Chapter 65 Father, this is our child
Fortunately, Uncle Wen found a stable husband to move in in advance.
Fang Zhiyue launched the attack one night.
It was late at night and Si Yao was holding him and sleeping.
Suddenly, she heard the boy in her arms calling out, and she woke up instantly.
Looking at Fang Zhiyue who was curled up in her arms.
He asked anxiously, "Little Father, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Fang Zhiyue clutched her stomach and struggled to utter a few words, "Let Wenfu come over. I'm giving birth."
Hearing this, Si Yao quickly got off the bed.
As he walked out, he shouted, "Someone, come! The master is about to give birth—"
In an instant, the lights in all the houses in the backyard lit up.
Uncle Wen, Xiaohu, and Wenfu all ran out.
They packed their things and hurried towards the house where Fang Zhiyue was.
Si Yao raised his foot and wanted to follow.
Uncle Wen stopped him, "Sir, please wait. My husband certainly doesn't want you to see him giving birth."
Si Yao frowned, ignored him and continued walking inside.
Uncle Wen was sweating profusely. "My dear husband, you can't be distracted when you're giving birth. If you truly want to do this for my dear husband, please stay here."
He finished speaking.
Si Yao finally stopped.
Uncle Wen breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door heavily.
“Ah—mm.”
The son's cries of pain continued to come from the house.
It was heart-wrenching, and Si Yao felt flustered when he heard it.
She paced anxiously at the door, her elegant face as cold as ice.
Time passes by little by little.
The moon outside the eaves moved from the treetops to the roof, and finally disappeared, leaving only half a shadow.
When the first ray of morning sun shines on the earth.
"Wow--"
Suddenly, a baby's cry was heard in the house.
Then came the joyful voices of Uncle Wen and Mr. Wen, "It's born! It's a little girl—"
Si Yao pushed the door open and rushed in.
Without even looking at the child Uncle Wen was holding in front of him, he walked straight towards Fang Zhiyue who was lying on the bed.
She sat by the bed and touched his sweaty, pale face. Then she bent down and whispered in his ear, "Thank you for your hard work, little father..."
Wenfu stood aside and said, "Don't worry, my lord. My lord has simply fainted from exhaustion. He will wake up soon."
Si Yao didn't say anything.
Wenfu was sent out by Xiaohu.
Uncle Wen held the child and stepped forward again. "Sir, would you like to see our little girl? She looks very much like you, and her features are very similar to yours."
Si Yao finally paid attention.
She took the child from his arms unskillfully.
I looked at it carefully twice but couldn't see any resemblance. Its skin was all red, like a hairy monkey, and it was very ugly.
But this is her and her little father's child.
No matter what the child looks like, she likes him.
"Let me hold her. Go make some nourishing porridge and bring it to you when the master wakes up."
"yes."
Uncle Wen agreed and immediately left.
Leave the space in the house for this family of three.
Fang Zhiyue woke up not long after. When he opened his eyes, he saw Si Yao sitting next to him holding the child.
He opened his mouth and said slowly: "Sister Yao, let me see the child..."
When Si Yao saw him wake up, his pupils twitched a few times.
Then she placed the child in her arms next to him, "It's a girl. Uncle Wen said she looks like you, but her eyebrows and eyes are like mine."
Fang Zhiyue tilted his head and took a look.
Looking at the small facial features, he arched his eyebrows and said, "So pretty..."
Si Yao stared at the father and daughter quietly, his heart felt soft and swollen.
She echoed softly, "After all, it's our child..."
*
While Fang Zhiyue was recuperating, Si Yao was looking after the child most of the time.
She is only held by him when she is feeding.
The little guy changes every day. Maybe it's because he has enough milk. In just half a month, he becomes white and chubby, with a pair of big watery eyes and bright black pupils. Everyone who sees him likes him.
Even Si Yao couldn't utter the word "ugly" anymore.
Fang Zhiyue loved her even more. If he hadn't recovered yet, he would have just wanted to be with his child all the time.
Kiss her little face, touch her little hands, and smell the sweet scent of her milk.
"Sister Yao, please bring Xier over here and let her have some more milk."
Fang Zhiyue leaned on the soft pillow and whispered to Si Yao beside him.
Looking at his somewhat shy face, Si Yao's gaze fell on his chest, "But you feel it's swollen again?"
"Um…"
Fang Zhiyue nodded slightly.
Maybe it was because Uncle Wen fed him goat milk every day, his milk supply was particularly abundant, and he became very bloated in a short while.
Small clothes also need to be changed four or five times a day.
The little guy couldn't eat enough.
"Xi'er is asleep, let me help my father..."
Si Yao's eyes darkened.
He took the initiative to move forward.
She hadn't been intimate with Fang Zhiyue for almost a month, and she was already going crazy.
She untied Fang Zhiyue's outer robe and lifted up his underwear.
A big hand pressed on the back of his chest——
Gulp, gulp.
The sound of swallowing saliva continued to echo in the quiet room.
Fang Zhiyue bit her lips tightly, her cheeks flushed red, and she turned her face away.
After a long while, he took the initiative to speak: "It's okay, Sister Yao..."
Only then did Si Yao let him go.
The head lifted from his body.
Fang Zhiyue looked at her moist red lips and blushed again.
He put on his clothes, feeling a little embarrassed: "I, I'm almost recovered, let me take care of Xier tomorrow. You still have official business to attend to, and you can't always take her with you."
Uncle Wen and Xiaohu both told him.
The situation in Lin'an County is not very good.
Many places need her, the county magistrate, to take the lead.
She couldn't always stay in the backyard with him and the children.
"It's okay, my father's health is more important."
Si Yao's voice was calm.
She grabbed him and held him in her arms, "Besides, I want to spend more time with you and the baby."
Although he promised this.
But the next morning, she was still forced to leave with Shen Zhubu.
Fang Zhiyue took the child and let her go with peace of mind.
After she walked away, he looked down at the chubby little girl in his arms, then carried her back to the room.
"Let daddy accompany you today."
The little guy was blowing bubbles from his mouth and had his big eyes open.
Fang Zhiyue couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek.
*
Si Yao was overwhelmed with official duties and was busy for a long time.
By the time she got out, it was already time for the baby's full moon celebration.
They didn't alarm too many people.
Only Shen Zhubu was invited over.
Fang Zhiyue wrapped the hair shaved from the little guy's head in red paper and put it away carefully.
Si Yao held the little guy whose forehead was already empty and stared at his movements.
There was a hint of doubt in his tone, "Do you still want to keep it, little father? It's not like this hair won't grow back in the future."
She reached out and touched the little guy's round head.
"I told you not to call me little father in front of Xi'er."
Fang Zhiyue turned his head and glared at her, "It will confuse her."
"She's only one month old, what can she know?"
Si Yao didn't care. He put his fingers on the little guy's face and pinched it, successfully making the little guy in his arms cry.
Fang Zhiyue took the baby from her hands distressedly, patted the little guy and coaxed him, "Don't cry, don't cry, be good, we will ignore your mother."
Si Yao was abandoned by the father and daughter.
Watching Fang Zhiyue holding the little guy and walking towards the inner room.
She gritted her teeth secretly and could only follow him.
"Don't you think you're paying too much attention to this little guy? Have you forgotten that there's a grown-up person in this family?"
"Why are you arguing with the child..."
Fang Zhiyue took the time to glance at her and said, "She's still so young and needs someone to take care of her. Don't be unreasonable."
Si Yao was surprised to hear him even say something like "being unreasonable".
She quickly walked over to him and snatched the little guy away.
I sat down next to him, leaned close to his ear and lowered my voice: "If you continue to do this, I won't help you eat the little guy's extra rations. You can do whatever you want."
"You, what nonsense are you talking about..."
Fang Zhiyue's face turned red instantly.
When she met the clean and pure eyes of the little guy in her arms, she felt more and more ashamed.
"Can you please be more careful in front of the children?"
"Am I not telling the truth?"
Si Yao raised an eyebrow.
She looked at him very frankly, "Why weren't you shy when you begged me, little father?"
"Stop talking—"
Fang Zhiyue couldn't help but punch her with his fist.
My cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, almost smoking.
Si Yao loved to see him like this, so she freed one hand and took him into her arms.
Finally, I simply wrapped my arms around his waist and let him sit on my lap.
Fang Zhiyue was caught off guard.
Subconsciously grabbed her collar.
Si Yao hugged the two babies in his arms, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "I'm not like my father who favors one over the other."
Fang Zhiyue glared at her again.
I always feel a little ashamed to be so intimate in front of children.
Especially when he met her pure big eyes, he felt even more ashamed.
But Si Yao has no scruples and dares to say and do anything.
He really has a headache.
"You really are... I told you that you will teach your child bad things."
"Our children cannot be taught badly..."
Si Yao couldn't help but kiss him on the mouth.
They held his waist and forced him to lower his head.
Fang Zhiyue turned his head to dodge, but she still broke through and broke in.
I can only make a humming sound.
The simple little guy blinked his innocent big eyes and stared at his father and mother in front of him, grinning from time to time, and no one knew what interesting things he saw.
He didn't cry or make a fuss, and was really well-behaved.
Si Yao caught someone and kissed him to his heart's content.
When he finally let go, Fang Zhiyue almost couldn't breathe.
Her lips were bright red, as if stained with blood.
Si Yao touched the corner of his lips again, still unsatisfied, and murmured, "Do you like it, little father?"
Fang Zhiyue pursed his lips and said nothing.
Si Yao kept asking, "Do you like it, little father..."
"Um…"
There was no way, he could only respond in a weak voice.
Then he turned his head away embarrassedly.
The smile on Si Yao's face grew wider and wider, and finally he chuckled softly, "Little father is so cute."
Especially when he was shy towards her.
“Ah, ah—”
At this moment, the little guy in my arms suddenly made two little baby sounds.
It’s as if I’m trying to attract my parents’ attention.
Si Yao looked at the inexplicably happy little girl and touched her bald head, "Okay, okay, you are as cute as your daddy."
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