The old man and old lady of the Chu family had already returned, but a few days later than the scheduled time. Today, Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng were going to the Chu house for dinner. It was not the weekend, so there weren’t many people in the Chu family. As soon as Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng went in, they saw a child sitting at the door. The child was Chu Wenting’s son, Chu Gaoming, who was nicknamed Kunkun. As the firstborn in the fourth-generation of their family, he was two and a half years old this year. His personality was the same as his parents’.
Shen Qing had a gentle personality, and Chu Wenting was also relatively gentle. The two-year-old doll Kunkun also inherited their advantages. Although he was occasionally mischievous, he was mostly behaved and rarely cried, so his elders loved him very much. However, what caused his parents grief was that Kunkun’s favorite person turned out to be Chu Yifeng, the one who came home the least.
Every time he saw Chu Yifeng, Kunkun would leave everyone else behind, including his parents, and moved his little butt to totter happily towards Chu Yifeng just like now.
Before Wang Cheng could ask a thing, the little guy’s eyes lit up like light bulbs. The boy who had just been sitting still at the door seemed to have been equipped with a motor, and crawled towards them using both his hands and feet. He was absolutely joyful, and when he grinned, a few small teeth could be seen in his mouth.
When he was halfway through his journey, a slender arm suddenly passed under his body and hugged him. The soft and small body fell into a familiar warm embrace. That person was the little guy’s mother, Shen Qing, a lady gently like water.
It stood to reason that the little guy should like his mother very much, but when he found that he couldn’t get away from his mother’s arms, he immediately began to tear up. He looked at Chu Yifeng with eager eyes and stretched out two small hands towards him, looking like he wanted to hug him.
"Elder brother, Mister Zhou, you are here."
Shen Qing said this with a smile while pretending not to see her son’s expression. Every time she saw Chu Yifeng, she would always have to worry, because her son actually liked his uncle more. What could hit her harder than this?.
"Is it only Grandpa and Grandma at home?" Chu Yifeng asked.
Shen Qing nodded. "The kitchen is already cooking, it’ll be ready in a minute. Grandpa and Grandma are in the living room, let’s talk in there."
"Wawa~" Kunkun, who was ignored by everyone, finally used his most effective method.
Shen Qing suddenly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Chu Yifeng raised his eyebrows and then lifted him out of his mother's arms with one hand. When everyone thought he wanted to hold him himself, he changed hands and put the little guy in Wang Cheng's arms.
Wang Cheng: "..."
He just came out to make soy sauce*, what did this have to do with him?
[T/N: * = means that someone is a passerby trying to mind their own business.]
He was suddenly hit by Eric’s prediction from the morning, that there would be a child lying in his arms. The other was not crying, but staring at him with his watery eyes, as if looking him over. Who knew if it was because Wang Cheng didn't respond, or because he didn't comfort him, but Kunkun flattened his mouth and looked like he was about to cry again.
Wang Cheng was taken aback; he was most afraid of children crying. His brain suddenly flashed, and he whispered: "If you dare to cry, you don't be able to see your Uncle Chu, the one you really want to carry you, ever again. He is my man, do you know what this means? We have the same relationship your mom and dad share."
Kunkun stopped crying for a moment, and looked at him with blinking eyes, seemingly puzzled.
Shen Qing and Chu Yifeng had already walked in, so neither of them heard Wang Cheng's words. Otherwise, Shen Qing would not remain so calm: her son was only two and a half years old!!!
Wang Cheng didn't care so much, he was relieved to see that he stopped crying. He touched his little head and walked in, saying, "Just don't cry, then I’ll let your uncle carry you later."
Kunkun placed his small hand on the big hand that Wang Cheng used to hold him.
One thing Wang Cheng had to admit was that the child was really fragrant and soft.
When Old Man Chu and Old Lady Chu came back from vacation, they were pretty satisfied. They wanted Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng to come back for dinner, but it didn’t mean that they had accepted Wang Cheng. It was just that without Wang Cheng, it would be difficult for their grandson to come along. They realized this after they invited Chu Yifeng to come back for dinner, but he said that he was not free. Old Man Chu switched his ways, and it worked after a try.
There were only five adults and one child at the dining table. The child sat on his special high chair and waited for his mother to feed him his meal. His two dark eyes looked at Chu Yifeng from time to time. That was normal. What was abnormal was that he would also look at Wang Cheng from time to time.
After Shen Qing found out, she joked: "Mister Zhou, it seems that our Kunkun likes you very much. He used to stare at my elder brother at the dinner table every time."
Wang Cheng smiled with a guilty conscience. "Maybe it is because I am new to him. In fact, I am not very good with children." Kunkun suddenly stared at Wang Cheng.
Everyone took action, and even Old Man Chu and Old Lady Chu looked over.
Wang Cheng felt even more guilty after being looked at by everyone. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned, so no matter how guilty he was, he didn't show it. However, Chu Yifeng, who knew him better, gave him a deeper look.
After the meal, the old man called Wang Cheng to the yard. Last time, Wang Cheng had promised to teach them health boxing. However, because the time of the two parties had not aligned, they had not been able to fulfill this promise. The old man did not say anything, but he was indeed interested in the health boxing practiced by Wang Cheng's master now that they had time. There were really not many elderly people in this world who could live to be over one hundred and twenty years old. People who were in a high position with many descendants like Old Man Chu preferred to live longer, so they could depend on themselves for more. No, it wouldn’t hurt to learn such boxing.
The old lady was not as powerful as her husband, so the old man could teach her after he finished studying. After the meal, she stayed in the living room with her grandson and daughter-in-law to rest and chat, and Chu Yifeng was also summoned to stay with them. Knowing that this boxing method was called health boxing, Old Man Chu's eyelids twitched and he directly instructed Wang Cheng to start.
Wang Cheng already understood Old Man Chu’s awkwardness, so he directly began. He taught him the same way he taught his own grandpa. Each movement in health boxing was relatively soft, so one could practice before and after meals. Of course, training in the morning would give a better effect.
One taught seriously and the other learned seriously, so neither noticed someone approaching them until he sat on the ground with a whimper.
Wang Cheng and Old Man Chu turned their heads at once, and immediately noticed Kunkun sitting behind them. Who knew when the little guy had come over. However, he did not cry even after falling, and just got up slowly from the ground with his two small hands. His black agate eyes stared at Wang Cheng unblinkingly.
For some reason, Wang Cheng felt that he had understood his thoughts.
This little guy seemed to have been thinking about his promise. If he didn't guess wrong, that's why he looked at him from time to time when they were eating.
Before Old Man Chu could say a word, Shen Qing, who found that her son had run away, had already come out to look for him. She was immediately relieved when she saw him in the yard.
"Sorry, grandfather, for bothering you. I will take Kunkun away immediately, you can continue."
Who knew if Kunkun understood his mother's words, but he once again climbed up Wang Cheng's leg with both his hands and feet, and hugged his thigh.
"Kunkun, go back to the living room with mom. Don't disturb your elder brother and grandfather while they practice boxing." Shen Qing tried to pick him up, but he refused to let go. She didn't understand why her son would suddenly pester Zhou Cheng. Her son had also seen him last time he came, but he did not show such clingy behavior at that time.
Kunkun refused to take his hands off, pouting and crying.
Shen Qing herself wanted to cry as well. Why were other people's sons so easy, while hers was so difficult, only liking to stick to her elder brother and his partner.
"Forget it, we’ve finished training anyway," Old Man Chu said. It had been almost over half an hour of practice.
Shen Qing immediately looked at Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng had no choice but to pick up the little guy. The little guy immediately happily hugged his neck, then stared at him with bright eyes.
"Got it, I will take you there."
Kunkun immediately laughed.
Wang Cheng gritted his teeth; this child was really not cute at all. He was only two and a half years old, but he was already so clever. If it was really as Doctor Eric said, and he and Chu Yifeng could really give birth to a perfect child, he figured he would have to worry more instead of less. Would his future child be even more troublesome?
As soon as he entered the room, Kunkun's eyes finally moved from Wang Cheng to Chu Yifeng. His hands slightly opened towards Chu Yifeng, and his excited expression was obvious to all.
As soon as Wang Cheng sat down, he slid Kunkun into Chu Yifeng's arms. He said without a smile: "Your nephew loves you very much, he wants you to give him a hug."
Kunkun's expression became even more excited. He sat in Chu Yifeng's arms and looked up at him, and Chu Yifeng bowed his head. The big and small people were unexpectedly harmonious. People who didn't know might think that Kunkun was his son.
Someone wasn’t very happy when they saw this scene.
This person was not Shen Qing, who was accustomed to the fact that her son only had eyes for his uncle and not his mother. Instead, it was Old Man Chu.
If his eldest grandson got married and had children, his great-grandson would already be three or four years old, and would probably be smarter than Kunkun. However, seeing this scene reminded him of the fact that it was impossible for him to hold his eldest grandson’s child for his entire life.
"When will you have a baby?"
At that moment, the old lady's calm and gentle voice broke through the strange atmosphere in the living room and caused the atmosphere to grow even more strange. This was undoubtedly a question meant for Chu Yifeng and Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng: "..."
He was persuaded to have a baby this morning. Only a few hours later, his elders brought up this topic to them. If his encounter with Yuan Xia at the hospital hadn’t just been a coincidence, he would have doubted whether Doctor Eric was hired by the old lady.
Chu Yifeng was much calmer than Wang Cheng. Hearing this, he said: "Wang Cheng has not told his parents and grandfather about this matter. We will not consider this for the time being until they accept us."
"You should know that no elder is willing to watch their children go astray. It was not easy for me and your grandfather to agree to let the two of you continue to go astray. Being too greedy will backfire." How could the clever old lady not know what he was thinking?
Wang Cheng could also tell what he meant based on what he said.
Chu Yifeng’s words were very brilliant. He did not say that he did not want children, but that he would resolve the problem of the other elders before considering it. In other words, as long as the other elders agreed, they would have children. If the old lady and old man were anxious to hug their great-grandchildren, they would have to help them clear the obstacles ahead. In short, he wanted to borrow their support.
"I’m serious about this, grandma. I just hope that my and Wang Cheng’s child will be blessed by everyone in the future. Wang Cheng values his family, so I can't only consider myself," Chu Yifeng said.
The old lady looked at Wang Cheng, "What do you say?"
"They are very good to me." Wang Cheng stated clearly that he did not intend to keep sneaking around like this, no matter whether he had children or not. He even hoped that he could take Chu Yifeng to his house for the next new year.
The old lady said: "If they all know, then your relationship will no longer be kept secret. When the time comes, everyone in the Imperial Capital will know. Does this not matter to you?"
Wang Cheng glanced at Chu Yifeng and nodded, "It doesn't matter what others think of us, our lives aren’t theirs to live."
"Okay, I'll help you, you don't have to worry about the head of the Zheng family. However, your grandfather and parents can only be resolved by yourself."
The old lady finally gave in. For Wang Cheng, the head of the Zheng family was indeed a big hurdle because he was different from other people: he was a person who valued the reputation of his family very much. Even if Wang Cheng brought him benefits, he would not agree with him being with a man. If he wanted to deliberately separate Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng, even if Wang Cheng obtained the consent of his family, he would still be in trouble.
Wang Cheng was overjoyed, "Thank you, old lady."
The old lady said, "You are still calling me old lady*? Call me grandma like Yifeng from now on."
[T/N: * = it is more respectful originally in Chinese]
"Thank you, grandma." Wang Cheng unceremoniously climbed up the ladder.
The old lady laughed. Wang Cheng looked at Chu Yifeng and raised his eyebrows proudly. Chu Yifeng gave him a thumbs up in return.
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The old man and old lady of the Chu family had already returned, but a few days later than the scheduled time. Today, Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng were going to the Chu house for dinner. It was not the weekend, so there weren’t many people in the Chu family. As soon as Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng went in, they saw a child sitting at the door. The child was Chu Wenting’s son, Chu Gaoming, who was nicknamed Kunkun. As the firstborn in the fourth-generation of their family, he was two and a half years old this year. His personality was the same as his parents’.
Shen Qing had a gentle personality, and Chu Wenting was also relatively gentle. The two-year-old doll Kunkun also inherited their advantages. Although he was occasionally mischievous, he was mostly behaved and rarely cried, so his elders loved him very much. However, what caused his parents grief was that Kunkun’s favorite person turned out to be Chu Yifeng, the one who came home the least.
Every time he saw Chu Yifeng, Kunkun would leave everyone else behind, including his parents, and moved his little butt to totter happily towards Chu Yifeng just like now.
Before Wang Cheng could ask a thing, the little guy’s eyes lit up like light bulbs. The boy who had just been sitting still at the door seemed to have been equipped with a motor, and crawled towards them using both his hands and feet. He was absolutely joyful, and when he grinned, a few small teeth could be seen in his mouth.
When he was halfway through his journey, a slender arm suddenly passed under his body and hugged him. The soft and small body fell into a familiar warm embrace. That person was the little guy’s mother, Shen Qing, a lady gently like water.
It stood to reason that the little guy should like his mother very much, but when he found that he couldn’t get away from his mother’s arms, he immediately began to tear up. He looked at Chu Yifeng with eager eyes and stretched out two small hands towards him, looking like he wanted to hug him.
"Elder brother, Mister Zhou, you are here."
Shen Qing said this with a smile while pretending not to see her son’s expression. Every time she saw Chu Yifeng, she would always have to worry, because her son actually liked his uncle more. What could hit her harder than this?.
"Is it only Grandpa and Grandma at home?" Chu Yifeng asked.
Shen Qing nodded. "The kitchen is already cooking, it’ll be ready in a minute. Grandpa and Grandma are in the living room, let’s talk in there."
"Wawa~" Kunkun, who was ignored by everyone, finally used his most effective method.
Shen Qing suddenly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Chu Yifeng raised his eyebrows and then lifted him out of his mother's arms with one hand. When everyone thought he wanted to hold him himself, he changed hands and put the little guy in Wang Cheng's arms.
Wang Cheng: "..."
He just came out to make soy sauce*, what did this have to do with him?
[T/N: * = means that someone is a passerby trying to mind their own business.]
He was suddenly hit by Eric’s prediction from the morning, that there would be a child lying in his arms. The other was not crying, but staring at him with his watery eyes, as if looking him over. Who knew if it was because Wang Cheng didn't respond, or because he didn't comfort him, but Kunkun flattened his mouth and looked like he was about to cry again.
Wang Cheng was taken aback; he was most afraid of children crying. His brain suddenly flashed, and he whispered: "If you dare to cry, you don't be able to see your Uncle Chu, the one you really want to carry you, ever again. He is my man, do you know what this means? We have the same relationship your mom and dad share."
Kunkun stopped crying for a moment, and looked at him with blinking eyes, seemingly puzzled.
Shen Qing and Chu Yifeng had already walked in, so neither of them heard Wang Cheng's words. Otherwise, Shen Qing would not remain so calm: her son was only two and a half years old!!!
Wang Cheng didn't care so much, he was relieved to see that he stopped crying. He touched his little head and walked in, saying, "Just don't cry, then I’ll let your uncle carry you later."
Kunkun placed his small hand on the big hand that Wang Cheng used to hold him.
One thing Wang Cheng had to admit was that the child was really fragrant and soft.
When Old Man Chu and Old Lady Chu came back from vacation, they were pretty satisfied. They wanted Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng to come back for dinner, but it didn’t mean that they had accepted Wang Cheng. It was just that without Wang Cheng, it would be difficult for their grandson to come along. They realized this after they invited Chu Yifeng to come back for dinner, but he said that he was not free. Old Man Chu switched his ways, and it worked after a try.
There were only five adults and one child at the dining table. The child sat on his special high chair and waited for his mother to feed him his meal. His two dark eyes looked at Chu Yifeng from time to time. That was normal. What was abnormal was that he would also look at Wang Cheng from time to time.
After Shen Qing found out, she joked: "Mister Zhou, it seems that our Kunkun likes you very much. He used to stare at my elder brother at the dinner table every time."
Wang Cheng smiled with a guilty conscience. "Maybe it is because I am new to him. In fact, I am not very good with children." Kunkun suddenly stared at Wang Cheng.
Everyone took action, and even Old Man Chu and Old Lady Chu looked over.
Wang Cheng felt even more guilty after being looked at by everyone. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned, so no matter how guilty he was, he didn't show it. However, Chu Yifeng, who knew him better, gave him a deeper look.
After the meal, the old man called Wang Cheng to the yard. Last time, Wang Cheng had promised to teach them health boxing. However, because the time of the two parties had not aligned, they had not been able to fulfill this promise. The old man did not say anything, but he was indeed interested in the health boxing practiced by Wang Cheng's master now that they had time. There were really not many elderly people in this world who could live to be over one hundred and twenty years old. People who were in a high position with many descendants like Old Man Chu preferred to live longer, so they could depend on themselves for more. No, it wouldn’t hurt to learn such boxing.
The old lady was not as powerful as her husband, so the old man could teach her after he finished studying. After the meal, she stayed in the living room with her grandson and daughter-in-law to rest and chat, and Chu Yifeng was also summoned to stay with them. Knowing that this boxing method was called health boxing, Old Man Chu's eyelids twitched and he directly instructed Wang Cheng to start.
Wang Cheng already understood Old Man Chu’s awkwardness, so he directly began. He taught him the same way he taught his own grandpa. Each movement in health boxing was relatively soft, so one could practice before and after meals. Of course, training in the morning would give a better effect.
One taught seriously and the other learned seriously, so neither noticed someone approaching them until he sat on the ground with a whimper.
Wang Cheng and Old Man Chu turned their heads at once, and immediately noticed Kunkun sitting behind them. Who knew when the little guy had come over. However, he did not cry even after falling, and just got up slowly from the ground with his two small hands. His black agate eyes stared at Wang Cheng unblinkingly.
For some reason, Wang Cheng felt that he had understood his thoughts.
This little guy seemed to have been thinking about his promise. If he didn't guess wrong, that's why he looked at him from time to time when they were eating.
Before Old Man Chu could say a word, Shen Qing, who found that her son had run away, had already come out to look for him. She was immediately relieved when she saw him in the yard.
"Sorry, grandfather, for bothering you. I will take Kunkun away immediately, you can continue."
Who knew if Kunkun understood his mother's words, but he once again climbed up Wang Cheng's leg with both his hands and feet, and hugged his thigh.
"Kunkun, go back to the living room with mom. Don't disturb your elder brother and grandfather while they practice boxing." Shen Qing tried to pick him up, but he refused to let go. She didn't understand why her son would suddenly pester Zhou Cheng. Her son had also seen him last time he came, but he did not show such clingy behavior at that time.
Kunkun refused to take his hands off, pouting and crying.
Shen Qing herself wanted to cry as well. Why were other people's sons so easy, while hers was so difficult, only liking to stick to her elder brother and his partner.
"Forget it, we’ve finished training anyway," Old Man Chu said. It had been almost over half an hour of practice.
Shen Qing immediately looked at Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng had no choice but to pick up the little guy. The little guy immediately happily hugged his neck, then stared at him with bright eyes.
"Got it, I will take you there."
Kunkun immediately laughed.
Wang Cheng gritted his teeth; this child was really not cute at all. He was only two and a half years old, but he was already so clever. If it was really as Doctor Eric said, and he and Chu Yifeng could really give birth to a perfect child, he figured he would have to worry more instead of less. Would his future child be even more troublesome?
As soon as he entered the room, Kunkun's eyes finally moved from Wang Cheng to Chu Yifeng. His hands slightly opened towards Chu Yifeng, and his excited expression was obvious to all.
As soon as Wang Cheng sat down, he slid Kunkun into Chu Yifeng's arms. He said without a smile: "Your nephew loves you very much, he wants you to give him a hug."
Kunkun's expression became even more excited. He sat in Chu Yifeng's arms and looked up at him, and Chu Yifeng bowed his head. The big and small people were unexpectedly harmonious. People who didn't know might think that Kunkun was his son.
Someone wasn’t very happy when they saw this scene.
This person was not Shen Qing, who was accustomed to the fact that her son only had eyes for his uncle and not his mother. Instead, it was Old Man Chu.
If his eldest grandson got married and had children, his great-grandson would already be three or four years old, and would probably be smarter than Kunkun. However, seeing this scene reminded him of the fact that it was impossible for him to hold his eldest grandson’s child for his entire life.
"When will you have a baby?"
At that moment, the old lady's calm and gentle voice broke through the strange atmosphere in the living room and caused the atmosphere to grow even more strange. This was undoubtedly a question meant for Chu Yifeng and Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng: "..."
He was persuaded to have a baby this morning. Only a few hours later, his elders brought up this topic to them. If his encounter with Yuan Xia at the hospital hadn’t just been a coincidence, he would have doubted whether Doctor Eric was hired by the old lady.
Chu Yifeng was much calmer than Wang Cheng. Hearing this, he said: "Wang Cheng has not told his parents and grandfather about this matter. We will not consider this for the time being until they accept us."
"You should know that no elder is willing to watch their children go astray. It was not easy for me and your grandfather to agree to let the two of you continue to go astray. Being too greedy will backfire." How could the clever old lady not know what he was thinking?
Wang Cheng could also tell what he meant based on what he said.
Chu Yifeng’s words were very brilliant. He did not say that he did not want children, but that he would resolve the problem of the other elders before considering it. In other words, as long as the other elders agreed, they would have children. If the old lady and old man were anxious to hug their great-grandchildren, they would have to help them clear the obstacles ahead. In short, he wanted to borrow their support.
"I’m serious about this, grandma. I just hope that my and Wang Cheng’s child will be blessed by everyone in the future. Wang Cheng values his family, so I can't only consider myself," Chu Yifeng said.
The old lady looked at Wang Cheng, "What do you say?"
"They are very good to me." Wang Cheng stated clearly that he did not intend to keep sneaking around like this, no matter whether he had children or not. He even hoped that he could take Chu Yifeng to his house for the next new year.
The old lady said: "If they all know, then your relationship will no longer be kept secret. When the time comes, everyone in the Imperial Capital will know. Does this not matter to you?"
Wang Cheng glanced at Chu Yifeng and nodded, "It doesn't matter what others think of us, our lives aren’t theirs to live."
"Okay, I'll help you, you don't have to worry about the head of the Zheng family. However, your grandfather and parents can only be resolved by yourself."
The old lady finally gave in. For Wang Cheng, the head of the Zheng family was indeed a big hurdle because he was different from other people: he was a person who valued the reputation of his family very much. Even if Wang Cheng brought him benefits, he would not agree with him being with a man. If he wanted to deliberately separate Wang Cheng and Chu Yifeng, even if Wang Cheng obtained the consent of his family, he would still be in trouble.
Wang Cheng was overjoyed, "Thank you, old lady."
The old lady said, "You are still calling me old lady*? Call me grandma like Yifeng from now on."
[T/N: * = it is more respectful originally in Chinese]
"Thank you, grandma." Wang Cheng unceremoniously climbed up the ladder.
The old lady laughed. Wang Cheng looked at Chu Yifeng and raised his eyebrows proudly. Chu Yifeng gave him a thumbs up in return.
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