Chapter 56
On the way to pick up the bride from the Meng family, the Han family was also extremely busy.
The preserved egg and tofu arrived yesterday evening, and last night the two of them shared a bed with Han Shuo.
Han Shuo's back ached from sleeping, and Han Hong woke him up at six in the morning to wash up and change. After changing, he ate something quickly and then Han Hong told him to stay on the second floor.
Downstairs, the villagers who came to help were making a lot of noise, and every now and then, a few older women would come upstairs to check on Han Shuo.
In the 21st century, Han Shuo once served as a groomsman for his relatives' brothers and helped them pick up their brides. At that time, he and the others cheered at the door and peeked at the shy bride through the crack in the door.
Unexpectedly, he is now the one waiting on the second floor to be picked up for his wedding. In particular, the older women who came upstairs reminded him not to get out of bed before leaving the house and told him to sit on the bed.
This made Han Shuo feel both frustrated and awkward, and the worst part was that he was bored just sitting there doing nothing.
So Han Shuo asked Han Hong to bring a deck of cards, and he simply sat on the bed playing cards with Century Egg Tofu while waiting for Meng Yuxiu to come and pick him up.
Han Hong couldn't do anything about his younger brother, so he could only shake his head and smile.
A man from the same village who was watching Han Shuo and his friends play cards chuckled and reminded the man with preserved egg and tofu, "Hey, you two are the best men today, so you'd better put in a good effort and not let the groom take our little Shuo away so easily!"
Pidan patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry! I guarantee the groom will have to pass seventy-two challenges today!"
Tofu: "We'll give him some difficult questions, and he can only take Han Shuo away if he can answer them!"
People around them chimed in, "When the groom arrives, everyone block the door!"
Seeing this, Han Shuo was genuinely worried for Meng Yuxiu. He couldn't imagine whether Meng Yuxiu, who blushed so easily and couldn't utter a sound for so long, could handle it.
"Hey, that's enough already. He's shy, don't push him too hard."
Everyone laughed when they heard Han Shuo say that.
Someone jokingly said to Han Hong, "This Xiao Shuo hasn't even left the house yet, and he's already siding with outsiders!"
Han Hong was grinning from ear to ear.
Seeing that it was almost time, Han Hong told Han Shuo and the others to put away the playing cards, while he himself hurriedly went downstairs to recount the things he needed to take to the Meng family.
With a loud firecracker going off from the village entrance, the Meng family's wedding procession arrived.
Upon hearing the commotion, Pidan rushed to the second-floor window and shouted, "Meng Yuxiu is here! Hahaha!"
"Really? Let me see!" Upon hearing this, Han Shuo disregarded whether he could get out of bed or not, got off the bed, and went straight to the window.
He was particularly curious about what Meng Yuxiu, that silly boy, was like today.
He stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the path beside the house.
From afar, he saw a large group of people walking towards him on the path, and among them were the Meng family's wedding procession and villagers from Xiaoshi Village who came to share in the joy.
They joyfully surrounded Meng Yuxiu, who was at the head of the group.
Han Shuo had seen Meng Yuxiu wearing a white shirt before.
Today, however, he wore a white shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, all meticulously, which made his already slender figure appear even more lean and tall, clean and neat.
The hem of his shirt was tucked into his narrow waist and tied with a black leather belt, which added a touch of maturity and composure to the young man's youthful appearance, perfectly showcasing his temperament that was somewhere between a boy and a man.
Meng Yuxiu looked very nervous, biting his lip several times before letting go. Finally, Han Shuo saw his deep black eyes shining with dazzling sunlight, and saw him walking steadily towards everyone's gaze, his back straight, holding a bouquet of flowers, carrying the most ardent emotions of his youth.
As Han Shuo watched, a smile crept onto his face. He didn't know how other men felt about getting married, but at this moment, he felt the joy of marriage from the bottom of his heart.
This joy comes from the excitement brought by fireworks and firecrackers, from the blessings from family and friends, and even more so from the pure and sincere love of a young boy.
Han Shuo looked out the window, but Meng Yuxiu was too nervous to notice.
The entrance was crowded with people, including Han's relatives and friends, as well as villagers from Xiaoshi Village. When they saw the wedding procession arrive, they all cheered and blocked the tightly closed door.
Before Meng Yuxiu arrived, he had heard about some customs related to weddings, but when he actually witnessed the scene, he was at a loss.
Even so, even though the door in front of him was blocked and he couldn't get in, even though he was being jostled around by the crowd, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
The Han family was making a fuss, saying they couldn't take Han Shuo away so easily, while the Meng family was yelling at Han Shuo to open the door.
Han Hong stood to the side, smoking a cigarette and watching the lively scene with a smile.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Groom, shouldn't you show your affection?"
Before Meng Yuxiu arrived, everyone had given him a heads-up, and he immediately understood. He took out a pack of Da Hong Ying cigarettes from the bag he was carrying and distributed them one by one to the men blocking the door. He also gave red eggs and candy to the women and children.
Someone else chimed in, "We've passed this test, but we can't let Xiao Shuo pass it so easily."
"Yes, yes! You need to show some sincerity!"
"You have to ask the bride if she agrees to open the door!"
Meng Yuxiu had only spoken on the classroom podium or in the school auditorium before. It wasn't that he hadn't confessed his feelings to Han Shuo before, but this was the first time in his life that he had done it in front of everyone.
His face immediately flushed red, he gripped the bouquet tightly, and stammered, unable to utter a single syllable. However, the Meng family members beside him reminded him not to miss the auspicious time.
He got nervous and finally looked up at the second floor, took a deep breath, and said, "Han Shuo, open the door, I've come to get you."
Upon hearing the shy, polite voice of the young man, everyone burst into laughter.
"The sound is so soft, nobody can hear it!!"
"Did you hear that upstairs?"
Upstairs, the preserved egg and tofu shouted back, "Didn't hear you!!"
"Try it again! Shout it again!"
Meng Yuxiu had no choice but to raise his head again and shout, "Han Shuo! I've come to get you!"
Han Shuo heard Meng Yuxiu's voice from upstairs and laughed so hard that tears almost streamed down his face. He could imagine Meng Yuxiu blushing but trying to keep a straight face; he probably had never used such a loud voice in his life.
The people downstairs continued to block the door, and Meng Yuxiu had no choice but to ask Gao Ze and Chen Dongdong for help.
Upon receiving the signal, Gao Ze, Chen Dongdong, and the Meng family members hurriedly grabbed a handful of wedding candies from their bags and scattered them among the crowd. Then, taking advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted while grabbing the candies, they burst through the door and escorted Meng Yuxiu into the house, while Meng Yuxiu rushed up the stairs.
The preserved eggs and tofu couldn't hide Meng Yuxiu's large size, so they had to let him pass.
Meng Yuxiu spotted Han Shuo standing by the window at a glance.
When he saw Han Shuo leaning against the desk, arms crossed, raising an eyebrow and smiling slightly at him, he suddenly couldn't help but feel his eyes welling up with tears.
Even though they were already so familiar with each other and had met countless times, Meng Yuxiu still couldn't stop the trembling in his heart this time.
"Wow, you're up here so quickly!" Han Shuo joked.
"Um."
Meng Yuxiu slowly walked over, stopped in front of Han Shuo, and then slowly presented the bouquet of flowers in his hand to Han Shuo.
Han Shuo looked at his two reddened ears, then at his lowered eyes, and whispered to him, "Han Shuo, I've come to pick you up."
Everyone else who could squeeze upstairs was upstairs, while those who couldn't were craning their necks to look from the stairs.
Pidan laughed and shouted, "Hey Meng Yuxiu, you should ask Han Shuo if he can marry you!"
Embarrassed by the crowd's teasing, Han Shuo gestured with his chin towards Pi Dan and said with a smile, "That's enough!"
Despite being teased by everyone until his eyes turned red, Meng Yuxiu still looked up and gazed into Han Shuo's eyes, saying, "Han Shuo... marry me."
Although Han Shuo was also very happy, he still couldn't help but get goosebumps from the scene. He snatched the bouquet from Meng Yuxiu's hand and nodded repeatedly, saying vaguely, "Okay, okay, I'll marry you, I'll marry you."
Meng Yuxiu could no longer maintain his reserved smile; the corners of his lips could no longer be pursed.
Seeing this scene at the window, everyone started cheering for a kiss.
Although the two had kissed so many times during missions before, this time, in front of so many people, not only Meng Yuxiu, but even Han Shuo felt a little embarrassed.
Meng Yuxiu's face immediately turned red. At home, his relatives and friends teased him, saying that as the groom, he needed to be thick-skinned and take the initiative.
Hearing the crowd's jeers, he felt both eager to take the initiative and embarrassed, and for a moment, he didn't even know where to put his hands.
Han Shuo, fearing that he might be overwhelmed by the commotion, simply said to everyone, "It's just a kiss, isn't it?"
"Can I kiss you guys like this?" Han Shuo smiled and gestured with his chin toward Meng Yuxiu. "Come closer."
When Meng Yuxiu got close, Han Shuo pulled him down by the neck and kissed him.
Almost the instant their lips touched, Meng Yuxiu instinctively hugged Han Shuo tightly.
In an instant, cheers erupted from the second floor.
The joyous and lively wedding procession was halfway complete. Afterwards, Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu ate tangyuan (sweet rice balls) together. Not long after, it was time to leave, and Han Hong, as the bride's elder brother, personally carried Han Shuo downstairs.
Han Shuo hadn't expected this part to happen. At first, he was reluctant to participate, but he couldn't resist the customs of the time, so he gave up. Anyway, he was already a bride, so it didn't matter if there was another embarrassing thing.
So he, standing at 1.8 meters tall, climbed onto Han Hong's back. Luckily, Han Hong was also strong, otherwise it would have been quite difficult for him.
After being carried on their backs, the group walked out of the Han family home in a lively manner, with Meng Yuxiu following closely behind, while Han Ting was carried by Pidan and also followed along.
"Brother, am I a bit heavy? Do you want to put me down?"
It takes a few minutes to walk from the Han family home to the village entrance. Despite the noisy chatter all around, Han Shuo could still hear Han Hong's slightly rough breathing amidst the chaotic atmosphere.
Han Hong smiled and said to his younger brother, "It's not heavy, this is nothing, I can carry it."
Since arriving in this world, Han Shuo has no memory of his own body. His closeness to Han Hong and Han Ting is entirely due to his body's instinctive feelings.
However, at this moment, as he lay on Han Hong's broad back and smelled the warm, sun-kissed scent emanating from Han Hong, he was momentarily dazed.
In a daze, he seemed to see the same summer, on a sun-dried path, a dark-skinned boy carrying an even smaller boy, swaying as he walked.
The little boy looked sick, his narrow eyelids drooping as he lay on the boy's back.
"Brother, when are we going home?"
The boy bounced the little boy on his back to make him more stable. He was covered in sweat, his eyelashes almost clumped together. He turned his head and grinned, coaxing, "Be good, listen to me, we'll be home soon."
"We're home. Shall I buy you a popsicle?"
The little boy nodded listlessly, his two thin arms wrapping around the boy's neck even tighter. He closed his small eyelids, pressed his face against the boy's thin back, and smelled the faint scent of sunshine on him.
"I want a popsicle."
"Okay, I'll be cured right away after eating the popsicle."
The little boy was two or three years old, and the boy looked no more than twelve or thirteen. He was wearing a faded vest with a slightly yellowed collar, and under the blazing sun, he carried the little boy step by step toward the distant village.
He walked with difficulty, gently comforting her: "Little Shuo, we'll be home soon. When we get home, your brother will buy you a popsicle..."
Suddenly, Han Shuo felt a lump in his throat for no apparent reason. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother, did you ever carry me like this before?"
As they were about to leave Xiaoshi Village, Han Hong carried Han Shuo on his back, muttering to himself with concern. Hearing Han Shuo's words, he laughed and said, "That's right. When you were little, you were sick all the time, so I had to carry you on my back every other day. How about that? I can still carry you now, right?"
"You were so naughty when you were little, you would move around and make a fuss even when I carried you on my back..."
"His teeth are all decayed, but he still keeps asking for candy..."
"Hahaha, he even wet the bed last night, I washed the sheets until they were full of holes..."
During the short journey, Han Hong reminisced about his childhood, his voice so soft that it was almost drowned out by the surrounding noise.
Yet, each sound struck Han Shuo's eardrums clearly.
"From now on, we must live a good life..."
Han Shuo suppressed the stinging sensation in his nose and listened to Han Hong's voice, which carried the deepest emotions in the softest tone. As they arrived at the village entrance, amidst the deafening sounds of fireworks and firecrackers, he smiled and nodded vigorously.
Three tractors, loaded with people, roared towards Xiqiao Village. When they got off at the entrance of Xiqiao Village, more than a dozen large round tables had already been set up in the open space under the big tree in front of Meng Yuxiu's house.
A large boiler by the roadside was billowing with steam. Villagers who came to help each carried a tray with several hot dishes on it. They moved between the large round tables, serving the dishes in an orderly manner before leaving.
Once all the guests were seated, the table was laden with a variety of delicious dishes, including chicken, duck, fish, and meat.
Mencius' father and mother, along with the elders of the Mencius family, greeted everyone, offering them cigarettes and drinks.
After Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu returned, they didn't rest in the new house for long before being called downstairs because they were to prepare to toast the guests at each table.
Having experienced marriage, he realized how busy newlyweds are. Han Shuo usually has no appetite, but today he was truly starving.
Before the toasting ceremony began, Meng's mother told Meng Yuxiu to take Han Shuo to the main table to eat something.
After Han Shuo sat down, he was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to eat.
Seeing this, Meng Yuxiu quickly asked him what he wanted to eat.
Han Shuo waved his hand weakly and said, "Whatever, I can eat a whole pig now."
Meng Yuxiu quickly got up, picked up a piece of pork knuckle, and put it in Han Shuo's bowl.
Preserved Egg and Tofu, who were also groomsmen, were sitting at the main table. Seeing Han Shuo wolfing down his food, they couldn't help but wonder, "No way, Han Shuo, how come you're so hungry? We ate breakfast together."
Han Shuo was barely able to eat; he had no energy to answer them.
Han Hong felt sorry for his younger brother and kept telling him to eat slowly.
After eating half a chunk of braised pork knuckle, Han Shuo finally came back to life and leaned back in his chair to catch his breath.
Meng Yuxiu glanced at his stomach discreetly, then leaned closer and whispered, "How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Han Shuo waved his hand, "I'm alright, just hungry. If I had eaten any slower, I probably would have fainted."
Meng Yuxiu asked, "I put some biscuits and red eggs in your pocket."
Han Shuo looked at him and grumbled, "Don't even mention it, I finished eating a long time ago. I'm really fed up, either he has no appetite all day, or he acts like he hasn't eaten in eight hundred years."
Meng Yuxiu couldn't help but chuckle softly.
After greeting several tables of guests, Meng Yuxiu's grandmother came over to talk to Han Hong. In front of Han Hong, she kept praising Han Shuo, and Han Hong's smile never left his face.
Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu quickly ate some food and then went over with their four groomsmen to offer toasts.
The teachers from Yunxi Middle School and the students from Class 1 and Class 7 sat at one table. When Han Shuo and his group arrived at this table, the atmosphere became even more lively.
The male math teacher who taught classes one and seven, his face flushed from drinking, held up his bowl and said to the other teachers, "You might be surprised that Meng Yuxiu is getting married to Han Shuo, but I'm not surprised at all."
As soon as the male teacher spoke, the others asked curiously, "What did you mean?"
The male teacher, having had too much to drink, started talking non-stop. He chuckled and said, "Those two started dating last year. I was passing by the playground the other day and saw them sitting on the dormitory steps with their textbooks propped up, hahaha."
Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu, holding their bowls, were immediately dumbfounded.
The two quickly looked at Meng's parents and Han Hong.
Unfortunately, everyone was more interested in hearing about the newlyweds' funny stories, and their attention was entirely focused on this table, including the elders.
"Hey, hey, teacher, hurry up and drink, hurry up and eat!" Han Shuo quickly tried to divert attention.
The male teacher was so overjoyed by his student's wedding that he couldn't control himself.
"They were secretly kissing, and when I walked over, they pretended to be reading books and laughed."
Han Shuo: "..."
Meng Yuxiu's face flushed. He quickly looked at the main table and saw his father and Han Hong shaking their heads, unable to bear the sight.
Meanwhile, Mencius' mother awkwardly chatted with the other relatives.
"Meng Yuxiu and Han Shuo, come here, your teacher wishes you a happy marriage!"
Fortunately, the topic quickly passed, and everyone at the table stood up to congratulate the newlyweds.
However, everyone noticed that Han Shuo's bowl contained soda, and they teased, "Hey, Han Shuo, why are you drinking soda on your wedding day?"
Han Shuo smiled awkwardly and mumbled, "I have a low alcohol tolerance and can't drink."
Pan Xiaodong shouted, "Bullshit! Didn't you drink at my wedding too? I thought you could hold your liquor pretty well that time!"
"Yes, hurry up and change the wine!"
Meng Yuxiu could only blush and say tactfully, "He can't drink alcohol right now."
"Can't drink alcohol? Why can't you drink alcohol?" The unmarried classmates didn't understand.
But the teachers realized what was happening and immediately started teasing Meng Yuxiu: "Wow, Yuxiu, you're really capable! You managed to get both the top score in the imperial examination and get married!"
Actually, Han Shuo had toasted so many tables that everyone else had a vague idea of what was going on, but what did it matter? The two of them hadn't neglected their studies and had both been admitted to university. Even if people talked about it behind their backs, they would probably add, "The Meng family's son became the top scholar in the imperial examination, and his wife is a university student!"
Since Han Shuo couldn't drink, Meng Yuxiu had to drink with him in his place.
After the banquet ended and the guests left, he was completely drunk.
Han Shuo finished washing up early and went to his room.
Today, Han Hong and Han Ting are staying in the Meng family's guest room. It's still early, so Han Hong is chatting with the Meng family elders on the first floor, while Han Ting is excitedly playing with the children from Xiqiao Village under the big tree outside.
Electric wires were strung in the yard, and light bulbs hung high, so even without the lights on, the second floor was brightly lit by the light coming from outside.
Outside the courtyard, the neighbors were washing dishes. Han Shuo leaned against the window, listening to the crisp sounds of the dishes and chopsticks mixed with the running water, listening to everyone's chatter, and feeling the tranquility of the falling night.
At ten o'clock, Meng Yuxiu went upstairs.
The effects of the evening's drinking hadn't worn off yet, and Han Shuo noticed that his fair cheeks were flushed, though his steps were still relatively steady.
The house quieted down after a lively day, and everyone else went back to their rooms to rest.
Although Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu had done many intimate things, today felt different for Meng Yuxiu. Looking at Han Shuo sitting on their new bed, from this day forward, their relationship would be inextricably intertwined.
From that moment on, he and Han Shuo could do anything intimate without feeling guilty. He could do it openly and honestly, whether before or after sleep.
He felt an indescribable sense of secret joy and urgency.
However, with his parents and elders all under one roof, Meng Yuxiu was not a seasoned veteran. Suddenly, he could openly share a room with Han Shuo. Although the two had not yet done anything, Meng Yuxiu still felt a little shy, as if the elders in the other room, separated by a door and a wall, all knew what they were going to do.
The thought of this brought a surge of forbidden, ambiguous, yet exciting feelings to his head.
Han Shuo was already lying on the bed in his underwear, with the fan blowing on him. Seeing Meng Yuxiu's expression, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "What are you still standing there for? Aren't you going to come and lie down?"
Meng Yuxiu moved, slowly approaching the bed. Han Shuo had seen his body many times before, but he didn't want Han Shuo to notice his anxious expression.
Because after closing the door, he had become uncontrollably aroused after seeing Han Shuo's long legs lying on the bed.
Han Shuo moved aside a little to make room for him, then looked up at the colorful ceiling.
"I didn't have time to look closely during the day, I didn't expect you to decorate your little room so festively."
Meng Yuxiu sat on the edge of the bed, slowly unbuttoning his shirt while looking up at the ceiling.
"My grandma, my aunt, and my mom decorated it together."
As he spoke, he curled the corners of his lips and looked at Han Shuo, saying, "I hung the latte art."
Seeing his ingratiating expression, Han Shuo chuckled and pinched his cheek, praising him like a child, "Wow, you're so capable!"
Meng Yuxiu smiled, pursed his lips, took off his shirt, and then slowly unzipped his pants.
Han Shuo could easily notice the change in him, but he enjoyed watching Meng Yuxiu act both impatient and composed.
So he deliberately moved closer, staring at Meng Yuxiu's hands as he unzipped his pants.
After unbuttoning his shirt and taking off his pants, Meng Yuxiu deliberately tried to distract himself, as if to cover something up.
He gave Han Shuo an awkward smile and said, "Red underwear, my mom made me wear it."
Han Shuo chuckled, rubbing his leg with amusement. He deliberately raised an eyebrow and teased, "Hmm, red underwear, I saw it. And then? Your red underwear is crying."
Meng Yuxiu couldn't hold back any longer. He threw his pants under the bed, got on the bed, turned over, and pinned Han Shuo down.
He had been drinking today, and his heart was beating slightly faster; a faint smell of alcohol wafted onto Han Shuo's neck.
"Hey, hey, hey." Han Shuo couldn't help but laugh at Meng Yuxiu's clumsy behavior. He knew exactly what Meng Yuxiu wanted to do right now, but he still wanted to tease him. "It's mentioned in the novel that the mission will be completed as long as I give birth to the child."
Meng Yuxiu, his eyes blurry with the effects of alcohol, frowned upon hearing Han Shuo's words and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Are you stupid?" Han Shuo suppressed a laugh and continued, "It means we can take a break and don't need to do it anymore."
Actually, after getting pregnant, not only Meng Yuxiu thought about it, but Han Shuo also couldn't control himself. He felt that in addition to telling him that men's symptoms were obvious during ovulation, the doctor had missed a point, which was about pregnancy.
The physical discomfort is real, and the thirst is also real.
Han Shuo had been busy all day, and he should have washed up and gone to bed long ago, but he held back for so long and waited for Meng Yuxiu to return to his room.
However, before that, Han Shuo was happy to hold back for a few more minutes to add some spice.
However, upon hearing his words, Meng Yuxiu's initial excitement was immediately dampened. He remained silent for several minutes afterward.
When Han Shuo saw his sullen face and decided to stop teasing him, Meng Yuxiu lowered his eyes and said he understood, then got off him and, in this hot weather, took off the thin blanket and covered himself with it.
Han Shuo leaned over to look at his face and saw that he had his eyes closed and looked aggrieved. He patted his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong? Not doing it anymore?"
Meng Yuxiu replied with his eyes closed and in a muffled voice, "Yes, the novel says we don't need to do any more missions."
Han Shuo chuckled and nudged him, asking, "So you don't want to do it anymore?"
Meng Yuxiu held his breath and remained silent, not opening his eyes.
Goodness, this kid's really upset about not doing the task. Han Shuo shook his shoulder again, "Alright, alright, I was just teasing you. Come on, I'll do it for you."
"I don't want to do it anymore." Meng Yuxiu's shoulders stiffened, and he refused to turn around.
Han Shuo had no choice but to lean over and kiss his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips tenderly, coaxing him as he did so: "Do it, do it! You're a grown man now, a groom, why are you still acting like a child?"
Meng Yuxiu opened his eyes and stared at Han Shuo's face, his tone still stiff as he said, "I didn't. You said you wouldn't do any more missions."
Han Shuo laughed so hard his body trembled. He kissed Meng Yuxiu's soft lips heavily, "Ah, do it, do it! I'll do it for you, I'll do it for you!!! Hurry up! Today is our wedding night! Hurry up, hurry up, take off your red underwear!"
Meng Yuxiu then smiled again, took off his red underwear, and pressed Han Shuo down while forcefully kissing his lips.
(Lights out —)
In another room, Meng's parents, who had been busy all day, were finally able to rest. As soon as they lay down, they heard laughter and chatter coming from the poorly soundproofed next room. After a while, the noise subsided.
However, the Meng couple were somewhat troubled.
Logically speaking, parents shouldn't disturb newlyweds at this time.
But Mencius' mother opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, and counted the days. Then she felt something was amiss.
She patted Meng's father's arm and said, "Hey, Xiaoxiu's dad."
"do what?"
"I wonder if Xiaoxiu and the others are asleep yet," Meng's mother said worriedly. "Why don't you go and call Xiaoxiu out and talk to him?"
Mencius' father asked, "What did you say?"
"Tsk!" Mother Meng chided, "Xiao Shuo isn't even three months old yet, what if..."
Mencius' father understood.
In the past, he would have thought his son was a reliable and sensible person, but after all these things happened, he wasn't so sure anymore, especially since the boy was so clingy to his wife. It was really hard to say what might happen if the boy lost his mind...
Moreover, Han Hong was still asleep in the guest room. If something happened to Han Shuo, their family wouldn't be able to explain it to Han Hong.
"..."
The more Mencius's father and mother thought about it, the more uncertain they became.
But Meng's father was, after all, a man, and a strict principal at the elementary school; he felt he couldn't bring himself to speak.
He awkwardly said to Mencius' mother, "This is so embarrassing. You go instead; you are his mother."
Mencius' mother said, "When a son grows up, he should avoid his mother. I haven't bathed him since he was seven years old. It must have been you, his father, who told him to."
Mencius' father frowned and asked, "Then what should I say when I go over there?"
Mencius' mother thought for a moment and said, "Just tell Xiao Xiu to... well, anyway... oh dear, do I even need to teach him that? Hurry up and go!"
Mr. Meng shook his head and sighed, but for the sake of his future grandchildren, he still got dressed and got out of bed, then, with his old face, prepared to knock on the door next door.
He hesitated at the door for a minute until he saw his mother glaring at him from inside the bedroom, urging him on.
"...Sigh!" Meng's father coughed once, then knocked on the door twice.
"Xiao Xiu and Xiao Shuo, are you asleep yet?"
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