Chapter 145: You’re Dreaming

Jiang Xiaochao tilted his head to look at Hu Yao, his face serious.

Jiang Han chuckled, this little rascal was repeating it in front of him like this, who knows what kind of nonsense he had said to Hu Yao before.

“Then Mommy should call Daddy Brother Han too,” Jiang Xiaochao said again.

In his memory, Hu Yao always called Jiang Han by his name directly, or else she would talk to him about “your father” and “your father”. He couldn’t call him “brother”, could Hu Yao not call him either?

Jiang Han raised an eyebrow, glanced at Hu Yao, and before she could say anything, he said:

“Alright, call me ‘brother’ and let me hear it.”

His tone sounded playful, Hu Yao blushed slightly and refused to call him.

“Hurry up! No food if you don’t call!” He urged.

“Then I won’t eat,” Hu Yao pouted, she wasn’t really hungry anyway.

“Daddy, I won’t have food if I don’t call either?” Jiang Xiaochao interjected, muttering, “But you don’t let me call you.”

“Get out of here! You won’t have food whether you call or not,” Jiang Han was ruthless with him.

“You’re a mess and you still want to eat? Go eat your longan chicken!”

His messy appearance was just so displeasing, especially when he thought about how he had to wash this little rascal’s dirty clothes!

He wanted to sleep in the mud all day long, no wonder Hu Yao and Lin Zhaodi used to spend all day washing clothes.

“Can, can you eat it?” Jiang Xiaochao looked at the longan chicken in Hu Yao’s hand, his little mouth opened slightly, and he leaned his head forward.

His eager little expression scared Hu Yao, she quickly raised her hand and said urgently, “You can’t eat this.”

Her hasty hand hit Jiang Han’s face, the longan chicken struggled, and accidentally half of its body jumped into Jiang Han’s mouth as he was talking.

“Is it delicious, Daddy?”

“…”

“Brother Han Brother Han, I have another one here, I’ll give it to you too!” Qiu Yarong joined in, her eyes also staring at him eagerly.

Jiang Han’s face turned black, he spat out the half-dead longan chicken from his mouth and threw it at Jiang Fuchao’s head.

“If you don’t want to eat, then don’t eat!”

These two mother and son never did anything right for him!

Hu Yao faced his black face, her eyes flickered, she wanted to apologize to him, she didn’t expect it to turn out like this.

But she didn’t know why, maybe because of the two little ones’ words, she blurted out a question to him, “Is it delicious?”

“If you like, you can try it!” Jiang Han glared at her, annoyed, “Let Jiang Fuchao catch more for you to eat!”

“Eat what? Take it and give it to your father! Why are you being so filial to me?”

He was in a bad mood now, he even had to say something to Qiu Yarong.

Hu Yao was silent, she reached out and wiped his mouth.

“Don’t be angry.”

She softly coaxed him, her movements gentle.

Jiang Han held her hand, looked at her for a while, his face softened, he decided to be magnanimous and not hold this against her.

He was about to say something, but he saw the mud on her hand.

Jiang Fuchao had pulled her hand, bringing the mud to her, and she had used this hand to wipe his mouth!

Jiang Han’s face, which had just softened, turned black again.

“…Alright, it’s clean now.” Hu Yao also noticed, she was a few seconds slow and used her clean wrist to wipe the mud mark off his mouth, “Let’s go eat, okay? Are you hungry?”

She changed the subject.

He was easily angered, but also easily coaxed, Hu Yao had discovered this, and now she was skilled at coaxing him.

It was June, she was wearing a light-colored loose dress, her exposed arms were white and smooth, the mud mark on her hand was very noticeable.

Jiang Han held her soft hand, lowered his head and patted it clean, the part that couldn’t be wiped clean, he picked up his clothes and wiped it for her.

The mud was wiped clean, but her skin was also rubbed red.

He looked at the red mark, and it was displeasing again.

She was like a tofu pudding now, a light touch would leave a mark, it wasn’t so exaggerated before, now he didn’t let her do anything, she was even more precious. He worked himself to the bone, suffering and toiling, and he treated her like an ancestor.

“Does it hurt?”

“Don’t you love being clean? Jiang Fuchao is so dirty, why do you touch him? What, are you only strict with me?” He said, comparing again.

Hu Yao hadn’t even said a word.

“I didn’t dislike you being dirty either.” Hu Yao felt wronged by his words.

Why did he always compare himself to Jiang Xiaochao, wasn’t Jiang Xiaochao also his son?

“It’s because you forced me to change into your stinky habits!” Jiang Han glanced at the messy Jiang Fuchao, then frowned.

It was really a subtle influence, before this little rascal wouldn’t play with Hu Yao like a dirty dog every day, he would take him up the mountain and he would roll around in the dirt, but it wasn’t as displeasing as it was now.

It was all because after she got better, she wouldn’t let him do this and that, the floor had to be swept every day, he couldn’t go a day without showering, he wasn’t allowed to hold her to sleep, and now he dared not throw his clothes away, if he did, he had to pick them up himself!

That was fine, but he didn’t listen to her.

Thinking about all this, Jiang Han suddenly realized that he was the one who was being controlled by her. Realizing this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

His gaze towards her became even more strange, Hu Yao raised her eyes to meet his, still puzzled, “I didn’t force you.”

“What did I force you to do?” She looked at him in frustration.

“There are so many things! I’ll settle the score with you tonight!” Jiang Han thought of a lot of things, but couldn’t say them for a while, he reached out and turned her head, not looking at her clear eyes that were filled with a hint of questioning, “You’re standing here with your mouth dry, go eat.”

She really couldn’t say that she “forced” him to do anything, but could he admit to her that he was happy to follow her and change?

“Brother Han Brother Han, beautiful auntie “I want to eat too!” Qiu Yarong hugged Hu Yao’s leg, wanting to go eat with them.

Hu Yao chuckled, “Okay, but Rongrong needs to tell Mommy.”

Jiang Han didn’t mind giving Qiu Yarong a free meal, after all, she was still Tang Haofei’s daughter.

It’s just that this little one is so affectionate, even with Hu Yao, she’s a little rascal, he doesn’t like that about her.

“Jiang Fuchao, watch your wife, can you manage?” He grabbed Jiang Xiaochao and put him next to Qiu Yarong.

“Rongrong is not my wife.” Jiang Xiaochao frowned.

“Didn’t she have your child, and you even saved her eggs? How can she not be your wife?” Jiang Han didn’t care.

“I’m not!” Qiu Yarong also scrunched up her fair little face in resistance, “I don’t want to be a stupid person’s wife.”

“Yeah yeah, I’m stupid!”

The two little ones talked back and forth, their voices childish and milky, they were still too young to understand these things.

Hu Yao was amused by them, rubbing their little heads.

“Rongrong likes Daddy! She’ll marry Daddy later, and I’ll marry Mommy!” Jiang Xiaochao even made the arrangements, speaking softly and earnestly.

Jiang Han slapped him away, sneering, “What kind of daydream are you having?”