Chapter 76 1/2

Cen Lang: “I don’t want to say it, but you insist.”

Jiang Li: “Then you’ll be silenced for three hours.”

“Dad.” Little Jiang Wangxing interrupted the inappropriate conversation, holding a handful of mud and eagerly watching them. “Can we play like this?”

He was referring to Jiang Li smearing mud on Cen Lang.

Cen Lang laughed. “Little Jiang Doctor, this time it’s your teaching.”

Jiang Li’s cheek blushed, and his usually upright image was slightly compromised in the presence of the little one imitating him.

Suddenly, Jiang Li could empathise a bit with Cen Lang. It’s challenging to refuse a son’s request, though every situation is difficult.

Jiang Li: “You can apply some mud.”

“Okay.” Little Star climbed excitedly onto Cen Lang’s lap, solemnly pressing the mud on his dad’s combat suit, pure and joyful.

Cen Lang hugged him and stood up from the mud, supporting his little feet. “Mud isn’t fun; next time, Dad will take you snowball fighting.”

“What’s snowball fighting?”

“It’s throwing a bunch of white snow back and forth, clean snow, and Dr. Xiao Jiang will join.”

The little one suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Peng.

Jiang Li, already lowered to the mud’s bottomless line, nodded reluctantly.

The little one asked, “When is the next time?”

Cen Lang: “When Dad has the next day off.”

Little Jiang Wangxing thought for a moment; his dad had been at home being a dad for a long time. He should soon go back to being Captain Cen.

“When does Dad have time off?”

Cen Lang: “In about a month, when it’s very hot.”

Jiang Li turned on the tap to clean Black Wind; the little one struggled to get down, indicating he also wanted to be sprayed.

Cen Lang held him and said, “You’ll be knocked down.”

The little one said, “I’ll lean on Black Wind.”

“Or lean on Dad; Dad is reliable.” Cen Lang held the little one. “Let him play for a while.”

Jiang Li closed his eyes, raised the hose, and sprayed water at the mud father and son.

The water from the hose, heated and pressurised, hit Cen Lang’s left shoulder with considerable force. The little one, held on the right side, had a bit of his camo-coloured clothes washed away.

Watching the change, the little one reached out to catch the water, giggling.

Jiang Li turned the hose, took a deep breath, and said, “Close your mouth.”

The little one quickly covered his mouth with his clean hand and said, “Closed, Dad.”

Jiang Li selectively sprayed on Cen Lang’s shoulder, back, and the little one’s feet, causing a mix of mud and sand.

Jiang Li wasn’t the type to record every moment with his child, but this time, he couldn’t resist.

He sent the process of washing two mud figures—the handsome General Cen and the little one—to Jiang Wanlan.

Jiang Wanlan: Is the little one stuck in a pit?!

Jiang Li: Listen to this laughter; does it sound alike?

Jiang Wanlan: How can Cen Lang let the kid play with mud? I’ll complain to his grandpa later.

Jiang Li: “Just go easy on it.”

While looking at his phone, he didn’t notice the hose direction lowering. Cen Lang, standing tall, quickly shifted aside.

“Darling, that part of mine is quite delicate.”

Jiang Li’s hand shook. How could it still be… delicate and have not disappeared!

Jiang Li stopped spraying and switched to Black Wind: “Take him in for a wash.”

After cleaning Black Wind, Cen Lang also cleaned the little one’s hair. This time, they were truly clean, wrapped in towels, and ready for a baby powder advertisement.

Jiang Li’s hair had no mud; he quickly rinsed and came out.

He held the little one, watching Wang Wang blow Black Wind’s fur. The wet fur became increasingly fluffy, puzzling the little one.

“Why hasn’t Dad finished washing?”

“Sleep. Dad will wait a bit.”

Little Jiang Wangxing closed his eyes in peace and almost instantly fell asleep.

Jiang Li patiently waited for Cen Lang, looking down at the little one’s long, closed eyelashes and suddenly smiling.

Every day with Dad is happy, right?

Infected by the joy of Jiang Wangxing, he even felt that the mud pit was a bit fun.

…

Interstellar mandatory class: drink a nutrient solution.

When the little one was in Jiang Li’s belly, he showed aversion to the nutrient solution. Jiang Li would vomit every time he drank it.

Even if he is born into a wealthy family, should he still drink nutrient solutions?

Yes.

At mealtime, the little one noticed that no one had set the table today, and there was no aroma of food in the kitchen. Grandpa and Dad had both drunk a bottle of water.

Jiang Li said that Cen Lang and the little one should drink nutrient solutions to learn to appreciate food. It wasn’t a lie, of course. His main goal was to let the little one experience nutrient solutions.

The parenting guide clearly states that children can be introduced to children’s nutritional supplements around a year and a half.

If there’s an emergency and only a nutrient solution is available, it must be drinkable.

Cen Lang opened a grape-flavoured children’s nutrient solution, poured it into a straw bottle, added a bit of water, and shook it. “This is your lunch today.”

Then he made another cup for himself and said, “Cheers, son.”

No matter how much sweetener is added to a nutrient solution, it always has a unique taste.

The little one lifted the bottle, took a big sip, his cheeks puffing up, and suddenly furrowed his brow.

Jiang Li saw complexity on the face of a human cub.

Holding the nutrient solution, he glanced at Dad and then Grandpa. No one told him to spit it out.

He lifted the bottle, bit the straw, and discreetly spat out a little.

With no nutrient solution in his mouth, he intentionally puffed up his cheeks, pretending to still have it. The chubby face resembled a hamster with a cheek full of seeds.

Jiang Li closed one eye and tried to make contact without forcing him to drink.