"Got it, got it." I nodded repeatedly at Qing Li, reaching out to her, "Then Dumpling..."
Qing Li pulled Dumpling closer to her chest, coolly saying, "You’re a new mom, not suitable for taking care of children."
"But, haven’t you also never taken care of a child?" I imdiately retorted to Qing Li.
Qing Li glared at , her eyes practically burning a hole through my face, "How dare you talk to like that? Rebellious, are you?"
"Hah, which part of what my wife said was wrong?" Yu Longting joined my side, smirking as he questioned back.
Even Yu Rongling nodded, agreeing with us, "Mom, you should give Dumpling back to my brother and sister-in-law. I’ll keep you company."
Faced with two sons whose loyalties seed to lie elsewhere, a look of bitterness flashed across Qing Li’s eyes.
She lowered her head to look at the obedient Dumpling in her arms, her indifferent eyes showing a hint of reluctance.
Finally, she sighed, patting the tuft of hair on Dumpling’s forehead, "Do you think I long to take care of a child? Without a little hindrance, I’d be much more relaxed."
Dumpling clutched at Qing Li’s clothing with small hands, his big eyes brimming with tears.
Crying out eagerly and dependently, "Ah ah~"
"It’s not that I don’t want to keep you, but your mom insists on taking you," Qing Li said helplessly, the cold façade on her face almost crumbling entirely.
I felt the ti was right, and suitably spoke up, "Mother-in-law, Dumpling seems to really like you."
"Remove the ’seems.’ " Qing Li had no ti for anything else, her attention all on Dumpling who was about to part from her, her eyes silently watching Dumpling.
"Ahem, a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. Since Dumpling likes his grandma this much," I emphasized the word "grandma," then in a light enquiring tone said, "how about letting him stay here, with you kindly taking care of him, it’s just...if he needs to nurse, I wouldn’t be able to do it nearby~"
"That’s simple, if Dumpling gets hungry, I’ll have Yu Rongling send you a WeChat ssage and you just get here as quickly as possible." Qing Li kissed Dumpling’s cheek softly, displaying tenderness and warmth, though when she looked at , she was as cold and aloof as ever.
Seeing our plan being successful, I didn’t care about these small details, "Alright, alright, we’ll do as you say."
"I disagree, my wife would be worn out running back and forth, are you thinking she’s your servant?" Yu Longting objected.
Qing Li glanced at Yu Longting, ice-cold, "Feeding her own son is considered being a servant? Why so sensitive? If she hadn’t failed to make her son like her, would it trouble to take care of Dumpling?"
I saw that mother and son were about to argue to no end again, fearing my hard-earned peace would be destroyed.
In my urgency, I grabbed Yu Longting’s arm, "Longting, let’s go back, let’s not disturb mother-in-law’s rest any further. Dumpling is just on loan to mother-in-law for a few days. She might take good care of him."
"Huh? Mother-in-law this, mother-in-law that, getting addicted?" Yu Longting didn’t insist on staying in the loft, easily being pulled away by , though he teased discontentedly, "Haven’t even held our dear son enough, you’re letting soone else ’play’ with him? They better appreciate it, or you might end up embarrassed, dear."
"I won’t be embarrassed, no way. Mother-in-law is the most, most, most reasonable person in the world." I intentionally raised my voice, went down a few steps, and quietly asked Yu Longting, "Hey, were all those moves you made just serious or were you putting on a show?"
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