A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Amy and Mag looked under the bed at the same time.
They didn ’t know when it ’d got there.
It was looking up at Amy sadly like a young wife that had been kicked out of bed.
Its eyes looked awfully sad.

Amy laughed.
”Ugly Duckling, did I kick you out of bed? ” she asked merrily as she lay on her stomach on the edge of the bed.

Ugly Duckling nodded as if it had understood her words.
Now it looked even more aggrieved.
It lifted its little paw, seeming to ask for hugs.

Mag smiled too and felt a little sorry for it.

Amy gave a shrug.
”I told you that you might be kicked out and you didn ’t believe me.
You ’d better sleep in your little basket next time. ” Then she looked at Mag, and asked, ”Father, do we need to get up now? ” She yawned.

Mag took a look at the clock—it was only 4:50.
He got out of his bed, picked up the palm-sized, soft Ugly Duckling, and put it onto the little bed.
”It ’s too early, ” he said with a smile, shaking his head.
”You two go back to sleep.
I ’ll prepare the ingredients. ”

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Amy nodded.
”Then I ’ll sleep some more. ” She held Ugly Duckling ’s head as it was trying to climb into her arms.
”Ugly Duckling, don ’t claw at my clothes.
They were newly bought by Father.
If you ruin them, I won ’t allow you to come onto the bed again. ”

Ugly Duckling stopped moving immediately and nodded.
”Meow… ” Then it closed its eyes on the comfort of the quilt.

Amy nodded, satisfied.
”Good. ” She lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.

Smiling, Mag tucked her in and covered the little kitten with the quilt better.
Body temperature was very important to it.

Mag changed into his clothes, washed up, and went downstairs to prepare ingredients for roujiamo.
This morning, he planned to make four batches of bread—64 roujiamos.
He should be able to sell them out in one and a half hours of the breakfast time.

At 7 am, Mag went upstairs and woke Amy up.
When she washed up, she insisted on brushing Ugly Duckling ’s teeth.

Mag chuckled and explained for a long time to talk her out of it.
At last, she threatened it into rinsing its mouth for a few times.

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Amy nodded as she was brushing her teeth.
”Okay.
We ’ll brush your teeth when they grow bigger, ” she said as she watched Ugly Duckling lick its lips and swallow.

Ugly Duckling stared at the little brush and foam in Amy ’s mouth and slowly stepped back towards the door—it was a little scared.

The sheep milk Mag had bought yesterday was already finished.
He didn ’t have time to buy any until the breakfast time was over.

During breakfast, lying in Amy ’s arms, Ugly Duckling watched as Mag and Amy ate roujiamo and Yangzhou fried rice, its eyes glittering.
As no one wanted to feed it, it sadly covered its eyes with its paw, trying to block the torturous sight.

Amy took a bite of her roujiamo.
”Ugly Duckling, I can see your eyes through your paw.
You can watch if you want, but we won ’t give it to you, ” she said as she looked down at it, smiling.

Ugly Duckling averted its eyes, removed its little paw, and looked up, expressionless.

Mag shook his head with a smile.
After breakfast, he cleared the table and then opened his restaurant at half past seven.

As always, Mobai came here first, waiting outside, but behind Mobai, he found several others lining up spontaneously.
Their faces lit up when Mag opened the door; several smiled, and said, ”Good morning, Mag. ”