockets, he strode harmlessly up to Feng Xiao’s side and casually flung out a real snake!

Like a streak of lightning, the little white snake coiled around Feng Xiao’s neck, baring sharp fangs to hiss and terrify him.

Frightened out of his wits, Feng Xiao tore his lungs open in a shrill wail.

Amidst the chaos, Xiao Guazi snatched the little white snake back with lightning-fast hands, tucked it under his shirt, and bolted back to the restroom.

Teacher Wu: “What happened?”

Feng Xiao: “SNAKE!!”

Teacher Wu was baffled. There was no way the toy snake had been returned to Feng Xiao; crying louder wouldn’t help.

Catching a vague glimpse of it, Teacher Zhang yelled in horror: “Xiao Guazi, what kind of snake is in your hands?!”

Why did he shove it into his clothes?! Aaaah!

Dou Shen hurriedly threw off his blanket, scrambled out of bed, and wrapped himself around Teacher Wu’s calf to buy time for Xiao Guazi.

“Teacher, wuu-wuu, I’m scared!”

“Don’t be scared, don’t be scared.” With a toddler latched onto her leg and Feng Xiao’s ear-splitting howls in her ears, Teacher Wu had no idea whether Baby Guazi, who had run into the restroom with a snake tucked in his shirt, would get bitten.

Teacher Zhang rushed to check Feng Xiao for snakebites. Seeing no puncture wounds on his neck but hearing him wail uncontrollably, she didn’t feel at ease and rushed him to the hospital.

Where on earth are all these snakes coming from?!

The next second, Xiao Guazi and little Bai Chu emerged from the restroom one after the other.

Terrified, Teacher Wu slammed the restroom door shut: “Where’s the snake?”

Xiao Guazi’s eyes were completely earnest: “It’s a fake snake, Teacher.”

Little Bai Chu tilted his head: “Right.”

Could Teacher Wu really be duped by two toddlers? Even a fake snake had to be handed over.

A snake appearing in a kindergarten was pure nightmare fuel. Security rushed over at top speed, cautiously easing the restroom door open—only to find the fully enclosed restroom completely empty.

Where was the snake?

Teacher Wu couldn’t be sure whether Xiao Guazi had stashed the snake somewhere else or run into the restroom with it.

Regardless, if this snake wasn’t found, the kindergarten couldn’t open tomorrow.

The three Yao babies were escorted to the principal’s office to be questioned one by one.

“Where did you hide the snake?”

Xiao Guazi told the truth: “Didn’t hide it.”

The principal turned to little Bai Chu: “Did you see him catch a snake in the restroom?”

The little white snake said solemnly: “Didn’t see it.”

“What about you?” the principal asked Dou Shen. “You ran out of bed right away; did you see the snake in his hands?”

Dou Shen: “Didn’t see it.”

Uncle Zhou said: absolutely, positively never admit it.

The principal: “…” Do you have any idea your testimonies contradict each other? Could a snake just vanish into thin air?!

He feigned turning around, then whipped his head back abruptly—sure enough, three little heads were huddled together, whispering secrets so tightly not even wind could pass through.

Accomplices! Absolute accomplices!

The snake was definitely hidden by the three of them!

And then, the three cubs stood in a neat little row with their hands behind their backs, looking back with utterly honest, innocent eyes, completely baffling everyone.

The principal dug through the parents’ contact list.

He gained another piece of evidence proving they were co-conspirators: their fathers had actually given prior instructions that if all three babies caused trouble together, contacting one father at a time was enough.

Zhou Sicheng was on duty Mondays and Tuesdays, Chu Ren was on duty Wednesdays and Thursdays, and Shen Ku was on duty Fridays.

Because Dou Shen was the most obedient.

This time, the one on rotation was… Chu Ren!

…

Far away at his company, Chu Ren received a phone call.

The principal dared not jump to conclusions lightly, lest he get sued in return: “It’s like this. During naptime, a child threw a toy snake into Mr. Shen’s child’s blanket. Mr. Zhou’s child then threw a fake snake back at him in retaliation.”

The principal: “Teacher Wu suspects it was a real snake. For the sake of the children’s safety, I hope they can produce it so we can verify.”

Chu Ren: “!!!”

Having heard this, he immediately called Zhou Sicheng to deal with it together.

“They’re refusing to hand over the fake snake right now.”

Zhou Sicheng was nonchalant; whoever frightens others shall be frightened in return. Xiao Guazi was merely returning an eye for an eye.

However.

“Where did they get a fake snake? Did you buy it?”

Chu Ren roared: “Where the hell do you think the snake came from?! THAT’S MY SON!”