Chapter 9 — After Getting Married, I Conquered My Grandson Who Lost His Voice First

As soon as our family of three walked in, the surrounding eyes were clearly focused on this direction. There's no way. One is a cold, handsome father unlike normal parents, the other is a brilliant young mother with a high lethality, plus in the middle is an obedient, handsome boy. This combination is truly eye-catching. I even heard the parents next door whispering loudly: "Whose father is that? He's handsome beyond the limit!" “The mother is also so beautiful, just like a star.” "The child in the middle is Chu Du An from the kindergarten class, right? Normally he doesn't talk much?" My heart fluttered when I heard it, but on the outside I still pretended to be calm. The homeroom teacher quickly walked over to greet her, smiling and greeting: "Du An's father, Du An's mother, you two are here." The sound of "Mother Du An" makes my chest vibrate. I reflexively looked at Chu Du An. The boy did not object at all, just obediently stood next to me, his fingers gently grasping the hem of my shirt. Suddenly an indescribable joy welled up in my heart. The initial competition categories went very smoothly. Especially three-legged running. At first, I was worried that I would hinder my progress, but when it came to the actual competition, Chu Nghien Tu and Chu Du An were so compatible that I just had to run after them and shout slogans. In the end we won second prize. I excitedly hugged Chu Du An and spun around on the spot. "See! Your little aunt is truly a genius athlete!" Chu Du An was dizzy when I turned him around, blushing as he typed: 【He's a good little guy.】

“This boy, why does his elbow keep pointing out like that?” I intentionally glared at it.

Chu Nghien Tu stood next to us, looking at us with a faint smile in his eyes. At that moment, I even thought today would pass smoothly and peacefully like this forever. During free time, I went to the bathroom once. When I turned back, I saw from afar that the sand pit over there had a few boys gathered in a circle. Chu Du An stood in the middle, his small face tense, his hand clutching a small sand shovel. The fat boy in charge was making evil faces at him, his voice was shrill and shrill:

"You're the dumb guy who can't talk!" "My mother told me, your parents don't need you anymore, so you have to live with someone else!" "You're not someone else's child at all, you're a scavenged item!"

My head made a buzzing sound, anger rising to the top of my head. I stepped on my sneakers and walked quickly, pulling Chu Du An behind me. “Who taught you to talk like that?” The fat boy was startled by me, but still argued: "That's the way it is! He can't speak, he's dumb!" “And you, you're not his biological mother—” Before he could finish his sentence, my face turned cold: “Whether he's his biological mother or not, there's no need for a brat like me to decide.” “But you open your mouth and make fun of other people's pain, which shows that your family's teachings are very problematic.” The fat boy's face turned pale, and the next second he cried loudly. As soon as this cry sounded, from a distance, a well-dressed woman immediately rushed forward, stepping on high heels, with a sad look on her face, hugging the child in her arms. "What's going on? You're an adult, why are you bullying my son?" I sneered: “You should ask your son about this question correct." She looked at me up and down, her tone very aggressive: "What's wrong with a few children arguing? To the point where you have to raise your opinion like that?” “Besides, what my son said is not wrong. Who doesn't know that your child is mute, and that her biological parents are no longer there—"

“Shut up!” This time I got really mad.

The other woman seemed to be startled by me for a second, then immediately got angry and raised her hand to push me: "Who are you yelling at?" The force of her hand was not small, I was pushed back, my legs wobbled, I almost fell. At that exact moment, Chu Du An, who had always been standing behind me, suddenly jumped up to block me. His small body covered the front, his shoulders were tense, his whole body was trembling. But it still lives and dies with its arms wide open, just like a small animal risking its life to protect something precious. The next second, I heard a hoarse, trembling, but clear voice: "Don't... bully her." Everything around immediately became quiet. My breathing also stopped. Chu Du An's face was red, her eyes were filled with tears, her chest was heaving violently, as if every word she said used up all her strength. But the boy still struggled with every word and said it again. “You guys are not allowed… to bully my little aunt.” I was stunned and stood rooted to the spot. It opened its mouth. The boy who, since the first day I walked in the door, only communicated with me through this electronic board, has actually opened his mouth. My eyes suddenly blurred. And that woman was obviously also stunned. After reacting, her face turned pale and pale, and she opened her mouth to say something. But suddenly a cold, terrifying male voice rang out behind him. “What do you want to say to my wife and children?” I turned my head. Not far away, Chu Nghien Tu was walking slowly, his face extremely quiet. The sunlight fell on his body, but the atmosphere around him was cold as if suppressing a storm. At that moment I suddenly realized... This matter absolutely cannot be ignored so easily. When Chu Nghien Tu walked next to him, the first person he looked at was me. “Are you injured anywhere?” I was stunned, just as I was about to say okay, he reached out and grabbed my arm. His eyes scanned from top to bottom, confirming that I was not injured, and his expression relaxed a bit. After that, he lowered his eyes and looked at Chu Du An who was standing in front of me. The boy still maintained his posture with his arms wide open, his shoulders tense, his whole body trembling, as if the last two sentences had exhausted all his strength. Chu Nghien Tu's eyes slightly condensed, he knelt down on one knee, his voice low: "Du An, look at me." Chu Du An slowly turned his head, his eyes red. He opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to say something more, but only choked sounds came out of his throat. Chu Nghien Tu reached out, gently held the boy's neck, and pulled the boy into his arms. “Okay, that's great.” I stood next to him, tears almost flowing out on the spot. I really didn't expect it. The first person who forced the boy to open his mouth was not a doctor, not a psychologist, nor the family members who had been with him for two years. Which is an insult aimed at me. The other woman was also clearly aware of the bad situation, her face changed continuously, forcing out a smile: "Mr. Chu, misunderstandings, they are all misunderstandings. Children are just playing together, I just have a few words of advice..."

“Some advice?” Chu Nghien Tu stood up straight, his cold eyes without any warmth. “Making fun of a child who lost his parents is called advice?” “Pushing my wife in the middle of a crowded place is called a misunderstanding?”

His tone was not loud at all, it could even be considered calm. But the calmer you are, the more chills people get. The woman moved her lips, stubbornly justifying: "I didn't mean to push her, she threatened my son to cry first—" I laughed coldly, and was about to open my mouth, but Chu Nghien Tu pulled me and hid me behind him. "Your son is still young, he doesn't understand things, he can be taught." “You are an adult.” “When adults do wrong, they have to pay the price.” The woman was really panicked this time. She looked around at the increasingly crowded crowd, her voice began to tremble: "Mr. Chu, today is the kindergarten's festival, why do we have to make a big deal out of it..."

“It's you who's causing trouble.” Chu Nghien Tu coldly interrupted her. “Now, apologize to my wife and children.”