Chapter 515: Chapter 516: The Feeling of Home
Although Miao Qingqing felt the urge to flee, she ultimately decided against it. Even if they were lying on the same bed, she knew that Song Xiaodong wouldnât force her if she didnât agree. Besides, getting up and running away now would just make it seem like she was guilty of something.
Song Xiaodong reached out to embrace Miao Qingqing. She didnât resist and leaned in, although of course, they couldnât be as intimate as usual.
Song Xiaodong also didnât dare to make any reckless moves and recounted in detail what Miao Xuanxuan had told him.
After listening, Miao Qingqing said, "I hope this matter is simple. I really donât want it to become complicated. Sigh."
Song Xiaodong said, "Letâs just deal with whatever comes our way."
Xiao Yingying, who was half-lying on Song Xiaodongâs chest, popped her head up and said to Miao Qingqing, "Sister Qingqing, you see, my dad is considered wealthy now, and your dad was the same. But they let us choose our own happiness. Even if I became Brother Dongziâs lover, my dad would support me. Why do families with such great wealth not care about kinship at all?"
Miao Qingqing sighed and said, "Perhaps the family is too large, and the interests they need to balance are too many. And women... seem to have always been their bargaining chips for gaining interest. Dongzi told me that."
Xiao Yingying raised her little fist and said, "Brother Dongzi, if we have children in the future, would you force your daughter to marry someone she doesnât like for some benefit?"
Song Xiaodong immediately said, "Of course not, absolutely not. I would let her choose someone she likes."
Miao Qingqing suddenly spoke with a strange expression on her face, "I really donât quite believe you. You have a really strong desire to control. You even want to manage who Sister Xiaoru is dating. If it were your own daughter, how could you possibly let them choose their boyfriends freely?"
"Thatâs right, thatâs right," Xiao Yingying nodded vigorously.
"Well... itâs not the same... this..." Song Xiaodong tried to come up with different reasons, but upon reflection, he realized that there really wasnât any difference. His daughter or sister, they were both his dearest. If he now had such strong control over his sister, how could he not have an even stronger desire to control his daughter in the future?
Miao Qingqing hummed, "Iâm warning you, you better start changing your bad temper now. Otherwise, do you want to end up like those big families who decide their daughtersâ happiness based on their own preferences?"
Song Xiaodongâs mouth twitched, feeling that Miao Qingqing made sense. But the thought of letting his daughter freely choose a boyfriend made him doubt whether he could be that generous. He chuckled uncomfortably and said, "Then itâs best to just have sons."
Xiao Yingying burst out laughing and said, "You think you can control whether you have sons or daughters? But in the end, itâs all your seed, so whatever you get, you have to accept it."
Miao Qingqing spoke scornfully, "Male chauvinism, hmph."
Song Xiaodong felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Alright, alright, with two wives making decisions for the daughter, even if I disagree, it seems I wonât have the final say."
Miao Qingqing tilted her chin up and said, "Thatâs right, you think you have a say in this? You donât. It must be me and Yingying who make the decisions. After all, we are the ones giving birth to the children. You just contribute the seed. You think you can call the shots on everything? No way."
Song Xiaodong shook his head and said, "Donât make it sound so nice. With daughters, you women will think with your hearts. But when it comes to sons getting girlfriends, Iâm afraid you wonât see it the same way."
Miao Qingqing argued back, "Whatâs wrong with that? When the time comes, we will surely let the son marry whoever he likes, whoever he falls for."
Song Xiaodong immediately said, "You all must be aware of how intense the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflicts can get, right? If I get a daughter-in-law, will she just oppose you guys? Would you be happy with that? You might think your son is raised by you, but if he ends up listening only to his wife, that wonât sit well in your hearts."
Miao Qingqing immediately said, "Nonsense, our son who we raised, if he listens only to his wife, wouldnât that make him an ingrate?"
Xiao Yingying once again let out a snort of laughter and said, "Sister Qingqing, Brother Dongzi really hit the nail on the head with what he said."
Mio Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then also said somewhat awkwardly, "This... If I donât approve, Iâll just make them roll far away, so they wonât dawdle in front of me, wouldnât that solve it?"
"Youâll find it hard to let go when the time comes," Song Xiaodong said with a curl of his lip.
When the three of them chatted, it was actually rare for them to argue. Although they argued this time, neither Song Xiaodong nor Miao Qingqing felt displeased. Instead, it felt like they were truly one family; the conversation had moved beyond just love to discussions about future family life, giving them a strong sense of family.
Xiao Yingying, participating in the conversation, was extremely happy, feeling genuinely accepted.
As they talked, Miao Qingqing suddenly blushed, tugged at Song Xiaodongâs arm, then glared fiercely at Song Xiaodong; his hand had somehow made its way inside the neckline of her pajamas.
But Song Xiaodongâs hand didnât retreat at all, instead, he pinched twice more, and Miao Qingqing couldnât help but let out a suppressed cry.
"Whatâs wrong?" Xiao Yingying, recognizing the sound for what it was, still teasingly asked with a smile feigning ignorance.
"No... nothing." Miao Qingqing tugged at Song Xiaodongâs arm again, but he was particularly stubborn today and simply wouldnât let go.
Xiao Yingying, pretending not to know, said, "Then, Sister Qingqing, how many do you plan to have? I actually plan to have quite a few."
"I... I donât want to have any right now, and besides, Iâm not married. What would having children out of wedlock count as?"
Xiao Yingying said with a beaming smile, "Itâs nothing. I donât mind that. Anyway, I canât marry Brother Dongzi. As long as my body allows it, then Iâll have them, one after the other."
Miao Qingqing felt somewhat guilty and said, "Yingying, this..."
"Sister Qingqing, please donât feel guilty. The fact that you can accept me is already enough for me. If I wanted more, that would just be greedy and ungrateful. If I made you dislike me, our family wouldnât be happy. Donât worry, I really feel very good now, as good as it gets," Yingying replied.
Miao Qingqing was truly touched and affirmed, "Yingying, donât worry, no matter what, you have your place in this family. I, Miao Qingqing, do as I say."
"Thank you, Sister Qingqing." Xiao Yingying was even more moved.
Song Xiaodong, with a cheeky grin, then said, "With everyone in such a good mood today, Qingqing, is it possible for us to start discussing the process of making a baby?"
"Ah! No, no!" Miao Qingqing exclaimed in shock.