Chapter 272, Part 272
Two hundred and seventy-two:
Seeing him with Ye Qingxi, Feng's mother didn't want to disturb them any longer. After giving a few more instructions, she took her husband and left.
Feng's father asked in confusion, "Why are you leaving so soon? You didn't even have a meal with us."
“What are you eating?” Feng’s mother said. “It’s rare for Xiao Que to have a chance to be alone with Xiao Xi. We have to let them get along well and cultivate their relationship. If you and I sit there, they can’t get close to each other.”
Feng's father nodded, "That's true."
"But judging from this, it seems that Xiao Xi also likes our Xiao Que quite a bit."
“I think so too,” said Mother Feng.
She looked down and texted her son: "Cultivate a good relationship with Xiaoxi, take good care of her. If Xiaoxi accepts you, your relationship with Shaowu will be more or less stable."
Feng Que: ...So you can all accept me being with a man now, right?
Aren't you all changing too fast?
Ye Qingxi looked at Feng Que, who was holding his phone with a subtle expression, and asked in confusion, "Uncle Feng, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Feng Que smiled. "It's just that people can change pretty quickly sometimes."
Ye Qingxi: ?
"Let's go." Feng Que pulled him forward.
"And this red envelope?" Ye Qingxi picked up the two red envelopes in her hand.
"Keep it," Feng Que said. "When you go to my house and meet my grandfather, he will definitely give you a red envelope as well, so these two won't make a difference."
“Great-Grandpa already gave it to me,” Ye Qingxi said. “He gave it to me on New Year’s Day, before you, Uncle Feng.”
Wait a minute, Ye Qingxi suddenly realized that if he did this, wouldn't he have accepted red envelopes from everyone in the Feng family?
Grandpa Feng, Feng's parents, and Feng Que.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was a child from the Feng family.
That evening, Ye Qingxi went to see Mu Shaowu again.
Mu Shaowu is much better now, but he still sneezes and has a runny nose. The tissues in the little blue bucket are still there.
Seeing his expression, Ye Qingxi realized that she would probably have to sleep at Fengque's place again tonight.
Sure enough, Mu Shaowu sat down in front of him and said, "Baby, why don't you go back to your Uncle Feng's place tonight? You can come back tomorrow when Dad is completely better."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "Then Dad, take good care of yourself."
"Um."
“I will take good care of your father as well,” Zeng Chong said.
Ye Qingxi quickly thanked him, making Zeng Chong feel a little embarrassed.
"This child even thanked me." Zeng Chong looked at Mu Shaowu after Ye Qingxi left and said with emotion, "This is the first time I've ever seen a child thank someone for taking care of his father. I have to say, Xiaoxi is really polite. She really cares about you."
"That's right," Mu Shaowu said proudly. "Our Xiaoxi is naturally the most polite child."
And naturally, she cares about him the most.
It wasn't until another day later that Mu Shaowu finally recovered, albeit with some difficulty.
Feng Que arranged a schedule for him, but the actors he was working with were mostly adults, to avoid him spreading his lingering cold to Ye Qingxi during filming due to close proximity.
Mu Shaowu was surprised by his thoughtfulness and sincerely said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Feng Que said.
"Thank you for your help these past few days."
"No trouble at all, Xiaoxi is very well-behaved and easy to take care of."
Ye Qingxi: ...So who is it that wants to tie me to their waistband every day?
Is that you, Uncle Feng?
Everyone knows I'm very well-behaved, yet you still stay by my side 24/7, afraid that something might happen to me if you're not careful. It's only because of your striking appearance that people would think you're my assistant.
Ye Qingxi smiled when she thought of this.
From this perspective, Uncle Feng is really very responsible!
That evening, Ye Qingxi moved back as she wished. However, Mu Shaowu was still afraid of infecting him, so he not only thoroughly disinfected the room, but also forbade Ye Qingxi from sharing a cup with him until he was fully recovered.
Ye Qingxi: ...Why don't you wear a mask too, so that you don't accidentally spread droplets when you talk?
The next second, Mu Shaowu put on a disposable medical mask.
"Just in case, Dad, put on a mask now."
Ye Qingxi: ...6
After putting on his mask, Mu Shaowu dared to talk more with his son.
He put his arm around Ye Qingxi and asked with concern, "Have you been unhappy with anything while you've been with Feng Que these past few days?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "Uncle Feng is very good to me."
"Really? Even better than Dad?"
"Of course not~" Ye Qingxi said, "But Uncle Feng cares about me a lot. He buys me my favorite breakfast, teaches me how to fold flowers, and tells me bedtime stories."
"Pick flowers?"
Ye Qingxi nodded, stood up, and took out the tulips that he and Feng Que had folded from his small backpack.
"I was planning to give it to you when you were fully recovered, Dad."
But since we're already on this topic, let's give it to him now.
"I wish you a speedy recovery, Dad."
"Thank you." Mu Shaowu took the colorful tulips from his hand. "They're beautiful."
"When you're fully recovered, Dad, I'll buy you real flowers." Ye Qingxi sat back down.
Mu Shaowu shook his head, "Real flowers are nowhere near as pretty as the ones you folded. Daddy still prefers the ones you folded."
Hearing this, Ye Qingxi smiled a little shyly and leaned into his arms, "There are still some folded by Uncle Feng here."
"Really?" Mu Shaowu teased him, "Then Daddy doesn't like it. Daddy only likes the ones you folded. I'll give him back the ones he folded in a little while."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi felt that her Uncle Feng was inexplicably pitiful.
So Ye Qingxi took the initiative to speak up for Feng Que, saying, "Uncle Feng even called home to have the kitchen prepare a meal for you."
"Huh?!" Mu Shaowu exclaimed in surprise.
Ye Qingxi nodded, "If Grandma Feng hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known either."
"Grandma Feng, you've seen his mother?!"
"Yes." Ye Qingxi nodded. "It was yesterday morning when she and Grandpa Feng gave me two red envelopes. Uncle Feng told me to accept them, so I accepted them."
"Dad, should I accept it?"
"Is it big?" Mu Shaowu asked him.
"It's alright," Ye Qingxi said.
It was probably because he made Grandpa Feng only give him 666.66 yuan in the end that Feng's parents, after consulting with their own father, did not give him much more and only gave him 3,000 yuan.
Upon hearing "three thousand," Mu Shaowu thought to himself, "That's so little, I'll accept it."
At worst, he'll give him six thousand after his fake boyfriend affair with Feng Que ends.
"Let's take it," Mu Shaowu said. "There's not much anyway."
"Oh." Ye Qingxi hadn't seen much of this before, which was why she didn't return it to Feng Que that day.
Three thousand might be a lot for an ordinary family, but for the Feng family, it's not just a drop in the ocean, it's practically a drop in the ocean.
Feng's parents specially prepared this amount of red envelope for him, probably because they were worried that if they gave him too much, he wouldn't accept it, so they tried to give him as little as possible.
"Dad, now I've collected all the red envelopes from the Feng family," Ye Qingxi said with a smile. "This is the first time that someone's whole family has given me red envelopes, except for ours."
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu felt this topic was a bit risky, so he quickly changed the subject, asking, "Are you tired from filming these past few days?"
"I'm not tired," Ye Qingxi said.
Filming is incredibly easy for him.
"Is it because you're not burdened by your father that you feel so relaxed?" Mu Shaowu teased.
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "Of course not."
He hugged Mu Shaowu, "Dad is not a burden to me."
If it weren't for Mu Shaowu, he wouldn't have returned to the film set so quickly, and he certainly wouldn't have stood in front of the camera again at such a young age.
Mu Shaowu is his wings, the arms that allow him to open them again. He may not be as good as Mu Shaowu, but he will never be a burden to Mu Shaowu.
"Dad, I miss you so much," Ye Qingxi whispered.
Mu Shaowu listened to his words and kissed him on the cheek through his mask.
"Dad misses you too."
"Then Dad must not say that I am a burden anymore."
Mu Shaowu laughed, "I was just teasing you."
"That won't work either."
"All right."
Mu Shaowu pinched his cheek and hugged him tightly.
How adorable, his son.
As night deepened, Ye Qingxi and Mu Shaowu prepared to go to sleep.
However, Mu Shaowu wouldn't allow him to share a blanket with him, insisting that they each sleep in their own separate beds.
He even turned his body to the side; if Ye Qingxi hadn't strongly objected, Mu Shaowu would have loved to continue wearing a mask even while sleeping.
Ye Qingxi felt rather helpless seeing him like this.
"Goodnight, Dad," he said.
"Good night," Mu Shaowu said.
Ye Qingxi closed her eyes.
Three minutes later, she quietly stretched out her little hand.
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ?
Mu Shaowu felt his hand tugging at the hem of his pajamas, and he was both amused and exasperated, thinking to himself that his son was actually quite clingy.
He silently reached out and took Ye Qingxi's hand.
Ye Qingxi quickly grasped his hand in return and curled up the corners of her lips.
Mu Shaowu felt the softness of his palm, quietly turned around, and, in the darkness, vaguely looked at the child beside him.
He still remembered what Ye Qingxi looked like when they first got together.
Back then, Ye Qingxi wouldn't reach out to him on his own initiative. If Ye Qingxi hugged him, he would be surprised for a long time, and if Ye Qingxi kissed him, he would feel even more uncomfortable.
But now, he will take the initiative to reach out his hand and try to grab him.
His baby doesn't actually have a calm and aloof personality, nor is he distant and polite.
His baby is very clingy.
He really enjoys being hugged and kissed.
When he's happy, he'll want to act cute and cling to you, refusing to let go.
When he's upset, he wants his dad to comfort him, to coax him, and to kiss him.
His baby is smart, excellent, beautiful, and capable of many things. He acts like a little adult, always worrying about others, as if he doesn't need anyone to worry about him at all.
But he was still just a child, a child who hadn't grown up yet.
Just like any other child, he needs his father, the care of his elders, love, and special treatment.
Mu Shaowu was a first-time father and wasn't very skilled at it, but fortunately, he stumbled along the way and raised Ye Qingxi little by little.
He became the best father in Ye Qingxi's heart.
"Good night," Mu Shaowu said softly, looking at his son.
Two days later, Mu Shaowu's illness was finally completely cured.
He finally took off his mask, and he could finally sleep in the same bed with Ye Qingxi.
When Grandpa Feng heard from Ye Qingxi that his father had recovered, he wanted to see him.
The jade pendant he had commissioned was finished, strung together into a bracelet, and he was just waiting to give it to Ye Qingxi.
It just so happens that the child's father is here, so it seems a bit unfair of him to let the child come over.
Grandpa Feng had intended to wait a while, but unexpectedly, Ye Qingxi sent a message: [Great-Grandpa, I brought you some local specialties from our area. When do you have time? I'd like to come visit you~]
Grandpa Feng was overjoyed; such a good thing?!
He quickly replied, "Anytime is fine; you can come anytime."
Ye Qingxi: [Then let's do it tomorrow.]
Grandpa Feng: [Okay.]
Old Master Feng instructed the housekeeper to give orders for a thorough cleaning of the house and to have the kitchen prepare fresh ingredients.
Finally, he even had Xiao Zhu take Aristotle to take a bath and get a beauty treatment.
"You're going to see Xiaoxi soon, so make sure you're all clean and pretty." Grandpa Feng stroked his beloved dog's head.
Aristotle barked, perfectly in agreement.
"Then you'll go see Grandpa Feng tomorrow and have dinner at his place?" Mu Shaowu confirmed.
Ye Qingxi nodded, "If we don't go now, there won't be any time later."
He's almost finished filming.
Zhong Yan and the others have also returned from their trip abroad and said they would come to visit the set in the next couple of days. He will definitely have to accompany them then, so he naturally won't be able to visit Grandpa Feng.
As friends, Ye Qingxi really hoped to see him one last time before leaving.
And Aristotle!
He also really wanted to see his dog friend one more time.
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