Kong Demin pushed the child directly to Kong Mengjie's house.
"Second brother? Why did you bring Changjun over?"
"You watch him for a day, I'll come to pick him up tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay, then I'll take leave tomorrow."
"Where are Tiantian and Yu Jing?"
"Huang Hongwei took them back to the village. Second brother, have you eaten?"
"I've eaten, I'm leaving now." Kong Demin was a bit anxious. At this fresh age, how could a young girl compare to an old woman who had lost her beauty?
"Second brother, today it's just the two of us, I want to ask if Changjun is your son?"
Kong Demin glanced at Kong Mengjie, "Yes, take good care of him."
Kong Mengjie got the confirmation she needed, and watched her brother leave in a hurry, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
What on earth is going on with this second brother? Could it be that the death of his wife was not an accident? Did the second sister-in-law discover their affair and then was killed?
Looking at the child sleeping peacefully under the lamp, Kong Mengjie felt a sense of filthiness rising from within.
As for Meng Xiu Fen, she felt utter contempt from the bottom of her heart. How could someone so old be so shameless? That was her daughter, her son-in-law!
She picked up the child and placed him on the bed, then went out to lock the door and prepare for sleep.
Kong Demin hurried home, seeing the bathroom door closed, smiled as he pushed it, but it was locked from inside.
"Open the door. Hurry up, my patience is limited, don't make me kick the door down."
Zheng Xiuxiang had just finished showering, and quickly dressed and opened the door when she heard the commotion. In her heart, Kong Demin was a powerful and capable man.
Kong Demin looked at the pretty girl with a flushed face, a wicked smile appeared on his face. "Why put on clothes?"
Zheng Xiuchun lowered her head, feeling a bit scared.
Kong Demin picked her up and returned to the room.
There was no one else at home, but the enjoyment he couldn't feel from his deceased wife, and the tightness he couldn't get from Meng Xiu Fen, made him unable to stop.
Both of them stayed home all day the next day, never stepping out.
At five in the afternoon, Kong Demin got off the bed.
"Get yourself ready, I'm going to pick up the child, also the old witch."
Zheng Xiuxiang lay lazily on the bed, listening to Kong Demin's words. "Will you still have to serve that old woman every night?"
"Yes, but don't worry, she doesn't compare to you in my heart.
Get up quickly, I'll give you ten yuan to spend as you like."
Only then did Zheng Xiuxiang get up. Seeing her state, Kong Demin had little desire to leave, but he had to, he really needed to bring that old woman back now.
As soon as he reached the doorway, he saw Kong Mengjie pushing the stroller over.
"Second brother, I've brought the child back. Where are you headed?"
"Going to pick up that woman, go home, and don't tell Yu Jing that you watched the child. I'm afraid she'll slip up and say something."
"Got it, I'm heading back to make dinner, they should be back soon too."
Kong Demin handed the child over to Zheng Xiuxiang, then rode to pick up Meng Xiu Fen.
Meng Xiu Fen, who was back in the village, had already been anxious, but no one came to pick her up, so she was thinking of walking back by herself.
"Elder aunt, shall I drive the cart to take you home?" Everyone knew that having a child at an old age, she must be preoccupied with the child at home.
"No need, Demin said he would pick me up."
It was close to seven when Kong Demin finally arrived.
"Mm, I'm indeed hungry." There was still leftover meat at home, and Kong Demin wolfed down the food.
"Rest for a while, no hurry, otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable." Meng Xiu Fen was truly concerned about Kong Demin's health.
By the time they arrived home, it was already ten o'clock. Zheng Xiuxiang wasn't bold enough to sleep, instead, she sat waiting on the side.
"Aunt Meng, do you want to take a bath?"
"No, you go rest, I can manage myself."
Kong Demin glanced at the two women, feeling elated, as he lay down next to the child directly.
Zheng Xiuxiang quickly left, although she was very upset inside. Alone under the covers, she felt extremely aggrieved.
In the middle of the night, the door opened. Kong Demin cuddled her, only leaving after an hour.
At breakfast the next morning, both women noticed Kong Demin's dark circles.
Meng Xiu Fen was deeply distressed, after picking her up and still bothering him last night, no, she should let him rest.
Zheng Xiuxiang, still young, assumed he just didn't sleep well. So, when Meng Xiu Fen asked her to make scrambled eggs, she added an extra one.
Since then, Kong Demin practically lived the life he most desired, navigating between two women. Every noon, he took a nap, always yawning, but no one under him dared ask why, despite their curiosity.
"Director Kong, how is my cousin now?"
"She's been here for a few months now, can her mom make use of her this year?"
"She'll be staying long-term from now on, since Yu Jing still needs pick-ups, and Changjun needs someone. Inform her family."
"Okay, no problem. I'm not sure if she'll return this weekend. If she's pressed for time, I'll head over to her house myself."
Wei Kaiyun received a report and reviewed it. Kong Demin really was a talent.
"The investigation is detailed. Still need to keep an eye, make sure all evidence is preserved."
Presently, Wei Kaiyun hadn't considered dealing with him, as there was no conflict yet. But he better behave, or he won't stay carefree for long. No matter what Kong Demin does now, it's all his personal actions. To be honest, if colleagues wanted to take him down, this evidence would be quite useful. But it's not suitable for other purposes just yet.
By mid-November, mornings and evenings were already quite cold. Jiang Xinyu received milk powder and malted milk essence sent from the Capital again.
The little girl really liked the milk powder, but wasn't too interested in the sweet malted milk essence, so Shi Jing and his mother drank it. Chapters first released on novel·fire·net
"Mom, when is dad coming home?"
"Alright, if you teach your sister to call him 'dad', I'll take you to call him."
"Mom, sister can say 'dad', really."
Seeing that his mom didn't believe him, Shi Jing immediately went to find his sister listening to Master Shang tell stories.
Pulled in Feifei, who was now walking steadily.
"Sister, say 'dad', mom says if you can say it, we'll call dad."
The little girl squinted her eyes, smiled, and said, "Mom, Dad."
"Alright, let's go call your dad, but if he's not there, don't be disappointed, we'll try next time."
Shi Jing smiled and nodded. Jiang Xinyu pushed over the stroller, placing the siblings face to face. Initially reluctant, but seeing his mother's half-smiling face, he obediently sat in it.
The stroller was made of bamboo slats, with four wheels, accommodating two children sitting or a single child lying down when flattened, extremely convenient.