Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 462: Go Ahead and Hit Me

Xingwang Supermarket.

A chubby little boy was snoring away at the entrance, indeed drawing a crowd of onlookers.

Even with so many people around, he slept soundly, occasionally smacking his lips.

Tuanzi couldn’t resist poking his cheek, which immediately caved in, leaving a little dimple.

Ai Fengyi excitedly said, "I want to play too."

Poke poke poke.

Ai Tanbo tried to stop his sister, "That’s his face, not a toy."

The little girl wouldn’t listen, "So soft, even softer than my face. Do you want to try, bro?"

Ai Tanbo glanced at his sister’s face, still with baby fat, "No, I think your face is softer."

He distinguished clearly; Zhong Yi was just a playmate, not his real brother. His sister was his only sister, the cutest sister.

The onlookers were eager too.

Other people’s children seemed more fun.

Tuanzi immediately exchanged a look with Lu Feiyong, and the two little clever ones quickly blocked the group of adults.

"You can look but don’t touch. If you want to keep watching, you have to buy something inside the store, whether it’s one yuan or a hundred yuan, it all counts!"

Some people walked away directly. Some found it rather interesting; these kids really had a bit of a boss’s air about them and cooperatively bought some items, maybe snacks or instant food to take home, or daily necessities.

After shopping, they continued to watch.

In his dream, Zhong Yi had no idea he was being used by his buddies as a small money-making tool and continued to sleep soundly.

Tuanzi couldn’t help but rub his head, "Little bro, you gotta help us make good money."

[Looks like it’s quite fun to rub]

[Can I just say she looks like she’s rubbing a dog’s head? That’s exactly how I rub my dog’s head]

[These kids really will do anything to make money]

[Am I the only one envious of Zhong Yi’s sleep quality? Even with all that rubbing, he doesn’t wake up, so envious!]

In a building in some city.

An elderly couple was watching a livestream.

They have only one son, and now only Zhong Yi as a grandson, so they pamper this grandson excessively, buying him whatever he wants to eat or play with, and not pushing him to study.

They were very angry with their daughter-in-law for sending their son onto a hardship show. Unfortunately, their son sided with their daughter-in-law, and their resistance was useless, so they could only watch the livestream with reading glasses, feeling sorry for their grandson from afar.

Now seeing their grandson being used as a money-making tool, they were even angrier.

"That Gu Miaomiao is bullying my precious grandson!"

Zhong Yi’s grandma angrily called her daughter-in-law, not caring that she was rehearsing a dance at that moment.

The daughter-in-law didn’t pick up the phone, so she swore a few words in anger, accusing her of just dressing up prettily to flaunt outside and refusing to be a proper housewife.

Much later, dancer Lan Lan finally answered the phone.

Facing her mother-in-law’s accusations, Lan Lan was very calm, "I don’t think Miaomiao bullied him. If you don’t believe it, ask Xiao Yi yourself. If he feels he was bullied, I’ll have him leave the show immediately, how about that?"

Lan Lan had already asked her assistant to record the show, watching it repeatedly during breaks.

Her son acted bossy in front of his grandparents and pretended to be obedient and scared in front of her and her husband, but didn’t change his ways. However, he truly changed in front of the other kids.

Peers influence each other more easily.

She already planned that after the show ended, when she had time for parenting, she would let her son socialize more with his cousins.

Zhong Yi’s grandma was furious.

"You said it, I’ll call and ask him later!"

After the show ended that day, still in the hotel, Zhong Yi received his grandma’s call and immediately sweetly acted spoiled.

"Oh my, my precious grandson, you’ve been worn out, haven’t you?"

The little boy scratched his head, "I wasn’t tired at all today, I mostly just ate and napped, it was so blissful."

Zhong Yi’s grandma: "... Those people are using you as a money tool; how can my precious grandson suffer such grievances?"

The little boy was puzzled.

"Making money while sleeping isn’t a good thing? With the money earned, I can buy snacks, and I even bought hawthorn slices for grandma to help her eat more meals."

Zhong Yi’s grandma was somewhat touched but still felt dissatisfied.

"Did Gu Miaomiao bully you? I saw you seemed scared of her. Did she hit you behind the scenes?"

Zhong Yi’s grandma also knew Tuanzi knew martial arts and was aware they were participating in the show together, constantly fearing Tuanzi might beat people up off-camera without considering Tuanzi’s actual age or her consistent behavior.

"I was bullied? How come I don’t know about it?" Zhong Yi grew even more confused.

The call ended on a sour note.

Zhong Yi, being more sensitive to his grandparent’s feelings, secretly told Tuanzi the next day.

"Sister, why don’t you hit me then?"

Tuanzi, who was busy haggling over prices, was baffled.

"You haven’t done anything wrong, why would I hit you?"

Plus, with that small frame of Zhong Yi’s, it wouldn’t even withstand her punch.

Zhong Yi then recounted the phone call from last night.

Tuanzi: "Does your grandma have something like..."

[Ancient Martial System: Persecution delusion]

"Yes yes, persecution delusion."

Zhong Yi was immediately filled with horror, "Is my grandma sick? What should we do?"

Tuanzi’s mind hadn’t caught up, and upon hearing this, she thought Zhong Yi’s grandma was actually ill, responding instinctively, "You should go to the hospital. When your body is unwell, you have to go to the hospital."

Zhong Yi burst into tears, sobbing as he contacted the director to reach his parents, crying to Lan Lan and her husband that his grandma was sick and needed to be taken to the hospital immediately.

After all the fuss, it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Aside from how Lan Lan and her husband communicated with Zhong Yi’s grandma afterward, Tuanzi, realizing late that Zhong Yi’s grandma had a grievance against her, was somewhat miffed.

She crossed her arms, puffed out her cheeks, not too happy.

"Miaomiao didn’t bully Zhong Yi at all!"

[Ancient Martial System: Yes, she’s slandering, don’t pay mind to such people]

Tuanzi remained unhappy, raising a fist and shaking it fiercely.

"She slandered Miaomiao, how about Miaomiao shows her, isn’t it?"

[Ancient Martial System: !]

The system tried to stop her but could only watch as Tuanzi stomped off assertively to find Zhong Yi.

The little boy, having already understood his grandma wasn’t sick, had exchanged his share earned that day for snacks and was happily counting them.

Before he had even calculated, Tuanzi appeared, puffing with rage in front of him.

Tuanzi waved her fist, "Miaomiao isn’t happy, Miaomiao wants to..." spar with you.

Before she could finish, a pile of snacks appeared before her.

She blinked her dark eyes, perplexed as she looked at Zhong Yi, slowly lowering her little fist.

The young boy instinctively handed over snacks, "Eating makes you happy, do you want some?"

Tuanzi immediately deflated like a pricked balloon.

[Ancient Martial System: He’s better than his grandma, don’t vent your anger on him]

[Miaomiao: Got it, Miaomiao is not one to vent anger, not reconciling with him just because of snacks]