Chapter 38 Crying Bag
The child's crying sounded in his ears, and Shi Yanjin coaxed the child patiently until the child was tired of crying and fell asleep in his arms.
Meng Ruoxi was really afraid of this child and didn't dare to hug him on the way back.
Shi Yanjin was also frightened by the sudden situation just now and did not let her hold the child again.
After returning home, Li Taohua went to prepare lunch. After shopping in the department store for so long, the food she had eaten at the state-owned hotel had already been digested in her stomach, so she had to eat something more.
While staying with Shi Yanjin, Meng Ruoxi went to the side to read a book, leaving space for the father and son so that they could have fun and not disturb her.
With the newly bought toys and his father's company, little Wen Jing laughed non-stop.
However, not long after, he forgot what had just happened and went to pester Meng Ruoxi.
He lowered his head to gaze at the little fat boy who was climbing onto his legs, then reached out to push him away, letting him sit down on the soft mat. They repeated this process over and over again, and the two of them were having a lot of fun.
Shi Yanjin, who was originally worried, was relieved and said something that he couldn't make up his mind, "I will go to the teacher in a few days, and the child will be handed over to you and mom to take care of."
Meng Ruoxi's eyes widened in horror. "No, you have to take the child with you. I can't handle him."
Shi Yanjin defended his son, "Wen Jing is actually very obedient and easy to lead. You have a prejudice against him, so you always think he is difficult to lead and avoid him like a monster."
Putting down the book in her hand, Meng Ruoxi still disagreed, "No, don't fool me. He's not easy to take care of. You coax him eight hundred times a day, it's not like I didn't see it."
When she said that, Shi Yanjin was unhappy, "It's your own child, what's wrong with coaxing him? You need to be more patient."
He believed that his son was perfect and no one could compare to him, but the child's biological mother did not think so and did not stand on the same side with him, which gave him a lot of trouble.
Little Wen Jing didn't know what his parents were talking about. While they were talking, he climbed onto Meng Ruoxi's legs, hugged her waist, kicked his legs, and started giggling, looking extremely happy.
The sudden weight on her legs made Meng Ruoxi forget to retort. She looked down at him happily and couldn't help but pinch his face.
You laugh so happily. Let’s see if you can still laugh when you go to school in a few years.
Little Wen Jing smiled even more happily, and imitated her mother, reaching out to pinch her face.
A warm feeling surged in his heart. Shi Yanjin tenderly watched the childish behavior of the two, one pinching me and the other, and felt relieved about his upcoming long journey.
Even though the mother is unreliable, it is her child after all. She loves the child and will take good care of him.
Meng Ruoxi's rebuttal was ineffective, and the task of taking care of the child still fell on her.
A few days later, a black car came to pick up Shi Yanjin. He only brought two sets of clothes with him and stood at the door, constantly reminding his wife of things to pay attention to when taking care of the children.
Listening to the constant nagging in her ears, Meng Ruoxi's brows became more and more furrowed.
It is no exaggeration to say that in the past few days, Shi Yanjin has been telling her about the things to pay attention to when raising children, and she has memorized them all, and can recite them backwards fluently.
I glared at him impatiently, "Okay, I got it. You've said it so many times. Do you want me to recite it to you again?"
Shi Yanjin pursed his lips and said, "You have a bad temper."
"What did you say?" Meng Ruoxi didn't hear clearly and asked again.
Shi Yanjin smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing, you and Wen Jing stay at home and be good. Remember to cover yourself with the quilt at night and don't kick it. I will be back soon and bring you gifts."
Meng Ruoxi snorted and turned her head away, ignoring him.
Don't think that she didn't hear clearly that you were scolding her, you two-faced man.
As he was speaking, the back of a head appeared in front of him. Shi Yanjin touched his nose and bent down to talk to his son who was holding his wife's hand.
"Baby, Daddy is going out for a while. You should listen to Mommy at home. Don't make Mommy angry, don't lose your temper, and don't cry all the time. When Daddy comes back, he will bring you lots of toys and beautiful clothes."
Little Wen Jing looked at him with wide eyes, reached out to pat his face, and asked him to hug him.
Shi Yanjin couldn't help but hug him and kissed him on the cheek reluctantly.
I feel sad when I think that I won’t be able to hold my son for a long time.
He looked up and saw his unromantic wife still squatting on the ground, slapping him from behind without even looking at him. She helplessly called out, "Xixi."
Meng Ruoxi turned her head and frowned at him, "Why don't you hurry up? The driver has been waiting for you for a long time. He's just leaving for a while, but you're treating it like a life-and-death separation. I won't be able to comfort the child if he cries later."
The driver stood aside, his mouth twitching.
When a man has not been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. Mr. Shi is different after he got married.
Every time I went to Mr. Shi's place before, he would just pick up the package and leave. But this time, he stayed for a whole hour and still didn't leave.
The words she spoke were longer than the old lady's foot bindings. His ears were ringing with sound and his legs were sore from standing so long.
Not to mention Mr. Shi’s wife who was standing at first but then squatted on the ground.
After handing the child to Meng Ruoxi, Shi Yanjin left reluctantly.
The black-clad driver heaved a sigh of relief and quickly helped him into the car. The car sped away, with the raised dust floating in the air.
As soon as the person left, Meng Ruoxi quickly covered her ears.
Sure enough, an earth-shaking howl rang out, and the naughty child hung on her neck, with tears and snot on her face, which was very disgusting.
With his head tilted back, Meng Ruoxi comforted him, "Don't cry, your dad will be back soon. If you cry until your voice is hoarse, you will be the one who suffers."
The child didn't listen at all and continued crying, mumbling "Dad".
Meng Ruoxi had no choice but to carry the child into the house and play with him with toys.
But it was no use, the child kept crying and hiccuping.
Someone died in the village, and her mother-in-law was called away to help out and was not at home. There was no one to help take care of the child, and Meng Ruoxi wanted to die.
Looking at the fat little boy with worry as he took a toy and threw it away and cried endlessly, I really wanted to call Shi Yanjin back and give him a beating.
It's all his fault that he spoils the child too much, holding and coaxing him no matter what, and spoiling him into this bad habit of crying when he is not happy.
My ears were in agony, and I could only hold the child and walk, hoping that he would stop crying.
The method was still useless. Little Wen Jing, who couldn't cry for his father, waved his hand and slapped Meng Ruoxi, shouting, "Daddy, daddy, I want daddy."
She was unexpectedly slapped on the chest, which made the area that was already swollen from being bitten by the bastard last night even worse. Meng Ruoxi's eyes turned red from the pain and she couldn't control her tears.
Because her skin was so red and swollen, she was not wearing any underwear and was beaten severely.
The child, who had no idea that he had gotten into trouble, cried even louder, flailing his legs and kicking Meng Ruoxi so hard that her stomach ached.
Unable to bear it any longer, I put the child down, closed the door and checked where he was hit.
The child couldn't control his strength, and it really hurt when he hit someone. The already red and swollen area became even more swollen, and blood was seeping out.
Her legs felt heavy, and the child she had just put down came looking for her again. Meng Ruoxi was exhausted, so she folded her clothes and sat on the ground with her legs crossed, pointing at her chest and said, "You beat me like this, and you still have the nerve to cry? If you cry again, I won't pay attention to you."