Chapter 184
Wu Ye held the cub in his arms and hurried back.
When they were almost at the top of the mountain, the little guy fell asleep with his head tilted.
The lights were on at Wuya Peak, and Qingheng, who had not yet gone to bed, was waiting in the room for the father and son who had not returned.
"Qingheng."
Wu Ye's voice came from far away.
Qingheng stood up to greet him.
Before he had taken two steps, Wu Ye came in holding the child.
"Jojo fell asleep."
Wu Ye's handsome face was filled with worry: "I'm afraid if I change his diaper, he'll wake up again."
Qingheng: "..."
Qingheng: "Why are you back so late?"
Wu Ye: “Alas.”
Wu Ye sighed heavily.
While putting the cub down, he told Qingheng what happened tonight.
"I caught two people kidnapping children. They wanted to kidnap our Qiao Qiao and sell him."
Qingheng: "What?"
There was a hint of anger in Qingheng's eyes: "They want to kidnap Qiao Qiao?"
"Yes, they said that if they sold Qiao Qiao, they wouldn't have to worry about the rest of their lives."
When Wu Ye said this, he also wanted to kill those two people.
But death is the simplest thing.
He did not impulsively send the two men on their way.
Once these two men are brought to the yamen, they will inevitably be severely tortured. Once they are convicted, the yamen will not let them off easily.
The government imposes extremely severe sentences for the crime of trafficking, especially for the trafficking of young children.
Even if they are lucky enough not to die, their days will be filled with torment.
Wu Ye finished talking about the disappointing things and finished changing Ming Qiao's diaper.
When he changed Mingqiao's diaper, he had to wash Mingqiao's little butt.
The small flower birthmark on Mingqiao's butt is still there.
Wu Ye pinched his chubby little butt, and when he saw that he opened his eyes, he took the opportunity to bite him.
"Little brat."
Ming Qiao rubbed his eyes.
After he rubbed his eyes, the fat boy looked much more sober.
Seeing his father and mother coming close to him, he lifted up his chubby feet and put them close to his father's face.
He was waiting for his father to bite his feet.
Wu Ye sniffed his chubby little feet and made a disgusted expression: "It stinks so badly, Daddy is going to faint from the stink!"
Ming Qiao's eyes curled up in laughter: "Hahaha."
He almost got a stitch in his side from laughing.
Wu Ye continued to smell his chubby little feet, and he continued to laugh.
Qingheng watched this childish little game for a long time before stopping it.
"Okay, stop teasing him and wash him and change his clothes."
"OK."
Wu Ye picked up the cub and took him to wash.
The little guy loves playing in water.
As soon as he saw the water, he took the initiative to stretch out his little hand to touch the water.
Not only does he touch the water, he also slaps the surface of the water.
Therefore, it takes two people to wash him every time.
Qingheng held his arms and legs to prevent him from moving or kicking, and Wu Ye took the opportunity to wash him quickly.
Even though Qingheng was holding him down, the little guy still managed to splash the water a few times.
He slightly wet Wu Ye and Qing Heng's clothes.
Nightfall.
Qingheng didn't let Wuye suffer.
He told Wu Ye to rest in a firm manner, and he himself coaxed the child.
After coaxing her until the second half of the night, Ming Qiao finally fell asleep in his arms.
A family of three lay on the bed, next to each other.
Wu Ye went to bed early, but didn't fall asleep.
His wife and children were still asleep, but he still couldn't be calm enough to go to bed.
"Are your arms sore?"
Wu Ye held Qingheng's arm and rubbed it: "Qiaoqiao really needs to control his weight. It's really tiring to hold him for a while."
Qing Heng disagreed with Wu Ye's opinion: "It's better for children to be fatter."
Wu Ye: “Being too fat is not good either.”
The two parents argued for a while about whether it was better for their child to be fatter or thinner. Finally, Wu Ye keenly realized that if they continued to argue like this, it might cause family trouble.
He made a prompt decision and changed his opinion.
"Our Qiao Qiao just looks chubby, but he's not one of those ugly little fat guys out there."
Wu Ye compromised and said, "Then let's raise it this way."
The two finished talking about this somewhat dangerous topic.
Wu Ye’s handsome face came over and kissed Qing Heng.
"Thank you for your hard work in getting Qiao Qiao to sleep just now. Now close your eyes and have a good sleep."
Qingheng didn't dodge when he was kissed.
He had experienced all kinds of intimacy, tenderness, and ferocity between them.
He had long lost the initial awkwardness towards such a touch.
He closed his eyes, and before falling asleep, he suddenly whispered something.
"It would be nice if Xiaoyou and the others were here too."
Xiao You, and Qiao Qiao's grandparents, grandpa and grandma...
If they were all here, it would definitely be more lively here.
Wu Ye embraced his wife and child, coaxing them softly, "Soon, children grow up very quickly. When Qiao Qiao is a little older, we can go back."
"Um."
Qingheng responded, hugged Mingqiao, and fell asleep.
People don’t know how long time passes, and in the blink of an eye, flowers bloom and then fade.
Mingqiao finally learned to walk when he was one year and three months old.
He walked a little slowly. There was a little kid nearby who would be able to walk after his first birthday.
Ming Qiao waited three months longer than others before he could walk unsteadily with his short legs.
Wu Ye looked at his duck-like steps and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was so scared, I almost thought there was something wrong with the little guy's legs."
As adults, we tend to become suspicious of the slightest clues from children.
A while ago, Qingheng noticed that Mingqiao's eyes were a little red, and he suspected that he had some disease, but after a lot of trouble, Mingqiao's eyes finally healed, and he still couldn't find a specific cause.
Wu Ye is the same as Qing Heng.
Because of Mingqiao's walking problem, he was privately worried a lot.
"Daddy, Mommy!"
Ming Qiao didn't use any circumlocution when calling "mother", so he called her "mother" as just "mother" or "mother ya".
Not only can he walk now, he can also speak more and more.
The kid walking in the open space has to squat down from time to time.
As soon as he squatted down, Wu Ye and Qing Heng would immediately stop chatting.
One of them will go over and stop the little fat boy from taking his next move.
“Pah—”
Wu Ye knocked away the thing that the little guy had squatted down to pick up, then took the little guy aside and let him play with something else.
Mingqiao didn't cry even though his hand was hit.
He looked at his little hands and continued playing as if nothing had happened.
He is getting smarter now and knows that he is in the wrong.
When he picked up things and put them in his mouth, his parents would hit his hands.
After Wu Ye spanked the little guy's hands, he watched him continue playing.
A child who has just learned to walk is more difficult to take care of than before.
At this stage, the child will never be quiet. He will not let adults hold him and will want to walk by himself.
But, he walked unsteadily.
In this open space in the sect, Ming Qiao walked less than five meters and fell three times.
He fell down, and Wu Ye turned his head away without looking at him.
There was no adult watching. The baby fell to the ground, pouted, supported himself with his little hands, and tried to get up.
But if someone looked at him and spoke, like this little disciple who was passing by -
"Ouch, Qiao Qiao, why did you fall?"
The young disciple looked at Ming Qiao who had fallen to the ground and rushed over without thinking.
Before he could pick up the cub from the ground, the cub started crying.
Wu Ye, who was pretending to be blind, said: "..."
Wu Ye simply didn't want to talk anymore.
He said nothing, just pretending to be silent and watching his little disciple coax the baby.
The kid who was being coaxed is now extremely spoiled.
With tears in his eyes, he leaned on his little disciple and said in a choked voice: "Hug me."
The little disciple: "Okay, okay, I'll hold you."
The little disciple was so happy that he almost fainted when the fat boy asked him to hug him.
With a dreamy expression on his face, he picked up the chubby cub.
The cub was picked up, with tears in his eyes, and continued to ask in his baby voice: "Buy, buy."
Young disciple: “Ah?”
What does this mean?
Wu Ye kindly offered off-field assistance: "He meant to buy something."
In addition to the increase in the number of words for calling people, the little guy has also mastered a few words -
"hug."
"Door door."
“Buy, buy.”
"eat!"
In addition to these high-frequency words, the little guy has also mastered a skill: kissing.
When he makes a request, he pouts and gives a kiss.
When the young disciple heard that Ming Qiao wanted to buy something, he wanted to take out all his assets on the spot.
Wu Ye looked at the young disciple above him and said with a smile: "Okay, don't let him mess around. Just do what you need to do and ignore him."
Wu Ye is fine.
He and Qingheng only do one thing, which is to take care of the children.
He sent the little disciple away and then brought Ming Qiao over.
"Let's go to the foot of the mountain and play with the little brothers and sisters, okay?"
There were several families living at the foot of the mountain in Lintian Sect, and they all had little kids.
Wu Ye and Qing Heng sometimes bring Ming Qiao over to play.
On the way.
Wu Ye also specifically reminded: "When playing with other children, don't hit others, understand?"
The child is young and his hands are a little fragile.
Ming Qiao is no exception.
He had just raised his little hand and slapped Wu Ye in the face.
His little slap was quite crisp.
Before Wu Ye could react, Qing Heng's face darkened, he grabbed his little hand and slapped him.
Qingheng’s beating hurt.
The little guy burst into tears on the spot.
He cried, but Qingheng didn't comfort him, and he didn't allow Wu Ye to comfort him either.
Just like that, the little guy cried until the end, his eyes turned red and he stopped crying.
When he stopped crying, he threw himself into the adults' arms. Qingheng then caught him and explained to him that it was not okay to hit others.
This happened several times in a row, and Mingqiao no longer dared to hit anyone with his chubby hands.
Qingheng loves his son.
For Ming Qiao, both he and Wu Ye are willing to sacrifice their lives.
But love is love, and when it comes to education, neither of them chooses to spoil their child.
They have their principles.
They know that if they allow their children to develop bad habits and do not stop them, their children will be the ones who suffer when they grow up.
They will spoil their babies, but others may not do the same.
The family of three lived a peaceful life.
Wu Ye and Qing Heng both felt that time was passing by quickly.
Before they noticed, Mingqiao had grown from a kid who could barely walk steadily to three years old, stumbling and falling.
Three-year-old Mingqiao has a round face and chubby hands and feet.
His fatness is just the kind of fat that is pleasing in the eyes of adults, not the real fat that makes people worry.
The adults watched him grow up, and it goes without saying that they loved him.
And the cub, who was surrounded by love, also had his own little troubles when the adults were unaware.
He sat on the grass, his face supported by his chubby hands, thinking about the people and things that suddenly popped up in his head.
"elder brother."
As he thought about it, he murmured aloud.
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