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

That evening, at the Zhou family's residence.

The siblings stayed at Liu Xiaoli's house for half a month.

In the afternoon, the old lady called again, her voice filled with alarming grievance: "Have I raised two ungrateful wretches? They haven't even settled down yet, and I'm already left alone in an empty house?"

The old lady's words were not without reason.

Although the children are as close to Liu's mother and daughter as family, don't you care about how this old woman feels?

Is it because I've lacked food for you, or because I've lacked things for you to play with?

Can't you come back and make this house lively again?

So the four of them moved the battlefield and returned to the Zhou family.

With so many people and such a large appetite, we had an extra meal tonight—ten dishes again. The old lady looked delighted, constantly piling food onto the two younger children's plates: "Qianqian, eat more! You're so thin, you've even lost your front teeth!"

After saying that, she turned to Zhou Xiaobai and teased, "Did you eat all the good stuff from your cousin's house?"

The old lady was quite the drama queen, always using double entendres and insulting people without even thinking.

Da Meili was trying to suppress her laughter as she looked at the two little figures with their mouths stuffed full, but she didn't expect the boomerang to immediately pierce her.

"Yes, yes, at home you only give me two eggs a day, but when I go to my cousin's house, I get six eggs a day."

Zhou Xiaobai glanced at Liu Xiaoli and carefully conveyed the main point—her older cousin's family makes fried rice with eggs every day, and if there aren't enough vegetables, they add eggs. If they want to have a treat, they can only sneak off to a restaurant with Liu Qianqian.

"Mmm! Grandma, Mom is so generous. Look how round my face is, doesn't it look like an egg?" Liu Qianqian pointed to her round face and added.

The two sang in perfect harmony, their voices blending seamlessly.

"you--"

Zhou Wenqiong's eyes widened, and Liu Xiaoli gritted her teeth in anger—wasn't this clearly saying that we can't cook and that we're starving you?

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The old lady was overjoyed. How could she not know that her two older children couldn't cook?

She glanced at the two women's figures, her mind racing: These girls looked like pampered young ladies who never lifted a finger. In the old days, with figures like that, they'd be afraid of leeches sucking their blood dry if they went to work in the fields. They'd have to worry about not getting enough heat to warm the bed.

Da Meili buried herself in her food, but a cold glint flashed in her eyes!

You two little bastards, are you trying to sabotage us indirectly?

If you don't eat well during the day, won't we give you big steamed buns as a snack at night?

Do you have any conscience?

We're having a symposium soon, and if that's really the case, hehehe!

During the afternoon dance rehearsal, as the music and singing played, Liu Xiaoli felt increasingly uneasy.

Why does this voice sound a bit like my daughter's?

Zhou Wenqiong had also sensed something was wrong, but Chen Minghua said it was sung by a minor singer named "Liu Yifei," so she didn't investigate further.

But when Liu Xiaoli mentioned it, she became more and more suspicious. She tried to find people at Times Records to inquire, but they all shook their heads and denied it. They had all signed confidentiality agreements and no one dared to let out a word. If they really leaked the secret, they would not only be fined, but also fired.

The two then called Wang Shuzhen at the orphanage, whose reply was even more shrewd: "How long has your daughter been learning from me? She's only been studying sporadically, she hasn't even scratched the surface. If she were to release an album, wouldn't I be making a huge fuss about it everywhere?"

Wang Shuzhen kept Zhou Xiaobai's request to keep it a secret, and no one except the orphanage's finance department knew anything about it.

Besides, my good grandson was kidnapped by your Zhou family. To be honest, how can I swallow this insult?

Although Wang Shuzhen was happy that the orphanage child was adopted, she later regretted it when she found out that the child was such a precious treasure. If she hadn't been familiar with the old lady of the Zhou family, she would have refunded the money and returned the child long ago.

Since we can't find out anything from outside, we'll just have to interrogate those two little brats tonight.

However, they weren't sure if they could uncover anything from the interrogation.

But how do you know it won't work if you don't try?

At 9 p.m., Zhou Xiaobai and Liu Qianqian came out of the bathroom after their water fight.

Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Wenqiong, leaning against the bed, saw the two little ones emerge. They smiled at each other and patted the empty space in the middle: "Get on the bed quickly, it's cold—"

That smile was chilling, making Zhou Xiaobai and Liu Qianqian feel a sudden panic.

The two exchanged glances, their eyes full of questions.

"Sister... Sister... Let's go sleep over there, it's too crowded here..." Zhou Xiaobai tried to remain calm and pulled Liu Qianqian towards the small bedroom next door.

Zhou Wenqiong didn't answer, but instead threw back the covers and beckoned to the two of them: "Aren't you going to get in bed?"

Liu Xiaoli also looked at her strangely, "Qianqian, hurry up, if you sleep in too late you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning and you'll be late."

"Mom...Mom...It's hot here. My brother and I will sleep in the next room...is that okay?" Liu Qianqian carefully moved her feet out.

"No way—" Da Meili said in unison.

The sound startled the two little ones so much that their hearts jumped to 250: Was this... going to attack them again?

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Xiaobai asked again hesitantly, his feet feeling like they were made of lead, as he slowly and reluctantly moved to the bedside.

Zhou Wenqiong grabbed his arm and pulled him to the middle of the bed. Liu Xiaoli did the same to Liu Qianqian.

Then he stared intently at the two little figures, his eyes seeming to see right through them.

"Xixi, tell me honestly, are you hiding something from me?" Liu Xiaoli's voice was deep and powerful.

Liu Qianqian was confused. "Aside from the fried rice you made, Ququ, I didn't do anything wrong today, did I?" she thought. "Mom, what are you talking about? What could I possibly be hiding from you?"

"Haha, look how scared you are. Mom has something good to ask you." Liu Xiaoli changed her tactics, first giving a slap on the wrist, then a treat. "You know Mom and Auntie got a big job, that's how the car came about. I was thinking, how many good deeds are there in this world? The record company said privately that you sang that song, and you arranged the dance too." As she spoke, her eyes swept over the two children, waiting for the answer.

"If you ask me, this is a good thing. Why did you two keep it from us? It's fine to give the money to Mom and Auntie, but wouldn't it be better to give it to us directly? Why make us sign a contract? Doesn't that mean we have to pay more taxes?" Zhou Wenqiong did some calculations on her fingers, and then, driven by self-interest, she started to extract information. "Look, now we've lost 100,000 from the 500,000. Isn't that a waste?"

These words made Zhou Xiaobai and Liu Qianqian's hearts pound again, but they immediately relaxed. They had already prepared for Da Meili's suspicions—the record company and Grandma Wang had already been informed, so they weren't worried about any problems.

Thinking of this, Liu Qianqian mustered her courage: "Mom, that's impossible. My voice sounds like a duck's quack. If I sang well, I would have sung for you at home long ago."

"Yeah, if Qianqian had that singing talent, she would have already mastered 'The Red Lantern'..." Before Zhou Xiaobai could finish speaking, he stirred up a hornet's nest, and Liu Qianqian started punching him with her little fists.

"You want to be my elder, you want to be my cousin, Zhou Xiaobai, just give up on that idea—" Liu Qianqian gritted her teeth—she really gritted them, and she bit down on Zhou Xiaobai's neck.

Da Meili was dumbfounded—here we go again, her brother is up to his old tricks again.

Alright! No need to ask anymore, now it's time to save the day.

The symposium ended without any resolution.