My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 1012: Chapter 1016: Doting

Before Wang Yun could finish, Niu Zijun tugged at her sleeve.

Wang Yun quickly looked down and immediately understood what her son wanted.

Wang Yun asked at once, "Ah Hong, do you still have any of these cakes? My precious child wants more."

Tan Zhenghong glanced at the plate, which had held eight pieces of pastry just moments ago, but now it was empty, even the crumbs licked clean.

Is it appropriate for a one-year-old child to eat so much?

"How about we give the child something else to eat?" Tan Zhenghong suggested.

Wang Yun shook her head, "If he likes it, let him eat. He was premature, and it’s rare for him to find something he likes. Eating a bit more won’t hurt, otherwise he’ll cry, and no one can calm him down."

Her son also had a problem; crying too hard could easily make him faint.

Therefore, what she valued most in bringing up her child was ensuring he didn’t cry.

Tan Zhenghong had no choice but to compromise. The maids and older women were busy with other tasks, so Tan Zhenghong went to the kitchen himself.

"How can your cousin act like this? As if Zi Jun eating a bit could bankrupt him or something!"

Niu Fuquan said, frowning.

What did it matter if he let his son eat to his heart’s content?

"The richer they are, the stingier they get. Besides, Zi Jun isn’t his child; how could he possibly care wholeheartedly? But this isn’t our own home, so bear with it," Wang Yun said as she patted Niu Fuquan’s back.

Only then did Niu Fuquan nod, "I know, when we need favors from people, it’s natural to endure some grievances."

"You rest here for a while; I’ll go see my sister-in-law," she said.

Wang Yun was very gentle, and even left a light kiss on Niu Fuquan’s cheek, making his heart itch with pleasure.

Now Niu Fuquan was even more satisfied with Wang Yun. Although she was a bit older, among the several women in the house, she was the one who understood him best.

Now that she had also given him a son, his doting on her had not been in vain.

In the delivery room, Almond brought Wang Yun a chair and thoughtfully laid a soft cushion on it.

This was Qiao Duo’s first visit to the Tan Family, and she didn’t want to leave a bad impression.

"Cousin, please have a seat," Qiao Duo’er called out.

Wang Yun looked around the room’s furnishings and felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Tan Zhenghong was brought up by her father, and now that he had made something of himself, why should all his accomplishments be credited to this woman?

But she knew that Tan Zhenghong was utterly obedient to this woman; it was not the time to fall out with her.

After sitting down, Wang Clan said enviously, "Sister-in-law, you are really fortunate to have both a son and a daughter at once."

Qiao Duo responded modestly, "What fortune or misfortune, it can drive one mad."

Raising two children was certainly not as simple as raising one. If one child started crying, the other wouldn’t be able to lie still.

Every time she heard their cries in duet, she felt her head was about to split.

"Bringing up children is never easy, right? As long as you’re happy in your heart, that’s what matters. I just heard Ah Hong talking about setting up a separate household; since your foundations are not yet strong, in my opinion, you should have more children. That’s how a family grows stronger," she said.

Toward the end, Wang Yun’s tone had taken on a preachy edge.

Qiao Duo nodded noncommittally, "Having children also depends on fate."

Whether to have children or not was a matter for her and Tan Zhenghong to decide, and others had no right to interfere.

Wang Yun curled her lips. There’s a saying ’more children bring more fortune,’ but with Qiao Duo’s frail build, she doubted Qiao Duo could handle much ’fortune.’

She didn’t bother to remind Qiao Duo, instead, she brought up another matter.

"Sister-in-law, I came here to discuss something with you," she said.

Qiao Duo nodded, "Go ahead."