Chapter 100 10 (End)
Su Wanwan discovered a very interesting thing - the little Fuguang.
The child seemed a little slow. When Su Wanwan poked his cheek, he would look over here after a long time. However, he had a very good temper. No matter how his mother tormented him, he would not get angry. He would not cry even if he spit out milk after being kissed.
"This child," Yang Lu watched for a while and came to a conclusion, "is just like his father when he was a child, so wooden that I thought I had given birth to a fool."
"It turns out that he's not a fool but the top scholar," Liu Lian laughed at the side, "Fu Guang is so handsome, worthy of being the child of Wan Wan and Chang Feng."
Both of them are good-looking, it would be strange if the child was ugly.
Today is Xiao Fuguan's daytime banquet. Many people came. Su Wanwan didn't know most of them, but that didn't stop her from accepting gifts.
Bai Jitong and Chen Zhang also stood aside to look at little Fuguang. Both of them were not married and had no children, so they found this little guy very novel.
"Why do I feel like this little guy has grown a little bigger than the last time we came here?"
"He's alive, of course he'll grow up!"
The two of them were chattering in a way that was totally unlike the behavior of the third and second place winners. Liu Lian had never been to school, but she was still made to laugh by these two.
Xiao Fuguan was quite brave. Surrounded by so many people, he didn't even make a sound. He even yawned, as if he was bored.
Su Cha was the happiest one. He held little Fu Guang in his arms and hardly let go, telling everyone he met that this was his grandson.
In the middle of the Hundred Days Banquet, Emperor Chongming actually came, but he didn't stay long. It didn't seem like he came on purpose, but more like he was just passing by.
After the 100-day banquet ended and the guests were sent off, Su Wanwan couldn't wait to go back and count the money. Looking at the amount in the account book, she was so happy that she almost jumped up. If it weren't for the pain of giving birth, she really wanted to have more children! That way she could collect more gifts!
After hearing her idea, Pei Changfeng was both amused and confused. "Well, don't think too much. I can collect him again when Fu Guang turns one year old."
Su Wanwan happily hugged his neck, "My husband is so good! We are going to be rich!"
Pei Changfeng caught her and held her sideways.
Su Wanwan knew what she was going to do without having to guess. She had been in confinement for two months and then had to recover. Including the time when she was pregnant, the couple had not had sex for more than a year.
Although sexual intercourse is still possible after three months of pregnancy, Pei Changfeng insisted on not doing anything out of the ordinary until Su Wanwan gave birth and recovered.
The situation tonight was somewhat unfamiliar to both of them. Su Wanwan took a long time to adapt before she felt a little better. After several rounds of making love, it was already very late when they rested.
"Husband, you still have to go on duty tomorrow." Su Wanwan said lazily while leaning in Pei Changfeng's arms.
"You won't be late," Pei Changfeng put his forehead against Su Wanwan's sweaty forehead, "Just wash up and go to bed."
The couple slept soundly. When Su Wanwan woke up the next day, Pei Changfeng had already gone to work. She called the wet nurse to bring little Fuguang.
This is exactly what little Fu Guang likes to play with. When Su Wanwan kissed him, he giggled, his eyes curved into crescents, which made Su Wanwan unable to help but kiss him hard a few more times.
But perhaps because the kiss was too heavy, little Fuguang's mouth pouted and he started crying. Su Wanwan quickly asked the nanny to take him away.
It is indeed comfortable to raise a child in this way, Su Wanwan couldn't help but think.
After seven months, little Fuguang became more and more attached to Su Wanwan. He had to sleep with Su Wanwan at night, otherwise he would make a fuss.
Unfortunately, Su Wanwan was restless when she slept at night and always kicked the quilt, so Pei Changfeng woke up several times every night. Basically, he woke up as soon as Su Wanwan moved, and the first thing he did after waking up was to check whether Xiao Fuguang was covered with a quilt.
Under Pei Changfeng's careful care, little Fuguan never got sick before he was one year old.
On the eve of little Fuguang's first birthday, Su Wanwan picked out some nice clothes for him to wear during his first birthday gift. Several colors suited little Fuguang very well, but after choosing for a long time, she finally chose a red robe embroidered with a lion dance pattern, which looked particularly cute and pleasing.
As expected, the gifts received at the one-year-old birthday party were more than those received at the hundred-day party.
Su Wanwan looked at the big golden pig Su Cha gave her with shining eyes, "This is actually solid."
Su Cha smiled, "Of course, would I, your father, give you a hollow one? That would be so shabby."
Since it's a gift of gold, it's definitely not shabby, but it's a bit too vulgar and exaggerated. Fortunately, Su Wanwan likes this kind of vulgarity and exaggeration.
Yang Lu held the deed to the salt manor and smiled, "My father-in-law is so generous, I am really ashamed of myself."
Seeing the deed in her hand, Su Cha also smiled, "The salt farm is more valuable than my golden pig."
The two had no intention of ridiculing each other. After all, these things were in the hands of their own children, so why fight over them?
The one-year-old Fu Guang cannot speak yet, but he can already walk by holding someone’s hand. He holds Pei Changfeng’s legs, looking at one person and then that person, just like a little New Year picture doll.
A year has passed, and Bai Jitong and Chen Zhang, who are still unmarried, are filled with regret.
Bai Jitong: "If we steal this kid, will Pei Changfeng come after us?"
Chen Zhang: "What do you think? Changfeng only has this one child now. If you want to steal, you have to wait until he has another one."
Bai Jitong: "That makes sense. If I take this kid home to raise, maybe I can raise a top scholar."
The two of them were chatting about how to steal a child as if no one was around. Liu Lian rolled her eyes at them, thinking that they were stupid from reading too much.
Bai Jitong walked to Pei Changfeng and picked up little Fuguang. Little Fuguang was well-behaved and didn't cry or make a fuss. He tilted his head to look at Bai Jitong, and it was obvious that he didn't recognize who he was.
Bai Jitong was somewhat touched by the cuteness of little Fu Guang. He smiled and discussed with Pei Changfeng, "Changfeng, can you bring your child back to me and let him cherish his life for a few days before returning him to you?"
Pei Changfeng smiled: "What do you think?"
It looks like it won't work. Bai Jitong feels it's a pity and is even more determined to get married this year.
After the one-year-old birthday party, Su Wanwan settled the accounts and then fell asleep with the account book in her arms. She was tired. Xiao Fuguang sat beside her and bit her hair for fun.
Pei Changfeng came back after washing up and looked at little Fuguang for a while. Little Fuguang opened his arms and looked at his father with big wet eyes, which meant he wanted to be hugged.
Pei Changfeng held him in his arms, and little Fuguang yawned as if he wanted to sleep.
For them, raising children is really easy.
So when Bai Jitong gave birth to a son the following year, he did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all.
Fast forward to the year when little Fuguan was five years old. He had a quiet personality and was loved by almost everyone. He was also very cute and everyone would praise him as a good boy.
Bai Jitong bit his handkerchief every day and complained to Pei Changfeng. They were both sons, so why did his kid always climb up the roof and tear off the tiles, feeling itchy if he wasn't punished for a day?
Pei Changfeng had no way to answer this question because the child was too obedient. He and Su Wanwan thought that all children were like this until they saw Bai Jitong's son.
Bai Jitong's son is called Bai Mian. He is also handsome and cute, but he is a little naughty. He has done many bad things, such as putting mud in his father's tea, putting a toad in his father's hat, and peeing in the pot. Each of them is horrifying.
Su Wanwan's eyes widened when she heard this. She glanced at her son, patted her chest and said, "Fortunately you didn't do this, otherwise I might have been mad at you to death."
Xiao Fuguang shook his head. "The master taught me not to do things that hurt others, even my parents."
"It looks like you've learned well," Su Wanwan rubbed her son's head, "Good boy, mother will take you to a restaurant tonight."
Xiao Fu Guang blushed, hugged Su Wanwan's arm and said nothing.
In fact, although giving birth was very painful, little Fuguan was so well-behaved that Su Wanwan wanted to have another one.
But after little Fuguan was two years old, the couple stopped using sheep intestines, but Su Wanwan's stomach still didn't move.
"Don't worry, if you come, it's fate. If you don't come, it doesn't matter." Su Wanwan has a good attitude.
Pei Changfeng also nodded, agreeing with her idea.
When Xiao Fuguang was six years old and Bai Mian was four years old, they were studying in a private school. Bai Mian had heard of Xiao Fuguang's great name a long time ago. He was not convinced, so on the first day he tried to draw a turtle on Xiao Fuguang's face while he was taking a nap with ink, but he was discovered.
Xiao Fuguang opened his eyes and looked at him coldly, "What are you doing?"
Bai Mian was used to being a little bully at home, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. He said carelessly: "I'm going to draw a big turtle for you!"
Xiao Fuguang snatched the pen from Bai Mian's hand and quickly drew a big turtle on Bai Mian's chubby face. Then he threw the pen down and continued his nap.
Bai Mian was stunned for a moment, and then his crying echoed throughout the private school.
In the evening, Pei Changfeng and Bai Jitong went to pick up the child after finishing their shift. When Bai Jitong saw the wrinkles on his son's face, he couldn't help laughing.
Bai Jitong: "You will be punished one day too."
Xiao Fuguang grabbed Pei Changfeng's sleeve and didn't say anything. He had no intention of escaping, he simply didn't want to talk, because Bai Mian had been crying for the whole afternoon and he was very tired.
Bai Mian didn't expect that Bai Jitong not only didn't help her, but also laughed at her. She couldn't help crying again.
Bai Jitong led Bai Mian away while walking and laughing, and the Pei father and son also got on the carriage back home.
Xiao Fuguang did not deny bullying Bai Mian.
"He was the one who wanted to draw a turtle on my face first, so I just gave him a taste of his own medicine."
Pei Changfeng didn't want to blame him. He touched his son's head and smiled.
The scar on Bai Mian's face was not washed off the next day. He felt so wronged that he wanted to get revenge on Xiao Fuguang, but he was punished every time. In the end, he just behaved himself and stopped doing that.
Bai Jitong was very satisfied with his son's change, and gave Xiao Fuguang a set of four treasures of the study as a thank you.
Su Wanwan looked at her son who acted like a little adult, feeling both proud and worried. He was too old-fashioned. What would she do if he couldn't make friends in the future?
As it turned out, Su Wanwan was worrying too much, because little Fu Guang's grades were so good, and he showed his genius at a young age. There were countless children around him who wanted to be friends with him.
Su Wanwan couldn't help but ask Pei Changfeng: "Were you like this when you were a child?"
Pei Changfeng confessed everything.
Su Wanwan muttered, "Being smart is good."
Little Fuguan is smart, but not too arrogant; he has a gentle personality, but is not completely without his own opinions. Due to the child's excellence, Su Wanwan is often asked how she raised the child.
But Su Wanwan really didn't know how to answer this question, because she seemed to have never specially taught the child anything.
Faced with his mother's question, the seven-year-old Fu Guang also shook his head. He just did things based on his feelings and right and wrong. It seemed that he did not do anything special, and he didn't know why he received those praises.
Finally, Su Wanwan came to the conclusion that this child looked like Pei Changfeng.
Su Wanwan was not able to boast that little Fu Guang was like herself, because she knew what she was like when she was a child, spoiled and unreasonable, in short, not a good child. Su Cha was so angry several times that he wanted to throw her away.
In the evening, Su Wanwan chatted with Pei Changfeng.
Su Wanwan: "Husband, you have a day off tomorrow, let's go out and fly a kite! Fu Guang said he wanted to fly a kite!"
Pei Changfeng nodded: "You can buy another butterfly kite that you like. If you buy one more, you will have twenty in total."
Su Wanwan thought it made sense, "Twenty sounds good, but nineteen does not sound good."
Pei Changfeng turned sideways, hugged Su Wanwan tighter, and kissed her cheek, "Have you asked Hong Xing to prepare something?"
"I've got your orders!" Su Wanwan smiled and put her arms around Pei Changfeng's waist.
Pei Changfeng never raised any objection to where Su Wanwan wanted to go. As long as Su Wanwan liked it, they would go to the ends of the earth.
The weather was fine the next day.
Pei Changfeng found a seat for Xiao Fuguang to sit, then took the newly bought kite by Su Wanwan and left.
Little Fuguang sat obediently and watched his parents fly kites. When he saw his mother stop because she was tired, he considerately brought over the basket of water and cakes.
Su Wanwan took a big sip of water and patted Fu Guang's cheek, "Good son, your mother loves you well!"
Little Fu Guang remained calm and waited until his mother had rested and went back to play before returning to his place to sit.
He was a person who could endure loneliness very well. He didn't feel bored just sitting there. He looked at the flowers and plants, the blue sky and white clouds, and his mother and father. He found everything new and interesting.
Su Wanwan's new butterfly kite flew very high. When she was tired of playing with it, she handed it to Pei Changfeng, then took Pei Changfeng's arm and said, "Husband, I had a dream a few days ago. In the dream, I was still me, you were still you, and there was Fu Guang, but everything was different."
Pei Changfeng said: "But in the end we are all very happy, aren't we?"
He smiled because he had had the same dream, very similar, yet very different. The sufferings were something he and Su Wanwan had never experienced, as were the friendships they had held on to. However, because of this dream, it seemed as if many things had been filled in.
In the end, they all stayed together and became the most important people to each other.
After listening to Pei Changfeng, Su Wanwan turned her head to look at Xiao Fuguang, then looked up at Pei Fuguang and nodded heavily.
No matter what it is, happiness is enough!
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