At six o'clock in the morning, Shi Heng's biological clock woke him up on time.
It was just dawn outside the window, the morning mist in the capital had not yet dissipated, and the Shi family's old house was quiet.
He got up quietly, afraid of waking up Su Niannian who was still sleeping beside him.
Now, there are only two most important things in his life: pampering his wife and taking care of his daughter.
In the kitchen, Shi Heng skillfully took out the can of milk powder, controlled the water temperature at 45°C, and brewed it strictly according to the pediatrician's advice.
Over the past six months, he has studied twelve infant formulas on the market and even personally contacted several dairy laboratories to ensure that every sip that Xiao Youbao drinks is the safest.
He shook the bottle gently, lowered his head to test the temperature, and after confirming that it was correct, he walked towards the baby room.
When I opened the door, little Youbao was already awake. He was lying in the crib chewing on his little fist. When he saw his father come in, he immediately grinned with his toothless mouth and waved his little hands at him.
"Youbao, are you hungry?" Shi Heng bent down and picked her up, his voice unspeakably gentle.
Little Youbao babbled in response, grabbing his collar with his little hands as if urging him on.
Shi Heng couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, daddy will feed you right away."
He sat in the rocking chair, holding his daughter in one hand and the bottle in the other, his movements as skillful as if he had been a nanny for decades.
When Su Niannian woke up, the bed was empty.
She rubbed her eyes and looked at the time. It was only half past six.
"So early again..." She smiled helplessly, put on her coat and walked out of the bedroom.
The door of the study was ajar, and the sound of shuffling papers could be heard from inside.
She pushed the door open and saw Shi Heng sitting at the desk with several thick books spread out in front of him:
"Child Psychology", "Fairy Tale Writing Techniques", and "How to Tell a Good Story".
"Are you going to change your career and become a parenting expert?" Su Niannian leaned against the door frame and teased.
Shi Heng looked up and saw that it was her. His expression softened instantly. "Awake?"
"Yeah." She walked over and casually flipped through the books on the table. "Why are you reading this suddenly?"
Shi Heng closed the book and coughed lightly: "...I want to tell Youbao a story."
Su Niannian raised an eyebrow, "President Shi wants to change his career and become a fairy tale writer?"
Shi Heng's ears turned slightly red, but his tone remained calm, "Anyway, Shi Mo is working in the company now, and I'm just sitting around doing nothing."
Su Niannian couldn't help laughing and reached out to ruffle his hair. "Okay, then Youbao and I will be waiting to hear your masterpiece."
At the breakfast table, Shi Mo was sipping coffee while flipping through the financial report on his phone. He glanced up at his father and said, "Dad, you're really not going to the board meeting today?"
Shi Heng didn't even raise his head, concentrating on wiping his daughter's mouth. "No, you can handle it."
Shi Mo: “…”
Half a year ago, Shi Heng suddenly announced his retirement and handed over most of the company's affairs to him.
She calls it "training her son", but in fact she just doesn't want to go to work and just wants to stay at home to take care of the kids.
Su Qian bit the bread and gloated, "Brother, now you know why I refused to join the company back then, right?"
Shi Mo gave her a blank look and said, "Shut up and eat your meal."
Little Youbao was sitting in a baby chair, babbling and banging on the table, as if he was trying to stop his older brothers and sisters from fighting.
Shi Heng immediately put down his napkin and pinched his daughter's face, "Youbao is so good. She doesn't learn from them to quarrel."
Su Niannian watched from the side and couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.
Who would have thought that Shi Heng, who was once so decisive in the business world, now has the biggest worry: what bedtime story should he tell his daughter today?
In the afternoon, Shi Heng held Xiao Youbao in his arms and basked in the sun in the yard.
The little girl has recently started learning to talk, babbling all day long. Although no one can understand her, Shi Heng still "talks" to her seriously.
"Youbao, what story do you want to hear today?" he asked softly.
Little Youbao blinked his big eyes and suddenly blurted out a word, "...Dad!"
Shi Heng froze.
This was the first time my daughter called me "Dad".
He stood up suddenly, almost scaring Youbao, and sat down quickly again, his voice trembling, "Youbao, call me again?"
Little Youbao tilted his head to look at him, giggled, and shouted again: "Dad!"
Shi Heng's eyes instantly turned red.
Without saying anything, he took out his cell phone and called Shi Mo -
"Go home immediately."
Shi Mo was in a meeting on the other end of the phone, looking confused. "...Dad? What happened?"
Shi Heng said excitedly, "Your sister can call me daddy now!"
Shi Mo: “…”
Five minutes later, the whole family received a group message:
Shi Heng: [Video]
[Shi Heng: This is the first time Youbao calls me daddy.]
[Shi Mo: ...I'm in a meeting.]
【Su Qian: Hahahaha, brother, you are so miserable! 】
[Su Niannian: Mr. Shi, please calm down.]
Shi Heng ignored them, lowered his head and kissed his daughter's forehead, and said softly: "Youbao is great."
Little Youbao smiled with his eyes curved, and called out again: "Dad!"
At this moment, the Shi Group and the business empire are not as important as the word "Dad".
At night, after coaxing his daughter to sleep, Shi Heng sat quietly beside the crib.
Su Niannian had sat down beside him without him noticing, "Mr. Shi, are you having a good day today?"
Shi Heng turned around and hugged her in his arms, whispering, "Yeah, very happy."
Su Niannian looked up at him and suddenly found that this man who used to be cold and sharp in the business world now had fine lines at the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were gentler than ever before.
She couldn't help but put her hand on his face and said, "Heng, you've changed a lot."
Shi Heng held her hand and chuckled, "Has it gotten better or worse?"
"It's become softer." She said with a smile.
Shi Heng lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, his voice very soft, "Because of you."
He used to be the person in charge of the Shi Group and was the president respected by everyone in the business world.
And now, he is just an ordinary father, a silly father who would be so excited that he would call his son home when his daughter called him "Dad".
But he thinks this is good.
Shi Heng put his arm around Su Niannian's shoulders, looked at his daughter sleeping on the bed, and said softly, "I never thought that happiness could be so simple."
Su Niannian leaned on his shoulder, her fingertips gently brushing her daughter's soft hair, "Yes, it's as simple as..."
"It's like the ending of a fairy tale." Shi Heng took over her words with a smile in his eyes.
Little Youbao unconsciously held his father's fingers in his sleep, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was having a sweet dream.
"What did she dream about?" Su Niannian asked softly.
"Maybe..." Shi Heng looked down at his daughter's smiling face, "She must have dreamed about us."
When Shi Heng heard Youbao's vague "Dad" in his sleep, he suddenly felt that his former sharpness had become a cocoon to protect them.
And the years in this cocoon are slowly being brewed into a sweeter fairy tale with even dreams soaked in the fragrance of milk by my daughter's laughter and my wife's gaze.
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