Chapter 42 Stay-at-Home Dad (6)
Bai Ye reminisces about a new background, but hasn't yet uncovered how much money he has.
But since the other party asked this question, they obviously knew something, so I vaguely replied, "I'm not quite sure. I've been too tired these past few days, just taking care of the children."
“I’ve prepared all three meals for you and washed your clothes. How tiring is it to just feed you some formula?” The old man said dismissively.
Upon hearing this, Bai Ye's eyes widened. Another one who talks without understanding the situation; hasn't personally cared for the child 24/7? Can't you stop being so self-righteous?
"My baby has many needs, and I have to play with him for four or five hours every day, and I also have to get up three times in the middle of the night..."
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything to you. It's your first time taking care of a child, so if you feel tired, that's fine."
Sensing the awkward atmosphere, the old man immediately ended the conversation, saying he still had clothes to wash, and got up to go to the balcony.
Bai Ye continued drinking her porridge, slowly and quite pleasantly finishing her breakfast.
Once back in the bedroom, I checked my phone balance: 1,053,456.00.
Bai Ye was stunned.
If memory serves me right, the wife was away on a business trip for three months, and before leaving, the other party transferred one million to Wu Neng's bank account.
One million is equivalent to spending more than ten thousand a day.
Oh right, now this million is mine.
Although it's just money in a small instance, the feeling of having so much money in your bank account is just incredibly satisfying.
“Baby, your dad is a rich man now, a million dollars. Except for not being able to buy a house or a car, I can still buy whatever else I want.”
Bai Ye thought of something and couldn't help but laugh, "Baby, you seem to really like dolls, you always hide them inside. Shall I buy you some new ones?"
The baby had just woken up and, upon hearing this, immediately grinned.
Although it can't speak yet, it makes "ee-ee-ya-ya" sounds and gestures to express its emotions.
Knowing that the other party had agreed, Bai Ye immediately searched for similar dolls online, intending to buy about ten or eight of them first.
But the search results showed that such a delicate handmade fabric doll costs 100,000 yuan.
Bai Ye suddenly felt like the sky had fallen, and even kept questioning customer service.
"Are your dolls made of gold? Why do they cost 100,000 each?"
"Honey, it's not made of gold, but it's made of natural imitation leather, and the feel is exactly the same as real leather, so of course it's a bit more expensive."
"That's way too expensive. For a doll like yours, ten thousand yuan would be the maximum."
"Honey, please don't joke around. We are a legitimate official store, and every doll has a clearly marked price. In addition, online sales already offer a 10% discount; it's even more expensive in physical stores."
"Don't even think about scamming me, you liar."
"Honey, I suggest you earn more money so you can provide a better life for the baby. Keep it up!"
Bai Ye became even angrier when he saw the last message.
After getting angry, there was nothing that could be done about it.
There's nothing I can do; what they said is true. Right now, I'm living a life where I'm at their mercy.
I wanted to buy a doll of the same quality for my child, but I couldn't afford it.
Wait a minute! Something's not right.
Bai Ye finally realized the truth behind the matter.
If a doll of equal quality costs 100,000, then a room full of dolls would cost millions.
In other words, this wife, who is also the observer, must have a monthly salary of at least ten million.
She buys a room full of dolls for a baby who is just one month old without batting an eye, spending millions of dollars casually, but only transfers one million dollars to her husband when she is on a business trip. Doesn't this mean she doesn't treat Wu Neng, who is a full-time stay-at-home mom, as an equal?
She looks down on me.
Bai Ye once again realized that the former observer looked down on her own life as a full-time stay-at-home mom.
"One million? Only one million!"
A voice rang out from behind, silent yet deafening.
Bai Ye was lost in thought when he suddenly heard this, and he was so frightened that he almost flew out of his skin.
Before he could even speak, the person behind him was already muttering, "Xiao Neng, your wife is supposed to be a high earner, making tens of millions a month, a senior executive at some company. She's been away on business for three months, how come she only gives you this little bit of money?"
After a pause, as if she had thought of the so-called truth, she said, "Xiao Neng, did you make her angry? Oh dear, let me tell you, with your level of education, marrying her is like your ancestors' graves emitting auspicious smoke; you must have accumulated countless blessings in your past life. You should listen to her and try to please her, and try to coax more money into her every month."
"I told you not to do that job of yours before. You were working yourself to the bone and earning less than ten thousand. She can easily make millions or tens of millions just by letting a little slip through her fingers. Wouldn't it be faster for you to focus on pleasing her?"
As Bai Ye listened to the other person speak, his brows furrowed more and more.
After the environment was reset, the social status of the former observer changed, from a monthly salary of tens of thousands to a monthly salary of tens of millions.
In contrast, his social background has remained completely unchanged.
I still graduated from an ordinary university, and I still have to work myself to the bone and put in extra hours to earn just a few thousand.
So, what is the purpose of this strange thing?
In order to cut off the escape route for full-time stay-at-home dads and make them feel secure as dependents on the family, like dodder vines that can only rely on their former observers.
To make a living, do you swallow your anger and silently endure all the family troubles of being a full-time stay-at-home mom?
"Strange, are you still not giving up and want me to accept the previous observer?"
The copy card is "Mom works, Dad takes care of the child," where the former refers to the observer who is responsible for earning money to support the family, and the latter refers to the observer who takes care of the child full-time.
But the various trivialities and inequalities in their lives are completely ignored.
Players can restart for free, without any cost, if they wish to return to the first background environment.
The monotonous mechanical sound, however, carried a sense of anticipation in Bai Ye's ears.
Bai Ye's expression gradually turned sarcastic as he turned to look at the old man in front of him. "Dad, she can give if she wants, or not. I will not stoop to her level."
Why are you so stubborn?
“This isn’t stubbornness, it’s just what I should do. Before our child was born, I worked, and regardless of who earned more, we both contributed our labor. There’s no reason for her to discriminate against me just because she earns more. Well, she could discriminate, but I don’t accept it. I believe in equality.”
“After having children, I stayed home full-time to take care of them, while she continued to work. This is a division of labor, and we are both working hard for the family. Neither of us is more noble than the other.”
Bai Ye knew that the strange changes in environment and the different observers were all just to get a result.
That is, for someone who is a full-time stay-at-home mom, the lack of income puts them in a lowly position, forcing them to acknowledge that they are inferior to others.
But he just wouldn't!
He has worked for more than ten years, doing all kinds of jobs. He never felt ashamed as he earned the money through his own hard work.
There's nothing shameful about making money as long as you abide by the law!
Now, the same applies to full-time childcare jobs.
“She gives me small amounts and large amounts, so I can’t do anything about it for now. If it’s really not enough, then I’ll ask her to transfer more money to me.”
"Are you stupid? With your temper, do you think she'll give you more money?"
“Then I’ll earn it myself. I can’t beg for money on my knees.”
Seeing that they couldn't reach an agreement, and knowing that there was no point in staying in the house any longer, the old man packed his things and left without saying a word.
When Bai Ye woke up, he went to the living room and saw the note on the table, realizing that his father had come home.
[Xiao Neng, I'm home. If you keep being so stubborn, you'll suffer sooner or later. These three months, reflect on your actions and call me when you've made up your mind.]
The note was written in an arrogant tone, as if it was waiting to see Bai Ye struggle to take care of the child alone, become overwhelmed, break down in tears, and finally call for help.
This is not something a loving father should say.
Bai Ye scoffed after reading it and casually tossed the note into the trash can.
He went to the refrigerator to find something to eat and found some leftovers from lunch. He heated them up and made it his lunch.
We had just finished eating and hadn't even had time to wash the dishes when the baby woke up.
The crying penetrated several walls and reached Bai Ye's ears clearly.
Amidst the cries, Bai Ye seemed to hear the word "hunger."
He immediately grabbed warm water and a baby bottle and ran back to the room, prepared 100 ml of milk, and picked up the baby to feed him.
To everyone's surprise, the other person finished the drink in a few gulps, then pouted unhappily, saying, "Hungry, hungry."
Um?
Did I hear that right? This tiny baby can already talk?
"Baby, did you say you were hungry?" Bai Ye asked, both incredulous and expectant.
The baby held the empty bottle, smacked his lips, and said, "Drink, drink."
That's really true!
The baby ghost is something else; it can speak when it's only a month old. What a highly intelligent creature!
"Okay, okay, I'll keep making you milk powder if you're hungry. Don't worry, there's still enough for you."
Bai Ye has always been accommodating to all client requests, and as long as it doesn't violate his principles, he can even "indulge" them.
But after preparing the milk again and again, and after the baby had drunk 600 ml of milk in a row, he hesitated.
Clearly, this amount of food is alarming.
"Baby, you really are just a baby. Even if it's a ghost infant, it can't be too exaggerated, right?"
“In our world, a one-month-old baby drinking only 100 milliliters at a time is already seriously exceeding the recommended amount.”
Bai Ye tried to tell the other person that there should be a limit to drinking milk. If you keep drinking, you'll end up with big eyes but a small belly, and eventually you'll vomit.
"Do you know what it feels like to throw up after drinking? It's like your stomach is very full and painful, and you feel extremely uncomfortable. You wish you could throw up all the food you ate. At that time, you will miss the pleasure of an empty stomach."
The baby was stunned when he heard this.
It seems that even something as simple as drinking milk cannot satisfy this need.
But she had no better way to resist, so she could only give up eating and drinking and switch from physical pleasure to mental pleasure.
Suddenly, a voice on the phone announced: "Did you die? Parenting Tip: A quiz and reward game is about to begin. Please get ready immediately."
"Players who answer all questions correctly will pass the level and receive an extra reward. If any question is answered incorrectly, a penalty will be immediately imposed, and the corresponding amount of Ghost Coins will be deducted."
Mini-games!
Bai Ye's face immediately fell. This little baby is so small, he doesn't have much thinking ability yet, why is he playing this kind of intellectual game?
Wasn't the previous "Guess Where I Am" game pretty good?
However, this time the game seems to be more difficult. Not only will you lose ghost coins if you fail, but there will also be penalties?
Before I could think about it, a virtual screen popped up in front of me.
[Question 1: How much milk should a one-month-old baby drink at each feeding?]
[Single Choice Question: A. 100 ml B. 500 ml C. 1000 ml D. 3000 ml]
Bai Ye saw four options and chose A without thinking.
The moment my finger touched option A, the bright daylight instantly turned into darkness.
In the darkness, the baby cried incessantly, calling out "I'm hungry" and "I'm craving something."
Bai Ye saw a pool of bright red blood being dragged across the ground, slowly approaching the spot where he was sitting.
A notification popped up on the virtual screen: [Player made the wrong choice and is about to receive the Blood Infant punishment.]
Bai Ye looked at the bloodstains on the floor, slowly dragged them over, leaving behind a fluorescent glow.
Even though it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, he could still see clearly and even smell a faint scent of blood.
Closer, even closer.
Bai Ye instinctively stood up, wanting to get away from this thing.
But the moment I straightened up, I felt a sudden weight on my shoulders, and a grinding sound rang in my ears.
"Dad, you answered incorrectly. You have to accept the punishment."
Bai Ye opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
He seems to have lost his voice.
The light disappeared again, vision ceased to function, and touch became more sensitive.
Bai Ye could clearly feel the coldness on his neck, as if sharp teeth were tearing and grinding there, trying to bite through the skin and pierce the carotid artery.
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