Witty Wife, Better Life

Chapter 260: Chapter 250: Rare

That night, when it was time to sleep, Li Hongjun very unreasonably insisted on sleeping between his child and his wife.

Shen Yunfang, seeing that he seemed a bit tipsy, didn’t argue with him; she simply gave up the spot to him, then turned over to enjoy the pillow and finally settle into a peaceful sleep.

However, as soon as she started to drift off, she was jolted awake by her son’s loud voice.

"What’s wrong, what’s wrong?" Shen Yunfang quickly leaned over to the side, trying to see her son beyond the "mountain" that was Li Hongjun.

"Nothing, nothing, go back to sleep, I’ll soothe him." Li Hongjun shifted his bulky frame, solidly blocking his wife’s view, then his large hand anxiously patted their son’s little bottom, hoping that this rapid patting would calm his son down.

But little Pangpang completely failed to appreciate his father’s painstaking efforts, still furious about being rudely awakened from his sleep, feeling the need to vent or else how would he maintain his status as the family’s tiny tyrant.

Shen Yunfang, listening to her son’s increasingly high-pitched cries, couldn’t lie down anymore and hurriedly pushed Li Hongjun aside to check on her son.

"How are you taking care of the child, why is he crying so plaintively?" She couldn’t see anything wrong from the outside, but her son’s teary eyes were dropping tears non-stop, and as a mother, she couldn’t stand it.

Li Hongjun felt incredibly awkward when asked. Could he say he was so excited about having a son that he couldn’t sleep and wanted to bond with his son, annoying the child? Could he admit he kept poking his son, which caused the displeasure? Could he reveal that he kept kissing his son’s little feet and hands, resulting in being repeatedly kicked and hit? He couldn’t say any of that.

"Nothing, just now I saw our son’s sleeping posture wasn’t right, so I adjusted him a bit. Who knew the kid had such a temper, just moving his arms and legs and he’s throwing a fit," Li Hongjun said, covering up the truth.

Shen Yunfang looked at him suspiciously, but calming the child was the priority, "Move over a bit."

Li Hongjun gave up the space, and Shen Yunfang reached out to pick up her son and started to gently pat and soothe him.

Pangpang smelled the familiar scent, turned his little face towards Shen Yunfang, and, eyes still closed, started to nuzzle into her embrace.

The purpose was clear, and both parents understood; he was hungry.

Indeed, he was hungry. He had been sleeping just fine until his no-good father poked him awake and kept teasing him with a finger by his mouth, making him hungry even if he wasn’t and wasn’t that why he was crying?

Shen Yunfang, unaware of this, lifted her blouse, revealing her full "milk bottle," and put the nipple into her son’s mouth, and the world finally went quiet.

Initially intending to interrogate her husband on how he could mistreat their son, she turned around only to see Li Hongjun staring intently at her chest.

Her face flushed red, she spat at him, turned her back, holding the child so he couldn’t see anymore.

Li Hongjun finally retracted his wolf-like gaze, calmed the stirring in his body, and remembered the matter he had not managed to discuss with his wife before bed.

"Wife, I want to go back to Taoshu Village tomorrow." Although they had split the family, Li Family’s elders were still his parents, and since he was able to come back for the New Year this year, he ought to visit the old folks. Besides, Yunfang had given birth now, and because there weren’t enough hands to spare before, they hadn’t sent a message to Taoshu Village. Now that he was back, it was the perfect time to bring his parents some good news.

Once Shen Yunfang was reminded by him, she too remembered, "You’re right, I had totally forgotten. These days I’ve been worn out by the baby, and I can’t seem to keep anything in my head. I was actually planning to make a trip before New Year’s to bring some goods to my parents, but I ended up giving birth early and couldn’t go. Now that you’re back, let’s take the chance tomorrow while we’re free to send something over to your parents before the New Year."

Li Hongjun smiled, pulled his wife into his arms, and planted a kiss on her cheek with a smack, "My wife is so good."

"Hey, hey, hey, be careful, I’m still holding the child." Shen Yunfang glared at him. Was this man serious? Their son was still between the two of them, what if he got squeezed?

Li Hongjun looked at his wife and then bent down to give his son a big kiss on his little cheek, "My son is also really good."

Pangpang, the little guy, was enjoying his meal, but he didn’t like being disturbed one bit, and he spit out his milk, opening his mouth and starting to cry.

Ah, finally they found out why the son was crying – it must have been because this man was not handling the baby gently enough, and it upset him to tears.

"You, always messing around, let go, your son is crying."

At that moment, Li Hongjun found even his son’s cries to be music to his ears. Then, no matter what, he wouldn’t let go, hugging both mother and child to his chest, swaying gently, so that way he could comfort both the big and the little one.

Shen Yunfang, annoyed, hit Li Hongjun, but in the end, she couldn’t outdo him and could only adjust their positions so that she leaned against him with the baby between them. That way, she was sure the baby wouldn’t get squeezed. She switched directions and let her son suck on the other bottle, and then, with Li Hongjun’s rocking, the child finally closed his eyes again.

"You must really be drunk, how can you be so outrageous?" Shen Yunfang complained softly to the person behind her as she saw the child had calmed down.

"I’m not drunk, I’m just so happy to see my son and my wife right before my eyes," Li Hongjun rested his chin on his wife’s shoulder, "Wife, you don’t know how much I’ve missed you these past few months. I missed you so much." He was not one to speak sweet nothings or charming words, so all you could hear from his mouth were such ’simple’ words.

Shen Yunfang’s heart blossomed with joy upon hearing his words, but on the surface, she still maintained her composure, "Don’t sweet-talk me with those mushy words. I’m not a young girl anymore."

Li Hongjun’s fondness led him to kiss his wife’s face again, mumbling, "Indeed you’re not, you’ve already had a child for me, still expecting to be a young girl, huh?"

Seeing Shen Yunfang was about to burst, he quickly hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Wife, I already submitted an application to accompany the troops when I returned to the unit. Before coming back, the unit already approved it, and even arranged our house. Once you’re done with the post-natal period, bring the child to the unit with you."

Fearing his wife would again make excuses not to go, he invested a lot of effort, kissing his wife and speaking between each one, "I want to be able to see you every day, to see my son; I want to live the days with a wife; I want to eat the meals my wife cooks for me every day; I want my wife to wash my clothes every day; I want to have my wife every day on my kang..."

As he talked, his words became increasingly unrefined, and Shen Yunfang blushed, while also deeply feeling the excitement of the man behind her.

At that moment, Shen Yunfang’s head was filled with the thought that she hadn’t bathed in over a week, and wondered if getting intimate with Li Hongjun was appropriate at this time? Of course, she couldn’t do anything at this point, but she could temporarily lend him a pair of hands.

Pangpang had a restless sleep that night, dad being home didn’t help either, it was too noisy at night.