Chapter 76 (Seventy-Sixth Update)
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Mu Shaowu looked at his precious son, "Baby, do you still know who your father is?"
Ye Qingxi chuckled, "You're the father, and he's the uncle, it doesn't conflict."
"Really? I think he'd love to be your dad right now," Mu Shaowu scoffed.
Ye Qingxi stroked his hair and said, "No, Dad, you're overthinking it."
Mu Shaowu didn't think he was overthinking things; he thought his precious son was underthinking.
He reached out and pulled Ye Qingxi into his arms, holding her on his lap. "Then you must always remember that I am your father."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "Mhm."
Mu Shaowu laughed, "So, do you like your uncle more or your father?"
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi thought he was being very childish at that moment.
Just as naive as Mu Shaoyan.
They're either brothers.
"Dad, why are you back so early? The parent-child sports day isn't until Wednesday."
"It's because I missed you." Mu Shaowu hugged him. "This is your first sports meet since you started elementary school, so of course Dad had to come home to cheer you on."
Ye Qingxi smiled. He felt that this was not a big deal, especially since parents were not allowed to enter the school during the school sports meet a couple of days ago. Mu Shaowu did not need to come back specifically, let alone come back so early.
"Won't your job be affected?"
"No. Dad took leave in advance and has already worked overtime, so it won't affect anything."
"That's good," Ye Qingxi said.
"So do you like me more or your uncle more? You're not allowed to run away from this, I still remember you didn't answer me!" Mu Shaowu pinched his little face.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi had no choice but to answer in a low, awkward voice, "You."
Mu Shaowu's face instantly lit up with joy, his eyes brimming with happiness. "I knew it!"
"I knew our baby would love me the most!"
As he spoke, he pressed his face against Ye Qingxi's and rubbed it affectionately against her.
Ye Qingxi watched as he seemed to be bathed in a spotlight because of her answer, his face instantly becoming lively, and for a moment, she couldn't help but laugh.
His father would be this happy just from hearing his simple word "you".
Ye Qingxi felt a mix of joy, emotion, and embarrassment.
He was immersed in the tenderness of these three emotions converging when he saw Mu Shaowu pick up his phone and excitedly say, "Baby, say it again, I'll record it and play it for your uncle next time."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi thought he was incredibly childish.
He jumped out of Mu Shaowu's arms. "I'm going to take a shower. I have to get up early tomorrow morning."
“Dad’s with you.” Mu Shaowu immediately put down his phone and chased after him.
Ye Qingxi refused, "Who wants to be with you?"
"Me, me, I want to be with you."
As Mu Shaowu spoke, he quickly caught up with him and scooped him up in his arms.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ? !!!
Mu Shaowu smiled and said, "It's been so long since I've seen my adorable baby, of course we should take a bath together. Come on, let Daddy help you take a bath."
Ye Qingxi had no choice but to be carried into the bathroom by him, take a shower with him, and have her hair dried by him.
Since Mu Shaowu rarely came back, Ye Qingxi naturally wanted to sleep with him.
So, he first told Mu Shaoting that he wouldn't be listening to bedtime stories tonight.
Mu Shaoting: ...
Mu Shaoting could only regretfully put away the bedtime story she had prepared earlier, "Then baby, you should go to sleep early."
After saying that, he didn't forget to glare at Mu Shaowu.
Couldn't you have come back a little later?!
She only gets to see her adorable little nephew two days and three nights a week!
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu pretended not to see it.
"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.
He then went to Mu Feng's study and told him that he was going to sleep in Mu Shaowu's bedroom tonight.
"But Grandpa, you should go to bed early too," Ye Qingxi reminded him.
Mu Feng agreed readily. "Okay."
However, despite his words, the lights in Mu Feng's study were still shining brightly until one o'clock in the morning.
Mu Shaowu hugged his son and lay down on the bed, finally having time to talk to him properly about Mu Shaoyan.
"Why do you have to go to class with your uncle? Aren't you tired?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "I'm not tired, and Brother Duan Yi's lectures are very engaging."
"It sounds nice?" Mu Shaowu laughed. "You can understand it, right?"
certainly.
However, Ye Qingxi couldn't say that; he only said, "His voice is nice."
"So how long are you going to stay with him like this? It's going to get colder and colder, aren't you cold?"
"I'm in the car," Ye Qingxi said. "It's not cold."
Mu Shaowu said with heartache, "But you are just a child. I am very happy that your uncle is willing to study now, but studying is ultimately his own business. I have heard of mothers accompanying their children to study, but I have never heard of nephews accompanying their children to study. I am afraid that you will suffer because of this. I do not want you to suffer like this."
Children should live a happy and comfortable life.
We shouldn't be burdened with so much.
At the very least, he shouldn't be responsible for his uncle's grades.
Ye Qingxi listened and silently moved closer to him.
“Dad, I’m not tired,” he said.
He didn't find accompanying Mu Shaoyan to class tiring, but he was happy that Mu Shaowu felt he was working hard and didn't want him to work hard.
“Dad, Brother Duan Yi is very smart. I often spend time with him, and I will become smarter too. Pei Liang said, ‘One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.’ You should stay with smart people,” Ye Qingxi coaxed him.
Mu Shaowu chuckled, "You're already very smart, you're practically a genius."
“Then you can be even smarter.” Ye Qingxi looked at him.
Looking into his clear and pure eyes, Mu Shaowu did not stop him.
He touched Ye Qingxi's face. "If one day you feel tired, cold, or don't want to go anymore, you must tell your uncle. If you feel embarrassed to tell him, just tell me, and Dad will help you tell him."
"Please, please don't wrong yourself. Don't make yourself suffer."
Ye Qingxi listened and slowly nodded.
He leaned against Mu Shaowu's chest, thinking, "That's good. His current father is telling him not to wrong himself."
Tell him not to make himself feel bad.
Ye Qingxi lowered her eyes, feeling light and carefree.
He's not upset; he's actually very happy right now.
I'm so happy.
After sleeping in Mu Shaowu's arms all night, the next day, Ye Qingxi felt the familiar hurriedness of Mu Shaowu taking care of the baby.
He woke Ye Qingxi at the last minute, hurriedly carried her downstairs, and then hurriedly carried her into the car.
Looking at his hurried manner, Mu Feng felt that he was a really unreliable father.
"Good luck at the sports meet," he said to Ye Qingxi.
Ye Qingxi nodded, "I will, goodbye Grandpa."
"Goodbye," Mu Feng said.
Mu Shaoyan and Mu Shaoting then said goodbye to Mu Feng and got into the car.
"Xiao Xi, here." Mu Shaoyan slipped the chocolate from his pocket into his pocket. "Eat this after your run to replenish your energy."
"Or you can eat candy." Mu Shaoting handed him a box of candy. "Remember not to rush when you're running. It's okay if you run slowly, just don't fall."
“Exactly,” Mu Shaoyan agreed. “It would be best if you could get first place, but it doesn’t matter if you can’t. Just don’t get injured. If you do get injured, you must tell your teacher immediately and then call your uncle. Your uncle will take you to the hospital.”
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ?
Mu Shaowu reminded him, "I'm not dead yet, why are you calling me?!"
“Xiao Xi,” Mu Shaowu looked at him, “call your father. He’s free today, so you can come whenever he calls.”
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi was both amused and exasperated. Judging from this, anyone who knew him would think he was going to participate in the school sports meet, but anyone who didn't would think he was going to the battlefield.
"I understand," Ye Qingxi replied cooperatively.
He got off the bus at the school gate, said goodbye to them one by one, and walked towards the school.
The three people in the car stared intently at his retreating figure.
"Do you think our baby can get first place?" Mu Shaoyan asked.
"Not necessarily." Mu Shaowu said truthfully.
Mu Shaoting pushed him, "What are you saying? It's unlucky. Our baby will definitely be number one!"
"I hope so," Mu Shaoyan said. "Otherwise, wouldn't all of Xiaoxi's training have been for nothing? He would definitely be heartbroken then."
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaowu regretted that he couldn't sponsor the sports meet; otherwise, he would have anonymously sponsored his son to win first place.
Just as he was filled with hatred, he saw the back door of the car be pushed open, and Mu Shaoyan got out of the car and ran towards Ye Qingxi.
As Ye Qingxi was walking, she heard Mu Shaoyan's voice behind her, "Xiao Xi."
He turned his head, and Mu Shaoyan ran to his side in a few steps, took his hand, and held it with his own.
"I remember now, I won first place in a relay race before. I wish you good luck."
Seeing him holding Ye Qingxi's hand tightly, Mu Shaowu was so angry that he wanted to get out of the car too—he was the father of his son.
As soon as he unbuckled his seatbelt, Mu Shaoting grabbed him.
"Brother, just bear with it. You're not disguised at all right now. If you get out of the car now, you'll definitely be recognized!"
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu glared at Mu Shaoyan not far away, "Your brother has really gone too far!"
Mu Shaoting nodded, "Isn't that right?!"
They didn't even pull her off the bus!
Fortunately, Mu Shaoyan only held her hand for a short while, and feeling that he had passed on his good luck to Ye Qingxi, he returned to his car.
Mu Shaowu snorted coldly and began to find fault with him.
Mu Shaoyan leaned back calmly in the car seat, plugged in his earphones, and began memorizing vocabulary.
Midterm exams are approaching, and he wants to do well so that Ye Qingxi will be happy.
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu was so angry he almost threw him out of the car.
Mu Shaoting picked up a Bluetooth earphone and listened for a moment before telling Mu Shaowu, "He's memorizing vocabulary," which prevented Mu Shaowu from kicking him out of the car.
"You'd better improve your exam scores later, otherwise even if Xiaoxi is willing, I can't bear to see him go through all this trouble with you." Mu Shaowu lectured his younger brother, "If you really like him, then cherish his efforts and don't let him down."
Mu Shaoting nodded, "That's right. You can ask me if you have any questions about Chinese or English, but I can't help you with anything else."
Mu Shaoyan took the earphones from her hand and put them back in his ears, continuing to listen to the words.
Of course he knew; he wasn't heartless, and he didn't need them to remind him.
Mu Shaoyan closed his eyes and began reciting words again.
Ye Qingxi had already arrived at her class's line and was chatting with her classmates.
"When we hold the baton, we should hold it at the top or bottom, not in the middle, otherwise it will be inconvenient during the handover," he said.
Kang Cong and Zhong Yan nodded quickly, "Okay."
"Don't be nervous, everyone. It would be great if we could get first place, but it's okay if we can't," Ye Qingxi said, giving them a heads-up beforehand.
“I’m not nervous at all,” Zhong Yan said.
"I'm not nervous at all," Kang Cong said, shaking his head.
Pei Liang: ...
Pei Liang wasn't nervous, but she wanted to win first place.
However, this is a team competition, so he didn't want to put pressure on Ye Qingxi.
Therefore, he replied, "Yes."
"Keep it up." Pei Liang extended her hand.
Kang Cong and Zhong Yan each placed their hands on it.
Ye Qingxi looked at it and then placed her hand on it as well.
The four people stacked their hands, looked at each other, and said, "Go go go!"
The four little hands moved up and down, then scattered.
Ye Qingxi withdrew her hand, but couldn't help laughing.
This was an experience he had never had before: standing with his friends, hands in hands, participating in a sports meet together, and participating in an event together.
It's amazing and wonderful.
He suddenly became very happy.
The seed planted in his heart was quietly growing, and Ye Qingxi felt as if he was gradually picking up the time he had lost.
Anew, a new beginning of growth.
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