"Daddy, why can't we change clothes with Mommy?" Little Pumpkin asked, tilting his little head in confusion.
Well, at first, people wouldn't really notice the father and son standing outside like door gods. But once Little Pumpkin spoke up, the passersby instantly understood the situation.
Especially the neighbors living next door and opposite them, who all looked at them with sympathetic eyes. A little girl even lectured her dad, "Dad, isn't Mom more gentle?"
"I guess so!"
"You better listen to Mom and don't make her angry. Otherwise, you'll end up like them."
"..."
Nan Mufeng's lips twitched, and Little Pumpkin suddenly realized, dissatisfiedly accusing Nan Mufeng, "Daddy! Did you do something wrong again!"
The little guy's voice was loud and full of momentum.
The awkward situation instantly became even more awkward.
Facing those strange looks, Nan Mufeng wished he could dig a hole and hide in it.
