IBO -Chapter 155 The Crab Crisis

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With all three adults working together to coax them, the children finally calmed down.

Song Xiuhu slowly stopped crying, but another question arose in his mind.

He looked at Song Yiran with innocent confusion.

“Brother, why do some people do bad things for no reason?”

He couldn’t understand why he had been bullied before, or why the seller had spread rumors.

They had done nothing wrong.

If they weren’t wrong, then the wrong lay with those who did evil.

But why do some people choose to do evil?

Is being bad something good?

Shouldn’t evil be a bad thing?

Why do people hurt innocent others?

Does bullying make them happy?

Does doing bad things excite them?

But it’s clearly wrong…

Song Yiran didn’t know how to explain the complexity of human nature to such a young child. Even he himself only understood it partially.

After thinking for a moment, he tried to use simple words.

“Sweetheart, there are all kinds of people in this world. Good people, bad people, people who are both, and ordinary people who are neither.”

“Many bad people like doing evil—bullying others, twisting the truth, oppressing ordinary people. They don’t need reasons. From the root, they’re already rotten. Their hearts have rotted.”

“Some bad people are good at pretending. On the surface they look kind, but behind the scenes they’re more ruthless than anyone. Human nature is complicated. Someone can be good one second and bad the next…”

Song Xiuhu asked another question:

“Brother, are there more good people or bad people in this world?”

Song Yiran thought for a moment.

“I’m not sure either. But I think most people are just ordinary—neither good nor bad.”

Song Xiuhu nodded, half understanding. The other cubs nodded as well.

Song Yiran smiled and patted their heads.

“Even though there are bad people, there are also good people. Don’t worry—bad people won’t take over the world. Sooner or later, they’ll all go to prison!”

He told a small lie.

Not all bad people are punished.

Many still roam free.

Even on technologically advanced planets, criminals can be caught—but the universe will always have backward worlds.

He didn’t want to shatter the children’s innocent view of the world just yet.

When they grew older, he would slowly tell them about its darker side.

For now, they were too young.

Song Yiran stood up, put his hands on his hips, and announced:

“To celebrate winning the lawsuit, we’re having a seafood feast for lunch today!”

Xiao Zhong’er’s eyes instantly sparkled.

“Yay! Seafood feast!”

The children cheered too.

“Yay! Seafood feast!”

They didn’t even know what seafood was. They just felt like cheering.

Song Fu asked curiously, “So… what is seafood?”

“Big lobsters, big crabs, tasty scallops, clams, razor clams, abalone, sea snails, jellyfish, and ocean fish!”

Xiao Zhong’er introduced it while trying hard not to drool.

The children listened in a daze. They didn’t fully understand, but it all sounded delicious!

In the end, Xiao Zhong’er summed up:

“Anyway, seafood is creatures from the sea, and lots of them taste super amazing!”

At noon, Song Yiran was in the kitchen handling seafood. On the counter, a large basin was filled with big crabs. The crabs crawled around along the smooth walls, their shells scraping against the sides and making an ear-piercing “squeak, squeak” sound.

Nearby were several other basins containing different kinds of seafood, such as lobsters and clams.

To Song Yiran, the kitchen was his battlefield. His apron was his armor, the spatula his sword, and the pot lid his shield.

He loved cooking, and he loved good food even more. He believed that enjoying delicious food was a source of happiness, and he wanted his family to gain happiness and satisfaction from it as well.

Meanwhile, the little ones were secretly planning a “big operation.”

At first, they were just chatting casually, until Song Fu suddenly asked a question.

“Are you guys curious about what seafood really looks like?”

Everyone gave the same answer—yes.

Song Fu suggested, “Then let’s go take a look in the kitchen!”

His proposal was unanimously approved. A group of fluffy cubs sneaked over to the kitchen door.

Song Yinyun couldn’t help questioning, “Um… why do we have to be so sneaky?”

Song Xianyue said seriously, “This is called having a sense of ritual! If we just walk in openly, there won’t be any atmosphere!”

Song Yinyun complained silently: What kind of ‘ritual’ is this? We’re not thieves! Why are we sneaking around in our own home?

They split into two groups and hid on both sides of the doorframe, carefully watching Song Yiran’s movements inside.

Suddenly, Song Buli noticed that Song Yiran had stopped working and seemed to be walking toward the door.

“Oh no! Big brother’s coming this way—run!”

With his warning, the cubs scattered at once, fleeing as if ghosts were chasing them.

Actually, Song Yiran had just realized he didn’t have enough basins, so he went to the storage room to get more.

The cubs hid in Song Buli’s room, peeking from behind the door. When they confirmed that Song Yiran had left the kitchen, they seized the chance and sneaked back inside.

At this moment, Song Fu’s eyes seemed to form a dramatic pie chart—three parts coldness, three parts mockery, three parts disdain, and one part smugness.

He laughed like a villain. “Hehehe! Seafood, seafood—let me see your true face!”

Laughing evilly, he jumped onto the counter and stuck his head into the only basin that still held unprocessed seafood.

Song Yiran worked very fast. All the other seafood had been prepared already. Only one basin of big crabs remained, still crawling around.

The other cubs climbed up as well. After glancing at the processed seafood, they all focused on the lively crabs.

The jumping crabs caught all their attention. They stretched out their little paws and pointed excitedly.

“Wow! So this is what live seafood looks like! They’re so energetic!”

“Look! They have big claws!”

“The ones in that other basin also have claws, but they look different.”

“You should say ‘processed,’ not ‘killed.’ They’re ingredients, so we should say ‘processed.’”

Song Fu was extremely curious. He reached into the basin to tease a crab—and instantly got clamped!

A fierce light flashed in his orange-red eyes. He immediately bit the crab to death.

Even after dying, the claw still stubbornly held onto his paw. Song Fu curled his lips in disdain, bit off the claw, and flicked it away.

He gently blew on his unbroken paw and made a face at the crabs.

“Bleh! You’re so weak—how dare you pinch me?”

When Song Fu was pinched, several other cubs suffered too.

Some were caught by the tail, some by the whiskers, and some by their paws.

But the crabs didn’t stay arrogant for long. Soon, they were all dealt with.

To the cubs, these crabs were far too fragile. They couldn’t even break the skin.

“Tap, tap, tap…”

Footsteps approached. Song Buli looked back—it was Song Yiran.

His round eyes rolled, and he instantly switched to “acting mode.”

Holding his paw, he cried loudly, “Waaah… my paw hurts so much…”

The others were confused—until ten seconds later, they understood.

Hearing the crying, Song Yiran rushed in and quickly picked Song Buli up.

“Oh dear, what’s wrong, sweetheart? Why does your paw hurt? Are you hurt?”

He checked carefully—but saw nothing wrong.

The paw was fluffy, uninjured, and perfect.

Song Buli sobbed softly, “I just wanted to see the seafood… and they pinched me… it hurts…”

The cubs on the counter were stunned. Since when was Song Buli such a good actor?

Yes, he had been pinched—but he killed the crab immediately and freed himself.

They had all seen it clearly. And they knew each other’s strength well.

There was no way those weak crabs could hurt him.