"Are we still getting a divorce?"
Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...
As if he heard her voice, Qin Zheng looked up and a bright smile instantly bloomed on his face when he saw her.
"Honey, are you awake?"
After saying that, he held up the half-knitted garment in his hand and said with great pride, "Look, isn't the little dress I made for our daughter pretty?"
Ye Yun's lips twitched.
I don't know if it looks good or not.
It's kind of funny.
Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me.
The little skirt was knitted with a unique and quirky pattern, requiring skill and materials, all thanks to Qin Zheng's sincere love for his daughter.
What a doting father!
"Why did you suddenly decide to knit little skirts?"
She sat down next to Qin Zheng.
When she took the dress, she realized that it was already taking shape. It was made of refreshing sea-blue yarn, with an easy-to-wear suspender style, and two small white five-petaled flowers adorning the shoulder straps. At first glance, it looked quite pretty.
I just don't know why, but the back of the skirt is getting crooked more and more...
Qin Zheng quickly gave her an answer.
Qin Zheng leaned against her shoulder and said, as if seeking praise, "How is it? Doesn't it look good? I specially learned how to do it from my aunt this morning. My aunt said I didn't know how, so she gave me a starting point and said I should knit the rest myself. Do you think I did a good job? Praise me!"
Oh, I've found the reason.
"Great! This is absolutely wonderful, honey!" She pulled down her skirt and gave Qin Zheng a quick kiss on the cheek.
Qin Zheng was overjoyed, "Really?"
"Of course!"
After all, she couldn't shatter a father's most sincere love for his daughter!
Ouch... My heart aches a little.
"But Qin Zheng, don't you think it's too early for Xiao Chuqi to wear a skirt now?"
Qin Zheng looked completely bewildered. "Early?"
"..."
"It shouldn't be too early, right?" Qin Zheng picked up the little skirt and looked at it from all angles, pondering, "It'll get warmer in a while, isn't that the season for wearing skirts?"
Ye Yun was speechless again, "..."
Yes, it's good to wear skirts when it's hot, but even if it's hot, the little girl is not even a year old yet. Her skin is so delicate that it will break if you rub it. How can she wear a woolen skirt?
Although the yarn in his hands was soft, it couldn't compare to the little girl's delicate skin.
If the little girl gets red marks all over her body from the knitted skirt, the one who will be most heartbroken will probably be him, the doting father.
However, not wanting to discourage a father's love for his daughter, Ye Yun forced a smile and solemnly patted Qin Zheng's shoulder: "Don't say anything more, I'll give you a thumbs up. If our daughter knew how much you love her, she would definitely be moved to tears!"
"That won't work."
Upon hearing this, Qin Zheng said, "I did this to make our girl happy, not to make her cry. We can't let her cry."
Ah yes, yes, yes!
Ye Yun suppressed the urge to punch him and crawled over to find Xiao Chuqi: "Baby Chuqi~ Look how much Daddy loves Xiao Chuqi! He's making a little dress for our baby Chuqi himself~"
She leaned down and gently kissed Xiao Chuqi on the cheek.
Sensing her mother's familiar presence, Xiao Chuqi was overjoyed, her chubby little arms and legs flailing about, blowing bubbles and making babyish noises as she stretched out her little arms toward Ye Yun.
Ye Yun couldn't help but chuckle, "At such a young age, you've already learned to ask your mother for a hug..."
"This little girl."
As Qin Zheng watched the scene unfold, a slight smile crept onto his lips.
Just as Ye Yun bent down to hug Xiao Chuqi, the kitchen door suddenly opened, and Qin Xiang'e came out carrying a bowl of meat porridge.
"Xiaoyun, come and eat!"
Seeing that Ye Yun was about to pick up Xiao Chuqi, Qin Xiang'e promptly called out and placed the lean meat porridge on the table.
All right.
Ye Yun didn't even have time to pick up Xiao Chuqi before she sighed, told Qin Zheng to take good care of the child, and got up to go eat.
Qin Xiang'e went to the kitchen to get chopsticks.
"Eat up. This contains pig's heart, which I bought fresh from the market this morning. I saw that it was freshly slaughtered and said to replenish qi and blood. Eat more, you can leave the porridge, but finish the meat."
Ye Yun hummed in agreement.
Qin Xiang'e took off her apron, wiped her hands, and went to find Qin Zheng and Xiao Chuqi.
Qin Zheng had just picked up Xiao Chuqi.
The little girl had just reached out her hand to Ye Yun, but Ye Yun didn't have time to hug her. The little girl was inevitably disappointed. Even though Qin Zheng picked her up in time, she pouted and looked like she was about to cry.
This made Qin Zheng feel sorry for him.
"Is my sweet baby upset?"
After being coaxed like that, Xiao Chuqi felt even more aggrieved. She pouted, her little eyes looking pitiful, and she made a whimpering sound as if she was complaining to Qin Zheng.
"Okay, okay, Mom will hug Xiao Chuqi when she comes back, alright?"
Qin Zheng quickly patted her back, gently coaxing her, his tone as tender as could be: "Mommy loves our little Chuqi the most, but Mommy needs to eat. Only after Mommy has eaten will she have the strength to hug little Chuqi..."
Well, that did it; the little girl burst into tears.
"Hmm..."
Tears streamed down her face, and she barely made a sound. She pouted, her little face flushed red, making Qin Zheng feel as if his heart was being torn apart.
"Zhengzi, let me do it."
Qin Xiang'e walked over from behind.
Qin Zheng didn't bother to look up.
Qin Xiang'e had already sat down next to him, reached out her hand, and was about to take Xiao Chuqi away without saying a word.
She added, "Kids are all like that. If you don't comfort her, she'll be fine in a little while. But if you do comfort her, she'll feel even more wronged. Just distract her and she'll be fine. I'll carry her out for a walk and rock her around."
Want to go for a walk?
Shake it?
As soon as Qin Xiang'e took Xiao Chuqi away, Xiao Chuqi couldn't even sense Qin Zheng's presence for a moment, and burst into tears.
"Pfft..." Ye Yun spat out the meat porridge in her mouth.
Hearing the little one cry, she naturally felt terrible.
The little one has been quiet since birth, rarely crying or fussing. When his diaper gets dirty, he just whimpers a couple of times. When he wakes up, he'll suck on his fingers and play by himself. He's always been very well-behaved and sensible, making things exceptionally easy for others. He must be feeling extremely wronged to be crying like this.
She stopped eating.
"Auntie, give it to me." Ye Yun walked up to Qin Xiang'e in three quick steps and stretched out her hand to the little one.
As soon as the little guy saw her, he immediately waved his little arms to go find her.
She knew the little one missed his mother.
Unexpectedly, Qin Xiang'e, holding Xiao Chuqi, backed away and said, "It's better not to. You shouldn't hold the baby in the first place, and Xiao Chuqi is being very fussy right now. You might kick your stomach again."
"It's alright, Auntie."
Ye Yun reached out again, grabbed Xiao Chuqi's armpits, and was about to take the child away.
"Hey, Xiaoyun, you..."
Qin Xiang'e refused to let go.
With her blocking her way, Xiao Chuqi, who had just touched her mother, started crying again.
The baby's cries sounded especially pitiful.
Hearing this, Ye Yun felt as if something had shattered in her heart.
Her face turned cold. She subtly pressed down on Qin Xiang'e's elbow, then scooped the little girl into her arms and went upstairs without looking back.