This one is certainly not soft-hearted.
"Ah"
"Baby, why are you calling out? Are you too hot?" Indeed, it was an unusually scorching day; although it was early morning, one couldnāt help but sweat profusely.
Unfortunately, Lele wasnāt feeling hot, but instead, he was continuously reaching his hand back.
Yang Chuxia turned her head and saw that Ye Ziāan, holding Yangyang, was a few steps behind her.
"Lele must want you to hold him, right? Look how he keeps stretching out his hand." Not only that, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Ziāan, and he kept blowing bubbles with his mouth.
"Then letās switch." As soon as they were inside., Ye Ziāan took Lele into his arms and, indeed, saw him flashing a faint smile.
He even seemed to sigh with satisfaction.
"Xiaxia, Lele likes me." Seeing his son constantly blowing bubbles at him made Ye Ziāanās heart swell with warmth that spread outward bit by bit.
"Son, do you especially like daddy?" Ye Ziāan started talking to Lele, "Daddy likes you a lot too, but Daddy loves Mommy the most."
"So are you using our son to confess your love to me?"
"Yes, my childās mother, your childās father really adores you." Ye Ziāan patted Leleās little bottom as he casually added a sentence.
Then he was about to carry the child upstairs, but halfway there he suddenly turned around and said, "My childās mother, could you please carry Yangyang up too? Iām going to read the āThree Character Classicā to our son."
Yang Chuxia felt herself sweating profusely; this man was really addicted to reading the āThree Character Classicā.
What made her perspire even more was that Ye Ziāan seemed to have taken a liking to the term āmy childās mother,ā repeating it incessantly over the past several days.
Just listen to him, "My childās mother, Yangyang is hungry."
My childās mother, Lele has wet himself.
My childās mother, Yangyang is crying.
"My childās mother, your childās father wants to eat steamed prawns tonight." This sentence had just come from upstairs.
Yang Chuxia was about to discuss with Nanny Li what to have for dinner that evening when she heard him and shouted back, "Your childās mother knows."
Upstairs, Ye Ziāan laughed continuously at the two ābuns.ā
"Son, your mother is really adorable."
"Ah" Lele opened his mouth.
Yangyang, on the other hand, was giggling non-stop at the little bell on the cart, occasionally reaching out to tug at the tassels.
Ye Ziāan, seeing Lele watching him, decided to take out the āThree Character Classicā and read it again, then he noticed that Lele just kept his eyes open, listening intently, looking so serious that he almost believed he was facing a child of a few years old.
"Wife, donāt you think our Lele is rather precocious?" He relayed the instance of Lele listening to the āThree Character Classicā to her.
It wasnāt the first time he had noticed it; whenever he read, heād find that Lele stopped waving his fists and blowing bubbles, simply staring intently at his book with wide-open eyes.
"Even if he is precocious, heās only a little over two months old, so itās hard to tell now."
When she changed clothes and came in, seeing him deep in thought, she stepped forward to nudge him, "Are you getting reluctant to leave again?"
"Mhm"
In three days he would have to depart, so thinking about how smart his son was and then about his wife made his heart an amalgam of conflicting emotions.
"Donāt worry, when the baby is a bit older, Iāll bring them to see you." Seeing him so distressed, Yang Chuxia couldnāt help but step forward to embrace him, "Donāt be sad, we will be reunited before you know it."
"Mhm, life is wonderful with you, my wife!" Ye Ziāan hugged her back.