In the afternoon, Bai Xiaohe returned from dropping Zhou Yunnan off at kindergarten and found her unfortunate son ransacking the house.
What are you doing?
"Find the household registration booklet."
"Household registration booklet? What do you need that for?"
"To register for marriage."
"Huh?" Ms. Bai Xiaohe's mouth opened wide enough to swallow an egg.
"Marriage? Yun Qing really agreed? My dear son, what did you do?"
The shock upon hearing the news quickly turned into ecstasy, and no one cared about who Zhou Sinian's marriage partner was.
As the saying goes, no one knows a child better than their mother, and Bai Xiaohe knew all too well his obsession with Yunqing.
She dared to say that since her son met Yun Qing, he had never touched a hair of any other woman, demonstrating a strong sense of male virtue.
Seeing his mother so agitated, Zhou Si coughed lightly, his expression as somber as ever.
"Mom, is it really necessary to get so worked up? It's like your son is unwanted."
Bai Xiaohe rolled her eyes rather inelegantly: "Tch—, stop pretending in front of your mother. I don't know if anyone wants you, but would you want to be with someone else? You probably only got Yun Qing's approval by throwing a tantrum."
“You’re really wrong this time.” Zhou Sinian couldn’t hide his smile after all: “It was your dear daughter-in-law who took the initiative to win me back. She even called me Brother Sinian for the first time ever. How could I not reluctantly agree?”
As he spoke, he took out his household registration booklet from the cabinet and carefully put it in his bag.
"Mom, I'm leaving now. We'll be back for dinner tonight. Remember to stew some pig's trotters; she loves your cooking the most."
Before the words were even finished, the person had already left through the door, their footsteps revealing an undisguised urgency.
"Still calling you Brother Si Nian?" Bai Xiaohe touched the goosebumps on her arm. "How can I not believe it? All you do is torment this old bone of mine, even stewing pig's trotters. You're such a spoiled brat!"
"Beep beep~~"
"Hey, Aunt Wang, when you come over this afternoon, buy two pounds of pig's trotters at the market. Make sure they're the freshest ones, the ones that have just been killed. Also, get some lobsters and crabs. You can buy the rest as you see fit."
"..."
"There are no guests, so there's nothing to celebrate. It's just the family having a simple meal. You don't need to do anything; I'll cook it myself."
"..."
"Oh, I'm not tired at all. The child insists on eating what I make, what can I do?"
"..."
"When people get old, all they want is for their family to be together. My last wish has finally been fulfilled..."
Zhou Yunnan's Troubles
It's summer again. Looking at the ice cream that has vanished from the refrigerator, Zhou Yunnan sat on the floor and threw a tantrum.
"Dad, your wife ate all my ice cream again."
Zhou Sinian sat on the sofa, worried that Yun Qing might catch a cold from eating too much cold food, so he warmed her stomach with his large, warm hands.
Upon hearing his son's accusation, he paused in his hand movements, then continued kneading as if nothing had happened.
"How can you prove that my wife ate it? Jumping to conclusions is not a good habit."
Zhou Yunnan stopped what he was doing, scrambled to his feet, and ran into the master bedroom.
A short while later, he came out carrying a pink trash can and started rummaging through it right in front of them.
"Look! This empty box is proof."
Yunqing found it amusing to watch her son rummaging through the trash, so she took out her phone and snapped a picture.
Then, without changing her expression, she said, "Yunnan, this ice cream is not for Mom."
"I don't believe it." Zhou Yunnan wasn't stupid. Before his mother came home, there was never a shortage of ice cream at home, but his father always told him not to eat too much.
He asked why, and Zhou Sinian said, "If you eat too much, your stomach will hurt. Your father can't take care of you all by himself. When your mother is willing to come back, you can eat as much as you want."
Zhou Yunnan was only three or four years old at the time. He didn't realize that he had grandparents and a nanny who had taken care of him since he was a child, so the situation his father described simply didn't exist.
When Yun Qing finally got home, he discovered that although no one was restricting his ice cream consumption, the ice cream in the refrigerator would mysteriously disappear.
"Dad is a liar! You clearly said that as long as Mom comes back, I can eat as much as I want."
Yun Qing sat up from his lap in surprise, her eyes wide: "You promised him something like that?"
"Ahem." Zhou Sinian scratched his head sheepishly, "Wife, let me explain, it was an accident."
"No, you don't need to explain." Yun Qing stopped him from saying anything more and turned to walk into the bedroom.
Zhou Sinian thought she was really angry and was extremely anxious, but he didn't dare to provoke her any further, so he could only cast a blaming look at his son.
"Xiao Nan, how could you tell Mom what we were talking about?"
"Why not? You're a liar, I'm going to show Mom what you're really like."
"When did I lie to you? Think back, since Mom came back, haven't I stopped telling you what to do about eating ice cream?"
"Then why didn't you ask Mom to save some for me?"
“Son, it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I don’t dare. Have you forgotten our family rules? Mom is the head of the household, and we must obey her unconditionally. How can we go against her decisions?”
"I don't care! I want ice cream! You untrustworthy and bad dad, I'm never talking to you again."
Yun Qing hid in the bedroom and waited until the father and son finished arguing before leisurely walking out.
"Xiao Nan, look what this is!"
She was holding a small box in her hand.
"Wow! It's ice cream!" Zhou Yunnan excitedly hugged her leg. "Mommy, is this for me?"
"Yes, this is what I hid in the small refrigerator where I keep face masks. Your dad ate all the others."
The smiles on Zhou Sinian and Zhou Yunnan's faces froze simultaneously: they saw through it but didn't say anything.
"Thank you, Mom. You're the best to me."
That night, Yun Qing secretly got out of bed and slipped into the gym on the basement floor, where there was a whole row of refrigerators filled with all kinds of drinks and ice cream.
Just as she opened one of them, a hand reached out from behind and easily pulled her into an embrace.
"ah!"
Yun Qing was startled and struggled frantically.
"Baby, it's me."
"What are you doing?" Yun Qing slapped Zhou Sinian's hand away in annoyance: "Why are you here so late at night instead of sleeping and scaring me?"
"If I hadn't come over, how would I have known there was this little glutton who was not only eating ice cream behind my son's back, but also trying to blame me?"
"So what? You have a problem with that?"
"How could I possibly have a problem with that? But shouldn't you give me some compensation?"
Zhou Sinian picked her up again and whispered something in her ear.
Upon hearing his words, Yun Qing's face flushed instantly, the blush spreading all the way to behind her ears.
"How can you be so indecent!"
"Didn't you already know? You said you liked me like this the night before last, how come you changed after getting out of bed..."
"Stop talking!" Yun Qing covered his mouth.
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