Chapter 160: A New One in the Belly

After a lot of commotion, Qiu Yarong, who was drunk, was eventually “taken away” by Tang Haofei.

Xiaoya’s uncle and aunt were busy today, and it happened to be Jiang Xiaochao’s birthday. She spent the whole day playing at Jiang’s house, and her uncle only came to pick her up when it was time.

Jiang Xiaochao was very happy today, but after seeing Qiu Yarong cry, he wasn’t so happy anymore and was a little confused.

“Dad often says he wants to throw me away and make me a wild child, but I didn’t cry.”

He didn’t quite understand the difference between what Jiang Han said about being a wild child and what Qiu Yarong said.

Xiaoya, however, was sad along with Qiu Yarong, and said in a low voice that she was also a wild child.

Jiang Xiaochao, still carefree, said, “Then we’re both wild children!”

He looked like he was glad they were both wild children and could play together.

Jiang Han and Hu Yao were speechless for a moment.

Hu Yao covered his little mouth and softly comforted the sad Xiaoya. She was so young when she lost her parents, and she didn’t really understand the meaning of death. Sometimes, she would ask in a childish voice when her parents would come back to see her, and her expectant little face was heartbreaking.

She didn’t understand much about Lin Zhaodi’s things back then. Even though she was affected by it, she still felt in her heart that Lin Zhaodi was a good aunt to her and would occasionally ask about her.

In the simple minds of children, they don’t understand the complexities of good and evil in adults. Some children, even if someone is not good to them, won’t hold a grudge at all and remain pure-hearted, while others are naturally mischievous and difficult to discipline.

Xiaoya wasn’t a difficult child to coax. Hu Yao comforted her for a while, and she was fine.

She was very well-behaved and even wanted to help Hu Yao wash the dishes.

“Jiang Fuchao, look at her, then look at you!” Jiang Han had always had a good impression of Xiaoya, who was very well-behaved, and sometimes he would compare her to Jiang Fuchao.

“I’m a boy, not a girl.” Jiang Xiaochao knew he was going to use Xiaoya to say something about him, and he found it annoying.

His dad had already sent Zhao Jiaxing to wash the dishes, so there were no dishes left for Xiaoya to wash.

“Mom, Dad really likes Xiaoya, he doesn’t like Rongrong marrying him, he likes Xiaoya!” He mumbled to Hu Yao, saying that Jiang Han liked someone like Xiaoya.

It always felt like whatever he said would come out twisted.

Hu Yao laughed, but before she could say anything, Xiaoya shook her head repeatedly in alarm, “No, no!”

She didn’t like Jiang Han as much as Qiu Yarong did, and she was still a little afraid of him. After all, she had lived in Taowan Village before, and all the scary stories adults told children were about Jiang Han, so she had been scared of him for a long time.

Hu Yao couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Seeing her resistant and scared expression, she found it amusing. “Okay, no, no.”

She patted her back, comforting her.

Jiang Han’s face darkened. These two fools, they really treated him like a dish to be picked and chosen, without considering whether he liked it or not.

“Jiang Fuchao, you go wash the dishes too!” He glared at Jiang Fuchao, who had started all this.

“Mom said I don’t have to work today because it’s my birthday, I can just play, you go wash it, Dad.” Jiang Xiaochao bounced around happily, looking up at him with his chin raised.

“I don’t care if it’s your birthday or not! Even if you were just born, you still have to go wash the dishes!” Jiang Han had been putting up with him all morning and afternoon, and now he couldn’t stand his arrogant attitude.

This little bastard was taking advantage of his birthday, he wanted to be his father!

He should be grateful that he didn’t beat him up today.

Being a father and having to put up with his son, what a strange thing!

This little bastard was only four years old and he was already so angry, he didn’t know how many years of his life he had left.

“Don’t wait until tomorrow, Jiang Fuchao, go pack your things now, catch up with your Uncle Haofei and become his son-in-law! He’s not far away.”

“You really don’t want me anymore?” Jiang Xiaochao looked at him like he was serious, his lips pouted. He had already learned about the general idea of a son-in-law from Du Ximei.

“If I go to someone else’s house, you won’t have a son to raise!” He puffed up his chest.

“Heh, that’s great news.” Jiang Han didn’t care.

“I, I’m gone, then no one will help you coax Mom, or play with Mom!” Jiang Xiaochao puffed out his cheeks.

“The one in Mom’s belly is a brother, he’ll also be a son-in-law! He’ll also marry Rongrong and be her second wife!”

Hu Yao’s words to coax him stopped.

Jiang Han clicked his tongue, “Your Uncle Haofei thanks you!”

That little brat was really lucky, three wives, both male and female, others wouldn’t even dare to dream of it.

He had said long ago that Jiang Fuchao was a freak!

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The topic of the son-in-law was settled after a commotion.

Jiang Xiaochao realized in the evening that Jiang Han hadn’t driven him away, and he was happy to know that he was just scaring him, he still didn’t want to lose him.

“Mom, do you want to sleep with me tonight?”

He was “pushing his luck.” After taking a bath and smelling fragrant, he lay on Hu Yao’s back, his little arms wrapped around her neck, his face pressed against her shoulder, and he asked in a childish voice.

Hu Yao smiled and nodded, “Okay.”

“What’s okay, make him go away!” Jiang Han sat beside her, helping her untangle a bunch of tangled yarn, and when he saw Jiang Fuchao clinging to Hu Yao, he snorted.

“Hu Yao, are you crazy at night? What month is it? What kind of weather? You’re knitting this for the kid in your belly?” Jiang Han untangled the yarn for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was also crazy, he pointed at her belly and said angrily.

He was also bored and crazy with her.

“It’s not for the child.” Hu Yao looked at him, and said softly:

“You knit, I’m just separating them, slowly.”

Jiang Han’s words got stuck in his throat, and he picked up the yarn he had thrown aside and continued to unravel it.

“Jiang Fuchao, are you looking for trouble? Look at your busy hands, whoever messed it up should unravel it!” Jiang Han had been unraveling for a few minutes, and he glanced at Jiang Fuchao who was still hugging Hu Yao, and coldly snorted.

This rascal had to mess with everything in the house, only Hu Yao wouldn’t say a word to him, and even thought he was very obedient!

“Oh.” Jiang Xiaochao reluctantly released his small hand that was wrapped around Hu Yao’s neck, and moved his bare feet to the middle of them, grabbing one of the yarn balls and seriously fiddling with it.

“Mom, I’m done!”

“Chaochao is so amazing, you’re done so quickly.” Hu Yao praised him with a smile.

“It was me who unraveled it!” Jiang Han was speechless, he had been unraveling yarn for her for so long, and she hadn’t even praised him once.

“Dad, you’re amazing too!” Hu Yao didn’t praise him, but Jiang Xiaochao praised him.

“Where is your father not amazing!” Jiang Han was not at all humble, he gave Hu Yao a meaningful look, and pulled Jiang Xiaochao away from the middle of him and Hu Yao.

“Go further up, what are you sticking to your mother for, do you feel it’s not hot enough?” He said, pulling Jiang Xiaochao away but then leaned closer to Hu Yao himself.