Chapter 172: Advance Consumption

"Yangyang's dad, you must not act rashly!" Teacher Yang was frightened by this posture. "Blind corporal punishment cannot solve the problem. The most urgent task is still to tackle the root cause from the perspective of ideology."

"I understand, Teacher Yang," Chang Yu said with a frustrated and exasperated sigh. "I will take responsibility and communicate with him properly. Such incidents will not happen again, I promise you."

Hearing this, Teacher Yang breathed a sigh of relief, her expression softening considerably, at least no longer as panicked as before.

"That is for the best, both for the sake of those female students and for you parents," she said.

"Surely you wouldn't want a mob of angry parents coming to hold you accountable?"

Chang Yu tilted his head and imagined the scene of being chased down the main street by a group of furious fathers and mothers wielding brooms, mops, and even rolling pins, while screaming at him to clear their daughters' names. He couldn't help but shudder.

No!

He absolutely could not let things evolve into that state!

Before the situation escalated to a severe degree, this crooked and unhealthy trend had to be nipped in the bud.

"Yangyang, get out here!" As soon as he returned home, Chang Yu shouted angrily and in exasperation.

"What is it, what is it?" Yangyang stumbled out of the bedroom, looking half-asleep.

"What time is it, and you're still sleeping!" Chang Yu felt that bitter frustration of watching iron fail to become steel.

Why were other people's children so well-behaved, while his own was so mischievous and woke up so late?

"Ah... what are you shouting about early in the morning? Isn't kindergarten on holiday today?" Yangyang let out a huge yawn and replied lazily.

"I'm asking you, did you trick your female classmates at school into kissing you? And that if they didn't, you wouldn't give them chocolate!"

The more Chang Yu thought about it, the angrier he became. He directly pulled the belt from his waist and strode menacingly toward Yangyang.

"You... how did you know?" The moment Yangyang heard those words, he woke up instantly. Where was there any trace of sleepiness left on his face?

"Ah! I get it now! So our head teacher wasn't after your body; she was after my body!"

Especially upon seeing the belt in Chang Yu's hand, he immediately shuddered in fright and turned tail to run.

"How did I know?" Mentioning this made Chang Yu furious.

"Your head teacher told me to my face! You've completely disgraced my old face!"

"Tell me, what normal child acts like you, trying to take advantage of female classmates every single day?"

"If I don't beat the bloom off your backside today, my surname isn't Chang!"

With that, his left hand lunged fiercely to grab Yangyang while his right hand raised the belt high. The coordination of his hands was surprisingly and flawlessly synchronized.

How could Yangyang possibly match someone skilled like Chang Yu? Before he could run far, Chang Yu grabbed him by the back of his collar and hoisted him up into the air.

"Whack!"

The belt in the right hand descended mercilessly onto Yangyang's bottom. With just a single strike, the belt produced a thunderous roar, comparable to a Hollywood action movie sound effect.

"Ah, ah, ah... it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Yangyang bared his teeth in agony. Sweat instantly broke out on his little head, and his face turned the color of a pig's liver.

For all the years he had lived, when had Yangyang ever suffered such a grievance? His heart was filled with boundless indignation.

"Let go, let go right now!" Seeing that Chang Yu's second blow with the belt was about to fall, Yangyang immediately flailed his short legs, kicking and struggling incessantly.

"Whack!"

That was the second strike. Chang Yu's genuine anger had been ignited this time; he was truly determined to teach this scoundrel of a son a lesson.

Howling at the top of his lungs under the lashes, Yangyang issued a loud threat: "Put your young master down right now, or else I won't be polite with you!"

"Oh ho, now you're threatening me? Let's see just how you plan on not being polite with me today." Chang Yu smiled disdainfully, suddenly feeling as though everything was completely under his control.

Yangyang was already caught in his grasp, with no path to the heavens and no door into the earth. He simply refused to believe this brat could flip the heavens over inside the palm of his hand.

"You forced me to do this!" Yangyang turned vicious as well.

Closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, he viciously thrust his foot... straight toward Chang Yu's crotch.

"Ouch!"

Chang Yu's face instantly assumed a mask of pure agony. His body convulsed repeatedly, arching like a giant boiled shrimp as tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes.

"Good grief, you actually fight dirty!"

The crotch was a man's most vulnerable spot. Taking a hit there could range from shattered eggs to lost life!

Seeing that Chang Yu had lost his mobility, Yangyang instantly broke free from his restraint and hit the floor with a thud.

Almost the exact moment his two feet touched the ground, Yangyang bolted frantically toward the door, shouting at the top of his lungs as he ran:

"Aunt Katerina, Aunt Katerina!"

"Help! Save me!"

"Chang Yu has... Chang Yu has gone crazy!"

..........

"So, that's how it happened?" Katerina listened to Chang Yu's narrative with a head full of black lines, her temples throbbing with a ferocious ache.

On a proper day off, Katerina had planned to stay at home, leisurely applying a facial mask and checking out the trendiest wellness tips of the year.

Who could have imagined that before she even started on her mask, trouble would deliver itself straight to her doorstep?

She simply couldn't understand it. Did she really look that much like those empathetic older sisters on the radio who resolved family disputes?

Why did Chang Yu and Yangyang run over to her place every single time they had a domestic dispute?

What was even more outrageous was that it was one thing for Yangyang to expect her to resolve the dispute, but why on earth was he calling her "aunt"?

She was only twenty-two this year—right at the prime of a woman's youth, the most beautiful and youthful age of a woman's life. How on earth had she inexplicably been reduced to an aunt?

At this thought, Katerina let out a silent sigh, feeling a faint, inexplicable sense of grievance in her chest.

"This matter is obviously Yangyang's fault," Katerina finally said, offering a fair judgment.

"Using chocolate to coax and deceive those innocent little girls—that really is going a bit too far!"

"Right? Exactly what I'm saying," Chang Yu chimed in, echoing her sentiment with a look of agony.

"When you go to school tomorrow, remember to properly apologize to every single female classmate you took advantage of," Katerina continued.

As a woman standing from the perspective of the victim, she couldn't stand Yangyang's player-like behavior either.

Yet no matter how much dissatisfaction she felt, she couldn't bring herself to lower herself to Yangyang's level.

After all... Yangyang was still just a child!

Faced with a child, what could she possibly say?

"Starting tomorrow, your three-yuan daily allowance is canceled..." Chang Yu said with a stern face, setting the tone for the matter.

Ever since Yangyang started kindergarten, Chang Yu had given him a three-yuan allowance every day. This had already become routine.

He had originally wondered if three yuan was a bit too little and whether he should raise it to five yuan. Now, it seemed his initial thought was completely redundant.

The moment this brat had any money in his pocket, he spent it all on chocolate for his female classmates. Giving it to him was simply fueling a crooked trend.

"That won't do!" Before Chang Yu could finish, Yangyang was the first to object.

"What won't do? You freeloading freeloader, and you're even trying to bargain with me?" Chang Yu flared up, feeling entirely that this scoundrel had no genuine remorse and clearly hadn't realized his own mistakes.

Young children were bound to be tempted by all sorts of things and go astray.

Chang Yu felt it was necessary to straighten out this crookedly growing sapling named Yangyang.

"I still owe Xiaoli three chocolates, Xiaojia five lollipops, Xiaocong two Shaqima pastries, and Xiaofang a pack of spicy strips!"

"Didn't you always teach me that if you make a promise to someone, you have to keep it? I promised them delicious treats."

"And now, you've cut off my allowance. What am I supposed to use to pay back what I owe them? How am I supposed to fulfill the promise I made back then?"

"Hold on a second," Chang Yu waved his hand to halt Yangyang's lengthy monologue. "Weren't you giving them snacks? How come you ended up owing them instead?"

Hearing Chang Yu's question, Katerina perked her ears up as well, holding her breath and focusing her attention.

In truth, regarding Chang Yu's question, she was quite curious herself.

"Do you even have to ask?" Yangyang's smug voice sounded exceptionally grating. "Does your young master not even get to run a tab?"

"Some of the girls wanted to get the good stuff from me a bit earlier, but I didn't have any money on hand."

"So I just let them kiss me first, and then told them I'd pay them back slowly once I had money. Isn't that it?"

Good grief, this kid Yangyang was far more promising than Chang Yu.

The boy had long since self-taught and grasped the concept of advance consumption.

As for Chang Yu, he had been on so many blind dates and not a single one had ever succeeded.

"This..."

Katerina was dumbfounded on the spot, feeling as though she had lived all her years in vain, failing to understand a principle even a little brat comprehended.

"No more words." Chang Yu silently untied his belt. "Let's deal with everything after I finish beating him..."

The last sentence was directed at Katerina, and this time, Katerina surprisingly remained silent in tacit agreement.

"No, don't!" Seeing this posture, Yangyang panicked instantly.

"Aunt Katerina!" he shouted, lunging toward Katerina as if she were his sole straw of hope.

"I'll say this one last time: stop calling me aunt!" Katerina's expression was exceptionally frantic.

..........

The next day, Chang Yu went to send Yangyang off to school as usual.

"Yangyang, do you remember what I told you yesterday? You must properly apologize to every female classmate who was hurt."

Chang Yu earnestly urged Yangyang, looking very much like an exhausted father breaking his heart over his child.

"I know, I know, you're so nagging." Yangyang's walking posture was very strange—walking with a limp, and his face still bore an expression of impatience.

At a glance, this child was clearly someone with a story.

Bidding farewell to Chang Yu, Yangyang walked into the kindergarten without looking back.

The moment he stepped inside, Yangyang was met with hero-like treatment. Scarcely had he poked his head out when he was surrounded by a flock of chattering little toddlers.

"Yangyang, Yangyang, what's wrong with you?" One observant little girl instantly noticed that Yangyang's legs were a bit inconvenient.

"Hah, don't ask." Yangyang furrowed his brows, putting on an expression of knowing he had suffered a huge loss yet refusing to hit the southern wall and turn back. "You guys have no idea how much I sacrificed for you!"

Mm... that sounded so resolute, so full of manly flavor.

"My dad beat me to death with a belt, actually just to force me to cut ties with you so you wouldn't be able to eat delicious treats anymore."

"But look at how loyal I am! Even though he swung the belt until it blurred into shadows and beat my bottom until it went *bang bang* K, I stubbornly bit my teeth and didn't utter a single sound!"

"What did you think I was acting so tough for? Wasn't it still because I was afraid you wouldn't get to eat your treats?"

Yangyang delivered these words with righteous sternness and ringing resonance, especially matching his serious expression, making it exceptionally persuasive.

The little girls clearly bought into Yangyang's nonsense, gazing at him with sheer admiration, stars practically sparkling in their eyes.

At this very moment, in their view, Yangyang's not-so-towering figure suddenly became incomparably lofty.

Vaguely... he had become the sole figure in their hearts.

"Oh god! Yangyang, you're so brave!"

"I had no idea you sacrificed so much for us."

"Yangyang, I love you so much!"

"Yeah, yeah, we all love you! When I grow up, I'm going to be your wife!"

"Then you girls better perform well." Yangyang instantly transformed into a player. "Your young master here can only marry one. Whichever of you performs the best is the one I'll marry, you hear me?"