It's unclear whether Sheng Yi sensed her emotions, but he took the day off the next day and still went to the city. Before noon, he appeared at the cowshed with the owner of the photo studio and his equipment.
They quickly took a family photo together.
"Ah Yi, thank you."
On the way home, Sheng Yi carried the child, and Zhu Qinghao held his arm, smiling at him. The scene looked harmonious and happy.
Sheng Yi heard Zhu Qinghao's voice, turned his head gently to look at her, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"No need to thank me. As long as you're happy, I'm happy."
"By the way, I have some good news to tell you. Lin Peng is in trouble."
Didn't Grandpa Lu help out a while ago by getting that old leader of the Lin family investigated? Later, someone must have taken advantage of his misfortune, and Lin Peng was also investigated and eventually exiled to the Northwest.
However, he was unlucky. Upon arriving there, he ran into people who had a grudge against him—or rather, those who had a grudge against Lin Bin. There seemed to be more than one. Anyway, just two days after arriving, they were all gone.
"Also, Liu Yansong is gone too, but that was a long time ago, probably two days before Youyou was born. You were about to give birth, and I was so anxious that I forgot about it."
Upon hearing this news, Zhu Qinghao remained silent for a long time.
In the past, she would have felt a sense of satisfaction, if not schadenfreude, but rather a sense of revenge. But now, she seems to have changed.
It's unclear whether Lin Peng had any direct grudge or resentment towards her, or if Liu Yansong had already suffered enough. Now, all she wanted was to hold onto the happiness she had.
"Yeah, let's ignore them, right, Xiao Youyou?"
As Zhu Qinghao spoke, she teased the little boy in Sheng Yi's arms who was looking around, trying to draw his attention to her face.
"ah!"
Zhu Qinghao was delighted to receive her son's response.
"Oh, so our little Youyou agreed? Youyou knows Mommy is talking to you, right?"
Seeing Zhu Qinghao's smile, Youyou became even more excited, still waving her arms and legs even though she was restrained by Sheng Yi's arms.
"ah!"
"Hmm!"
Zhu Qinghao was smiling and nodding in response when she suddenly heard the last word and froze on the spot.
"Yi, Yi, did you hear that? What did Youyou just say?"
Sheng Yi was also overjoyed, gently rocking the little one in his arms.
"Son, what did you just say? Come on, call me 'Dad' again, okay?"
Little Sheng Shiyan cooperated well, giving them a nearly toothless smile, drooling as he fulfilled their wish.
"Papa~"
"Horse~"
When Sheng Yi saw that he had indeed shouted it without making a mistake, he excitedly took a deep breath on Sheng Yi's forehead.
"Good lad, you're as smart as your mother and I are. But we don't allow accents here."
But since you're still young, Mom and Dad won't pressure you. We'll learn slowly, our little Youyou is so great!
As he spoke, he took another deep breath on his cheek.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Qinghao quickly took the small towel in her hand and wiped him.
"Oh dear, with all that drool, and it's so windy outside, what if you ruin your face?"
Despite Zhu Qinghao's disdain, Sheng Yi remained unperturbed.
"What's wrong with drool? This is my son. Do you think he'd dislike me?"
If you're talking about face, you have that kind of water. Everyone else's face can be ruined, but his face can't be ruined. Don't worry about it at all!
"Right, son? You don't mind your dad at all, do you?"
A one-year-old child doesn't understand what dislike is; all he knows is that the person holding him all day long is interacting with him, and he's so happy that he's grinning foolishly in Sheng Yi's arms.
Maybe when he grows up he'll know to be disgusted by his dad's saliva. Who knows now?
As they neared home, Sheng Yi suddenly turned around.
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