The night was deep, and the surroundings were pitch black. Only the ground’s accumulated snow was reflecting light, making it exceptionally bright.
Looking back at the path they had traversed and the houses they had passed, one would find that only in Zhang Yuejin’s house was there still laughter to be heard. All the other homes were silent, their dogs and chickens fast asleep.
"Has Xibao had dinner yet?" Feng Qingxue let him lead the way, holding her hand, enjoying his care for her.
"Yes, he had a bowl of vegetable porridge around five or six o’clock." Lu Jiang mumbled, guiding her away from the pits and bumps. "He didn’t feel full after that. He cried loudly while we were eating. My father scolded me several times because of his crying. He had milk powder before going to sleep. Darling, he is so demanding. How do you usually take care of him? Just as I changed his diaper before he fell asleep, he had a big poop. The smell was terrible!"
He almost lost his temper while Little Fatty was having a blast. After taking off his padded jacket, the kid was rolling on the bed, refusing to sleep at all.>
Otherwise, he would have come to pick his wife up earlier.
Feng Qingxue’s tired face broke into a smile, "You will get used to it. After all, he is a child who has no control over his bowel movements. Adults need to take care of all his daily needs. When we get old, we’ll let Xibao take care of us."
I raise you while you’re young, you take care of me when I’m old.
Parents nurture their children, and children support their parents. Parental compassion comes first, followed by filial piety.
Lu Jiang complained, "But Xibao is too hard to care for! He seems to dislike me. Whenever he sees me, he avoids me. He turns his back on me when I put him to bed and makes noises. Xiaoyun is always the one who finally gets him to sleep."
"He’ll get used to you in a few days. He’s not comfortable with you now," Feng Qingxue comforted.
The snake oil cream worked quite well. Under the light of the flashlight, he could see that his skin was much better. He would recover his handsome look soon, and Xibao would certainly think highly of him.
After hearing Feng Qingxue’s comfort, Lu Jiang’s mood dropped even further.
"Sorry, darling. When you were pregnant, when you gave birth, when you were raising our child, I wasn’t there to accompany you, and left you to face everything on your own." That’s why Xibao was so unfamiliar with him.
Feng Qingxue hurriedly said, "Don’t think that way, Ajiang. Without you guys fighting bravely on the frontline, could we rest easy at the rear? Devotion is a synonym for soldiers. When you serve your country, the whole family takes pride in it. When it comes to our family, I will take care of it. When a husband and wife work together, they can cut through gold!"
"Am I that great?" Lu Jiang just thought he was doing his duty.
"Yes, indeed, soldiers are the most magnificent and respected group."
Lu Jiang straightened his chest and, seizing the moment, whispered into her ear, "Since I’m so great, can I make a little request? A very little, small request."
In the dead of winter, his warm breath tickled Feng Qingxue’s ears, causing her cheeks to turn red.
"What request? As long as it’s reasonable," she whispered.
Lu Jiang was delighted and pulled her into his arms, "Let’s go home, and I’ll tell you!" His eyes shone brighter than the flashlight, and his heated breath almost melted the snow on the ground.
"Can’t you say what you want right now?" Feng Qingxue gave him a look.
Taking advantage of the deserted village at night, Lu Jiang quickly pecked her earlobe, "Let me taste some of Xibao’s food!"