"Huh?" Xia Chuyi seemed a bit confused by Huo Shiqianâs meaning.
"Weâve been waiting for you over here for a while. You were talking to Shanben and didnât notice our son," Huo Shiqian reminded his wife.
Finally, Xia Chuyi understood what Huo Shiqian meant.
Was her son feeling that she wasnât paying enough attention to him?
Xia Chuyiâs eyes squinted with a smile, she reached over and vigorously ruffled her sonâs hair, saying, "Oh dear, Mommy knows she was wrong. Mommy shouldnât ignore you, but my silly son..."
Xia Chuyi "forcibly" pulled her son from her husbandâs arms, continuing, "Mommy has to earn money for formula to raise you!"
Upon hearing this, little Huo Shiwu, who had been pouting, immediately retorted, "Iâm already three years old, I donât drink milk formula!"
"Yes, yes, you donât drink formula anymore, but you still have to eat, right?" Xia Chuyi purposely teased her son with a smile, "Eating, dressing, and youâll have to go to school in the future, which of these doesnât require money?"
"So, Shiwu, you need to understand Mommy. Mommy is working hard for you."
Whether Huo Shiwu took it to heart or not, his expression wasnât as "stinky" anymore.
"Alright, stop teasing him," came Huo Shiqianâs voice, "Over on Rayneâs side, the doctor helped us make an appointment and is ready, we need to take Shiwu over."
"Okay." Hearing her husbandâs words, Xia Chuyi stopped teasing her son.
The food festival matters were almost finished now.
So, the couple had time to take Huo Shiwu for a check-up.
Since it was a personal errand, Huo Shiqian and Xia Chuyi told a few people from the delegation, then left with their son.
Outside the venue, Rayneâs people were waiting for them in the car.
Once in the car, little Huo Shiwu, who had been in Xia Chuyiâs arms, climbed straight onto his fatherâs lap.
Apparently, the little one was still not completely over his "grudge" against Xia Chuyi.
"Hey, you little rascal, who do you think your mom is doing this for?" Xia Chuyi couldnât help but ruffle her sonâs hair, saying, "Youâre too smart for your own good, Iâm worried someone will want to dissect you!"
"Iâm Huo Shiwu," little Huo Shiwu naturally retorted to Xia Chuyiâs words, "not a supernatural being!"
"Not a supernatural being, huh? Youâre just a little kid, and you already know how to talk back to adults," Xia Chuyiâs hands itched, after ruffling her sonâs hair, she wanted to pinch his cheeks.
"Smack!" Huo Shiqian slapped Xia Chuyiâs hand away with a blank expression, saying, "Donât tease him."
Hearing this, Xia Chuyi pouted, grumbled, "I gave birth to this kid, and I canât even pinch him..."
However, with a cold glance from Huo Shiqian, Xia Chuyi promptly changed her tune, saying, "Okay, I wonât tease him anymore."
Seeing that Xia Chuyi settled down, Huo Shiqian looked down and said to his son, "Mommy doesnât know any better, Shiwu needs to understand Mommy, but truly, sheâs doing it for your own good."
"The ground is too slippery, making it easy to fall; a knife, too sharp, can easily cut your hand."
"Shiwu, Daddy knows youâre excellent, but if excellence causes envy, others might not want to interact with you or like you in the future."
Xia Chuyi: ...
Does he really need to say these things to their three-year-old son?
Even though Huo Shiwu is very smart, heâs still three years old. Did he understand any of that?
Xia Chuyi was very doubtful.