Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Children’s electric model, the main thing is...

It still has three wheels!

Especially when compared to Jiang Chengsi’s motorcycle, it’s simply a miniaturized version, nowhere near his imposing coolness.

Jiang Chengsi pointed at the little motorcycle, ”Let me tell you, this motorcycle has powerful features, comfortable seats, and even lights. Look at the red-black color scheme, so classic, easy to operate, and it has a throttle.”

”Once you ride this motorcycle, you’re the coolest guy in all of Beijing!”

”By the way, it can also play music, stories, and ancient poems. Let me give you a demonstration...”

As Jiang Chengsi operated it, a series of beep-beep sounds came from the motorcycle, followed by a rather melodramatic mechanical voice, starting to play that classic:

”What do you call your dad’s dad, your dad’s dad is called grandpa...”

Jiang Xiaowai blinked, looking at Jiang Chengsi, her round eyes full of big question marks.

The little one was disdainful inside.

A few minutes later, riding the little motorcycle, tootling around everywhere, it was hard on Jiang Chengsi...

The child was sent to his house, he couldn’t possibly let Jiang Xiaowai out of his sight.

The result was Jiang Xiaowai riding the little motorcycle, speeding like crazy, and he could only chase after her!

”Jiang Mutang, slow down for me!”

”Uncle, the wind is so strong, what are you saying, I can’t hear——”

”I said slow down.”

You little brat!

In response, there was only Jiang Xiaowai’s kettlebell-like laughter, almost driving him to despair.

The parents took their daughter out, leaving the house instantly quiet, Si Qingxiao watched Jiang Xiaowai riding the motorcycle with Jiang Chengsi chasing after, feeling a bit helplessly amused.

Other families take their children for walks, but here it’s turned into the child taking him for a walk.

Jiang Xiaowai rode the three-wheeled motorcycle back refreshed, while Jiang Chengsi was panting from exhaustion, and she still had to add, ”Uncle, your stamina is so poor.”

Si Qingxiao burst out laughing, handed the little one a cup of freshly squeezed mixed juice, ”Thank you, Auntie.”

”I’ll get you some snacks too.” Si Qingxiao smiled, and when she returned with some cookies and pastries, she saw Jiang Xiaowai earnestly discussing motorcycles with Jiang Chengsi again.

”Uncle, when will you teach me to drift?”

Jiang Chengsi twitched at the corner of his mouth, you kid riding an electric motorcycle, you want to drift, how reckless. But he didn’t want to discourage the child, ”That’s a very impressive skill, let’s talk about it once you get the basics down.”

”Then let’s find some time to ride motorcycles together.”

”...”

”Oh, but my motorcycle can’t carry passengers.”

Jiang Chengsi felt a headache coming on, you want to carry passengers?

”I’ll get you one that can carry someone later.”

The result was that Jiang Xiaowai rode around on the motorcycle she received, taking her sister everywhere around the Si Family neighborhood, wherever there was a road, they hadn’t left a single spot unexplored.

Naming it: ”Taking my little sister for a ride!”

He kept a watchful eye, and with an electric three-wheeled motorcycle, it’s quite stable, unlikely to tip over. Just one thing drove Jiang Chengsi nuts; it runs on batteries, and if it runs out of charge midway.

The child sat on the bike, and he pushed from behind or found something to pull it from the front.

So taking care of kids is really tough.

**

In short, Jiang Xiaowai spent a day at the Si Family, eating and drinking freely, and finally rode off on her motorcycle, leaving Jiang Chengsi sweating buckets.

”I’ve found you a change of clothes, go take a shower.” Si Qingxiao smiled at him, ”I told you long ago, buying Mutang a motorcycle would end up being a headache for you.”

”It’s rare for him to enjoy it.”

Jiang Chengsi himself liked cars, and when their Little Tuanzi was very small, he bought her a helmet and took her for rides, even taking her to watch racing competitions, which she was very interested in. However, Si Yushan didn’t really agree with him taking the child racing all the time.

It’s part of being a parent; the mindset is different. Playing with cars personally, knowing how dangerous this field can be, Jiang Chengsi didn’t really want his daughter involved.

Moreover, raising boys and girls is always different.