What is this woman doing?
Ou Mucen felt that this woman must have been dazed by what he just did to her, to even ask such a question. Seeing that old man about to chime in with excitement, he sat there and immediately came out with a cold retort, "Go what go? Don’t you know the state of your own body?"
Ye Ning suddenly pursed her lips and dared not speak anymore...
The patriarch wasn’t pleased, "You brat, what do you mean? Can’t she come to my place?"
Ou Mucen swept a glance at him, devoid of emotion, "Can you take care of her? How many medicines to take each day, how many times to perform checks? And the massages, can you remember? Can you do it right?"
Ou Xiaobao, who had just come back, was quick to react. Seeing that his father and grandfather were about to start arguing again, he quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Grandpa, when Xiaobao has a holiday, or on the weekends, Xiaobao will take Mom to visit."
"Of course, it’s true, right, Mom!"
The simple Ye Ning finally understood and nodded obediently, "Yes, Dad..."
All of a sudden, it was as if the patriarch’s heart trembled, that unexpected surge of happiness made his eyes unwillingly moisten.
In his life, there weren’t few who called him Dad—two sons, a daughter, a son-in-law, and a daughter-in-law. But for some reason, when he saw this girl, with a face full of innocence, calling him today, his heart felt a sudden sourness.
Yes, that word... it hadn’t come easily, not just because both had led difficult lives.
After a brief conversation, everyone began to eat. Remembering what his son said earlier, that the girl’s digestive system wasn’t very good, the patriarch instructed Sister Wang to prepare soft and nutritious food in the future.
Sister Wang agreed and turned to make juice for the young mistress.
The family sat down at the table, with Ou Mucen sitting next to Ye Ning, attentively taking care of her, while the four-year-old Ou Xiaobao felt as if no one wanted him, sitting alone and eating noisily by himself.
Seeing this, the patriarch furrowed his brow, "You should take more care of him too, he’s only four!"
Ou Mucen, who was busy arranging food for the woman beside him, finally lifted his gaze and glanced at his son, "Take care of what? He’s a man, he needs to learn to be independent early!"
He called a four-year-old child a man?
The patriarch felt like vomiting blood!
To his further irritation, Little Baozi, after hearing the discussion was about him, even looked up in agreement, "Right, I’m a man, Grandpa, you don’t need to worry about me. As long as Dad takes good care of Mom and doesn’t make me worry, that will be enough."
Sitting there, the octogenarian patriarch took a long time to suppress the urge to explode at the peculiar father and son team.
What kind of seed is this? How could such bastards be born?!!
After the meal, the patriarch, thinking of the current relationship between the two, finally started talking about serious matters, "So, what are your plans now? Are you planning to get married?"
"Alright..." The man actually just opened his mouth and agreed.
The patriarch sat there, somewhat at a loss for words...
Getting married is of course a good thing, but this girl’s household registration is still with the Ou family. That is to say, to get a marriage certificate, they still need to ask what needs to be done?