Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace

Chapter 825 - 89: Other Than You, I’m Not Afraid of Anything! [Second Update]

Yige watched his blurry figure disappear around the corner of the house, her slightly upturned lips slowly sinking down, her dense eyelashes also lowered. The courtyard now was left with only her, solitary and looking particularly thin and desolate.

About half an hour later, Lei Yicheng came out from around the corner with two steaming bowls of noodles.

Tang Yige heard footsteps and turned her gaze in his direction.

Besides being able to vaguely see his tall silhouette, Tang Yige couldn’t quite make out if he was holding anything.

As Lei Yicheng approached, Tang Yige finally smelled the aroma of the noodles.

Tang Yige smirked, "Where’d you get these?"

"The kitchen!" Lei Yicheng said, carefully placing one bowl on the round table in front of Yige and handing her a pair of chopsticks, "Try it."

"Did you make it?" Tang Yige lowered her head, wanting to take a closer look at the noodles in front of her.

"Don’t get so close, watch your eyes."

Lei Yicheng reached out a finger and tapped Yige’s forehead.

Yige pouted, the corners of her mouth curving, and moved her face a bit away from the noodle bowl.

Holding the chopsticks, she picked up some noodles and brought them to her mouth.

Lei Yicheng stared intently at Yige, his expression a bit tense.

Yige sucked the noodles into her mouth, chewed, and swallowed. Her face showed no expression, so it was hard to tell if it was delicious, average, or terrible.

"How is it?" Lei Yicheng asked, watching her.

"Hmm."

Yige looked up and smiled at him, "Let me try another bite."

"..." Lei Yicheng clicked his tongue, a smile playing in his deep eyes, but he intentionally put on a disdainful look, "Hurry up and eat!"

Tang Yige nodded, picked up a big chunk, and fed it to her mouth.

"Slow down! No one’s going to snatch it from you, be careful, it’s hot!" Lei Yicheng urged.

"Mmm, it’s not hot..." Tang Yige said unclearly, with noodles in her mouth.

Lei Yicheng frowned, looking helplessly into Yige’s eyes.

After finishing a bunch, Yige only slightly filled her empty stomach. She then gave an appraisal of Lei Yicheng’s cooking, "Authentic Yangchun noodles!"

Lei Yicheng laughed, his cold face softening, and excitedly tapped Yige’s head with chopsticks, "You know good stuff!"

"Hey, you’re so annoying! I was praising you, why are you hitting my head?"

Tang Yige pretended to be angry and glared at him.

Lei Yicheng chuckled foolishly, "Tapping your head means I like you, didn’t you know that."

"No, I didn’t!" Tang Yige said.

"Pretending." Lei Yicheng hummed lowly, his gaze at Tang Yige was a bit resentful.

Tang Yige didn’t say anything, she lowered her head and continued eating noodles.

Lei Yicheng watched her for a while, then also picked up his noodles and quickly finished them, eating in a very manly manner.

Tang Yige listened to the sound of him eating noodles, her mouth couldn’t help but turn upward. She picked up a strand of noodles and put it in her mouth, asking, "Yicheng, do you usually cook for yourself?"

"I can’t cook." Lei Yicheng said, "No one ever taught me, and I was too lazy to learn."

"..." Tang Yige was slightly stunned, looking up at him, "Then how do you know how to make noodles?"

"Noodles, I learned from a little chef in the kitchen this afternoon when you were napping, because I was bored." Lei Yicheng spoke with some pride, "Let me tell you, Yige, I’m not boasting, but anything I, Lei Yicheng, want to do, there’s nothing I can’t accomplish."

Then, Lei Yicheng sighed, looking at Yige, "Except for you."

Tang Yige smiled at him, "Then how did you survive those years?"

Lei Yicheng’s parents passed away early, leaving when he was still young.

If, as he said, he couldn’t even cook, how did he manage to live?

"Survive? By collecting protection fees." Lei Yicheng said casually.

Tang Yige frowned, tightening her grip on the chopsticks, "You were only a teenager back then, weren’t you scared?"

Lei Yicheng raised his eyebrows, "What have I ever been scared of, other than you?"

"..." Tang Yige’s mouth twitched. She was initially feeling a bit sad, but now she felt nothing.

Pouting her lips, Tang Yige lowered her head and continued eating noodles.

About three minutes passed.

Lei Yicheng’s deep, masculine voice resonated in the courtyard.

"At first, I was with a big brother who was ten years older than me. He would take me every day to block students at primary or middle school entrances to collect protection fees, seventy percent for him and thirty percent for me.

I lived a somewhat ’easy’ life without working, using the protection fees we collected every day. But if you walk too much at night, eventually you’ll encounter a ghost.

We weren’t the only ones collecting protection fees at the schools, and later, because we collected so much, the others who also collected protection fees weren’t happy.

One day, just after we ’collected’ a hundred yuan in protection fees from a junior high student, and before we could split the money, we were surrounded by a group of people wielding wooden sticks."

Lei Yicheng recounted the story in a low, reminiscent tone, "Guess what happened next?"