“Okay, you two don’t see each other often, and I rarely see him either. Now that we have some time, we can take a closer look.”
Yong Xingchen had never experienced the pain of separation from his mother, since he had grown up with her since childhood, so he did not want to continue to suffer that pain.
Now that his child is back, he wanted to see her as soon as possible. Normally, they could only see each other once in the morning when he paid his respects, which was really too difficult.
Tang Baozhu was definitely happy to see her son. Although she was a rather cold-hearted person, she still had a motherly love for her son.
Although there may not be many.
"Then I'll wait here, sir."
We went straight to the next room. The little guy is now five or six months old and doesn't sleep as much as he used to. He was lying in bed right now, waving his little hands and babbling away, I don't know what he was saying.
She quickly stepped forward and carefully held the little one in her arms. Perhaps because it was unfamiliar with the baby, it seemed to struggle a little, but perhaps sensing Tang Baozhu's presence, it struggled for a moment and then quickly stopped.
"Ah ah."
"An'an is such a good girl, shall we go see Daddy?"
"Ah ah."
Tang Baozhu couldn't understand what he was saying anyway, so she just took it as his agreement and then carried him to the main room next door.
"Xingchen, come and see our son! He's grown so well! When I picked him up, he felt like he weighed at least 20 pounds. It seems like his mother and the others have taken good care of him. At least he's so chubby. Pinch his cheeks, doesn't it feel nice?"
No wonder Tang Baozhu looks like a strange aunt; it's just that her son is so handsome that you just want to pinch his cheeks.
Looking at her son being kneaded in Baozhu's hands, Yong Xingchen suddenly felt a pang of heartache for her son, realizing how difficult it must be for him at such a young age.
Suddenly, I had a feeling that it would be nice to be raised by my own mother.
At the same time, there was a feeling that her own son was really too disappointing, because he didn't struggle when Baozhu rubbed his face, and obediently let his mother rub it.
In the end, I still felt that he was my own son, so I decided to save him this once.
“Baozhu, An’an’s face is all red from being pinched. Why don’t we just let it go and put him next to me so I can take a good look at him? I haven’t seen him for a few days.”
Tang Baozhu silently rolled her eyes, as if she really was a stepmother, but she gently placed her son next to her, saying, "Be careful of your injuries. His hands and feet are moving around everywhere; be careful not to hurt your wounds."
If I accidentally kick him in the butt, he'd probably jump out of bed in pain.
Suddenly I feel a strong urge to see that kind of scene. Have I really turned bad?
"You're overthinking it. An'an is still so young, how could she possibly get hurt? Right, Daddy's An'an?"
Looking at his chubby son, Yong Xingchen was overjoyed. He could only cherish him while he was still young. Once the boy was old enough to understand, he would have to be a strict father.
Xiao An'an is still too young to understand what her father and mother are saying. Perhaps she finds their words a bit boring, so she simply clenched her hands into small fists and stuffed them into her mouth.
It's just that its mouth is a little small, so it can't fit in properly, and then it gets very anxious and starts whimpering.
Seeing her son on the verge of tears, Yong Xingchen quickly comforted him, taking his hand away to stop him from eating. "An'an, be good, don't suck your hand. When you grow a little older, you can eat delicious food."
Tang Baozhu glanced at An'an and thought she might be hungry. She was already five or six months pregnant and should be able to eat some complementary food. She quickly called the maid outside.
"Xia Zhu, I remember there are still some apples in the storeroom, but not many. Take one to the kitchen and steam it, then bring it back."
"Yes, young mistress."
Tang Baozhu felt a little uncomfortable hearing the maid call her "Young Mistress," since she hadn't been officially recognized as the wife yet, and it felt awkward to be addressed with that title.
She hadn't cared at first, but the maid's use of the term "young mistress" always felt awkward. Since she was unhappy, she decided to make it official as soon as possible.
"Master, after hearing what the maid said, don't you have anything to say?"
Tang Baozhu said in a charming tone, but unfortunately, her tone was so obvious it was obvious to a blind man.
Yong Xingchen was focused on her son and didn't pay attention to what Baozhu and the maid were saying. She originally wanted to just give a casual reply, but she was worried that she might say something wrong if she did.
"I wasn't paying attention just now, why don't you repeat it again? What did the maid say?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the maid called me 'Young Madam' just now, and it just felt uncomfortable to hear it. I wonder if Master has any ideas?"
It could be said that this was a direct indication that Tang Baozhu did not want to become his legal wife, but was thinking about the future of her son. After all, the reputation of the eldest son of the Marquis's family was better, so she had this idea.
Moreover, she didn't believe that anyone other than her own household could give birth to a child.
The birth control pills she had given Yong Xingchen were almost due, after all, it had been almost a year. If Yong Xingchen was sensible, it wouldn't be impossible to have a double celebration.
Yong Xingchen understood Baozhu's meaning immediately and had no objection to it. Besides, he didn't plan to look for anyone other than Baozhu.
Even if we don't consider Baozhu's feelings, we should at least consider An'an's. After all, the reputation of the eldest son of the Marquis's family sounds better, and it will be of greater help to An'an in the future.
“Baozhu, don’t worry. I’ve already discussed this with my father. However, his opinion is that we need to consider the reputation of the Marquis of Anshun’s family. We can’t immediately elevate you to the status of wife right after the divorce. High-ranking families value face the most, so we can only ask you to wait a little longer.”
Tang Baozhu was surprised that he had already considered this idea, which made her feel a little better.
"If that's the case, we can talk about it again after some time."
The matter of having a child is being brought forward now. After all, Yong Xingchen has had such a strained relationship with the Marquis and his wife because of her. If there is no way to ease the tension, then their relationship will definitely not be able to be maintained in the future.
Although he doesn't regret it now, no one knows if he will regret it after the old couple passes away.
So there's no need to make things too tense. I think my relationship with my parents-in-law will ease a bit after I get pregnant.
Anyway, I don't have to take care of the children; there are plenty of people in the Marquis's mansion who like to take care of children.
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