Pabor was stunned. He stared at Amy with his mouth agape, his three years old head seemingly not quite understanding what Amy meant.
The guests couldn't help but laugh at the scene. The two little ones were adorable, and their conversation was even cuter. However, even when dealing with children, Amy's sharp tongue remained unchanged.
"This girl." Mai Ge couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. Amy was only four years old, about five centimeters taller than that mushroom-headed boy. She would wobble when she carried the Ugly Duckling, so it was obviously a bit difficult for her to carry that little mushroom-headed boy. But the truth she was telling was a bit heartbreaking.
"Sis... Sister, don't hug me." Pabor seemed to come to his senses after a moment of stunned silence. He turned to look at Jergi and said with a wronged expression, pouting as if he was about to cry.
Jergi looked at Pabor and opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. It seemed that he had dragged both of his sons into this mess.
"Are we underestimating the destructive power of Little Boss on children?" Harrison asked softly from the side.
"Perhaps." Jergi nodded in agreement, but he couldn't very well step forward to chime in now, as it seemed like no one was wrong.
"How could you say that about Pabor!" Palmer stepped forward, shielding Pabor behind him, and looked at Amy with some anger.
"Brother." Pabor shrank back behind him, looking aggrieved.
"If you want to hug him, I won't stop you." Amy said, shrugging her shoulders as she looked at Palmer with an indifferent expression.
Palmer's expression froze, not expecting Amy to react this way. He slowly turned his head to look at Pabor.
"Brother, hug me, hug me!" Pabor looked at him with shining eyes, opened his arms and said in a childish voice, his little face becoming excited again.
The eyes of the other guests also fell on Palmer. While praising Amy's quick thinking, they were also curious about how Palmer, who looked a little older than Amy and Pabor, would handle the situation.
Although Palmer is not very old, but he already looks like a dashing young gentleman, probably because he inherited his mother's looks. Except for his eyebrows and eyes, he doesn't resemble Jergi at all. He is definitely a handsome young man. If he could pick up his younger brother and comfort him this time, it would be even more heartwarming.
"Pabor, be good, I'll hug you again next time." Palmer looked at Pabor, who was about to rush over with his little arms outstretched, but instead raised his hand and pressed his forehead, saying with a somewhat complicated expression, "You've really gained weight recently. You're really fat."
Pabor's forehead was pressed down, preventing him from moving forward any further. He looked up at Palmer, his expression becoming even more aggrieved. He pouted and said, "Brother, you don't even hug me... and you said I'm fat, even worse than the older sister!"
"Pfft—" A girl sitting at the next table burst out laughing. Luckily, she didn't have anything in her mouth. Looking at the three little ones, she covered her mouth and couldn't stop laughing.
Palmer blushed. He had come over to support Pabor, but unexpectedly, he ended up being disliked. He felt a little wronged, but Pabor had really gained weight recently. He used to be able to carry him on his back, but now Pabor could knock him down if he jumped on him.
Amy glanced at the aggrieved Pabor, then looked at Palmer seriously and said, "How could you say that about Mushroom Head? He's only three years old, how can he bear the description of 'fat'?"
"I..." Palmer opened his mouth, but what he said didn't seem to be any different from what Amy said, so why was he being criticized now? However, looking at Pabor with tears welling up in his eyes, he also felt a little guilty. It seemed that he had really spoken too harshly. He reached out and touched Pabor's head, nodded seriously, and said, "Pabor, be good. It was brother's fault. Brother will eat more and grow taller and stronger so that I can carry you in the future."
"Mmm." Pabor immediately became obedient after being patted on the head, and a smile returned to his little face as he happily nodded.
"Yes, that's how you're a good kid now." Amy nodded with a look of satisfaction.
"Huh?" Palmer and Pabor turned to look at Amy at the same time, as if something was not quite right. This old-fashioned tone and words, aren't they all just kids?
"Go and line up properly. No loud noises or running around in the restaurant. If you disturb other customers, you'll get a spanking." Amy said seriously to the two of them.
"Spanking?" Pabor's face immediately showed a hint of panic as he looked around, seemingly searching for someone.
"A real man doesn't accept this kind of punishment!" Palmer said stubbornly, clenching his fist.
"I'll get Uncle Blue Fatty to catch you." Amy's gaze fell on Jergi.
"Dad?" Palmer raised an eyebrow, turning to look at Jergi, seeking his support.
"Palmer, the Little Boss was talking about basic dining etiquette. Did you remember it? If you and Pabor do anything rude in the restaurant, I really will spank you." Jergi looked at Palmer and Pabor with a serious expression, then gave Amy a kind smile. Sure enough, daughters are the cutest.
Palmer and Pabor exchanged a glance, suddenly feeling a strange sense of unease. Their father was so serious towards them, yet he smiled so kindly at Amy. This situation seemed a bit ominous.
"Big Sister, I like Big Sister." Pabor called out to Amy again.
"But I like little sisters." Amy said honestly, spreading her hands.
"Waaah, the Big Sister doesn't like me. I want to become a little sister. Only when I become a little sister will the Big Sister like me..." Pabor finally cried in grievance, tears falling down his face.
"You're three years old now, you need to learn to be strong, you can't cry all the time." Amy said earnestly.
Pabor's crying and tears stopped immediately. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he still looked aggrieved.
"Pabor, come on, don't embarrass yourself." Palmer reached out and took Pabor's little hand.
"This must be the legendary young man killer... There isn't a single one who can hold their own against her." Harrison sighed, nudging Jergi with his elbow and laughing, "Looks like your childhood sweetheart cultivation plan has completely failed."
"I can only say that Boss Mai's level of skill is too high, his daughter is too clever." Jergi nodded with a wry smile, but his eyes quickly lit up with anticipation. He laughed and said, "When I have a daughter in the future, I'll teach her the same way. Any brats who dare approach her will have their legs broken! Trying to make a move on my little princess is simply courting death!"
"Meow!" The Ugly Duckling woke up at some point, poked its head out to look at Pabor and meowed.
"Hmm? An orange kitten!" Pabor's eyes, which had been looking a little aggrieved, suddenly lit up. Full of curiosity, he leaned forward, looked up at Amy, and pleaded, "Big Sister, little kitten, I want to hug it."
"There is absolutely no way she would let you hold the little kitten." Palmer said firmly.
The guests were all looking at Amy. This little cat named Ugly Duckling had never been held by anyone before. Mushroom Head little boy was probably going to be sad again.
Amy looked at Pabor, whose face was still streaked with tears, hesitated for a moment, and then handed him the Ugly Duckling, saying, "Here you go, but be careful, the Ugly Duckling has gotten fat lately."
"I'm just a little kitten! Why do I have to bear the word 'fat'?" The Ugly Duckling stared wide-eyed, looking unwilling and questioning its existence.
"How is that possible! After eating this tofu pudding, the scars on my hands have actually faded!" Just then, a surprised voice came from the side.