Chapter 226: Secret Recipe for Childbearing
Chapter 226: Chapter 226: Secret Recipe for Childbearing
Fu Xiaoxiao looked at the fuming Lu Feng and chuckled lightly. "Why are you here?"
"If I didn’t come, I wouldn’t have known there are others coveting you!" Lu Feng said with a serious face. He overheard Lu Lin comparing him to Xiao Heng and wanted to hear Fu Xiaoxiao’s opinion, but when he realized she was seriously thinking about it, he couldn’t handle it.
"You’re actually thinking about it!" Lu Feng was like a husband who caught his wife cheating, reeking of jealousy.
"When did I ever say I liked him? I was just following the question and giving it a thought..." Fu Xiaoxiao laughed helplessly. Seeing Lu Feng like this, she didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry.
His jealousy was somewhat amusing.
"You can’t even think about it! You’re mine! You’ve married me, and you’ll be my wife for this lifetime." Lu Feng couldn’t accept her words. She wasn’t even allowed to think about it—not possible! Not allowed!
"Alright, alright, I won’t think about it." Fu Xiaoxiao said with a smile, holding onto him.
"Dad, that’s not what you used to say." Lu Chen turned his head and sold Lu Feng out.
Fu Xiaoxiao curiously looked at Lu Chen, but as Lu Chen was about to speak, Lu Feng covered his mouth.
"What did your dad used to say?" Fu Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at Lu Lin.
Lu Lin glanced at Lu Feng, who threatened him not to speak. This successfully stirred Lu Lin’s rebellious side, and ignoring Lu Feng’s threatening gaze, he spoke.
"He said marrying you was a temporary measure and unfair to you. If, when we grow up, you find someone you like, he..." Lu Lin was cut off as Lu Feng covered his mouth.
"Is that... so?" Fu Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow and looked at Lu Feng.
Lu Feng pressed his lips together.
Utterly regretting that he ever mentioned such things to these two little brats.
"I just..." Lu Feng scratched his head. Fu Xiaoxiao watched his bewildered expression and stepped forward to pinch his cheek.
"I used to think the same." Fu Xiaoxiao confessed frankly that she had thought the same way.
"What?" Lu Feng was shocked, his eyes wide.
"Thinking that when the two kids grow up and don’t need me anymore, I’ll just leave and do what I want to do..." Fu Xiaoxiao gazed at the sky, reflecting on how she used to think she and Lu Feng should remain in neutral territories, just raising the kids like a task.
Once they were self-sufficient and didn’t need her, she’d divorce Lu Feng and pursue her own dreams.
"You can do whatever you want, just don’t leave me." Lu Feng held Fu Xiaoxiao’s hand tightly, willing to support her in anything, but with one condition—no divorce, no leaving him.
"Let’s go home!" Fu Xiaoxiao smiled as she returned his grip.
If she still wanted a divorce, she wouldn’t have told him.
Lu Lin and Lu Chen followed behind, giggling at Lu Feng’s earlier anxious state.
They had long seen Fu Xiaoxiao’s intentions in her eyes. Fu Xiaoxiao was only pretending to ponder seriously in response to their question, just teasing. The only one taking it seriously was Lu Feng.
People who really want to leave couldn’t possibly laugh about it.
What a silly dad.
He’ll never escape mom’s hold for the rest of his life.
Once they got home, Lu Feng immediately swept Fu Xiaoxiao into their room.
Lu Lin and Lu Chen exchanged a look, then decided to go play on the mountain behind the house.
Inside the room, Fu Xiaoxiao was pressed against the door, forced to receive Lu Feng’s fervent kisses.
"Lu Feng..." Fu Xiaoxiao tried to speak, but Lu Feng was already mad—he only wanted desperately to have her.
Fu Xiaoxiao’s resistance was futile as she got swept into the storm of passion, Lu Feng fervently claiming her again and again.
This was the first time Fu Xiaoxiao couldn’t get up to make breakfast.
When Lu Lin and Lu Chen came back, they couldn’t find Fu Xiaoxiao, only a Lu Feng with a satisfied expression, glancing back at the closed bedroom door.
"Where’s mom?"
"Mom is sleeping, you two go wash up and sleep on your own later." Lu Feng cooked them a simple meal and sent the two kids off before eagerly returning to the room.
"..." Looking at the unevenly colored fried rice in front of them, Lu Lin and Lu Chen squinted their eyes.
"Bro, don’t help him next time." Lu Chen pouted, taking a spoonful and stuffing it into his mouth.
"Aren’t you worried mom will leave?" Lu Lin looked at Lu Chen and asked.
"Mom said she won’t leave, so she won’t. I don’t believe Grandma Wang’s words—mom is different from those stepmothers." Lu Chen, though young, had his own judgment.
"But I’m afraid mom will regret it." Lu Lin stared at Fu Xiaoxiao’s room, his eyes darkened.
"As long as we protect mom and keep her happy, why would she regret it?" Lu Chen said confidently to Lu Lin, seriously.
"If you want to protect mom, you have to say it! Just staring at her, she won’t know you’re scolding her." Lu Chen demonstrated to Lu Lin.
Standing beside Lu Lin, he knew Lu Lin could internally curse Grandma Wang hundreds of times, but Grandma Wang wouldn’t hear it—no matter how harsh the ’scolding.’
A single ’Grandma Wang, you don’t have grandsons so you wouldn’t understand’ would be more effective.
"I’ll give it a try." Lu Lin admitted he wasn’t as articulate as Lu Chen.
"Or you could learn to be tougher like Dad, and I’ll help you curse while you handle the fights." Lu Chen suggested to Lu Lin. He thought his brother’s cool face was more suited for looking tough and fighting.
He’d do the cursing while his brother stayed cool.
"That works." Lu Lin agreed that really fighting might be more effective than arguing.
He preferred to resolve issues head-on, and if that wasn’t polite, he knew a bit of martial arts.
After finishing their meal, Lu Lin and Lu Chen sat at the door swatting bugs, as Grandma Wang came out for a walk after eating, with Zhang Xiaomei cautiously supporting her.
"Grandma Wang, you’re full again?" Lu Chen looked at Grandma Wang with a smile.
But no matter how you hear it, there was something odd about it, as if he was cursing.
Grandma Wang glanced at Lu Chen and pretended she couldn’t understand. "Xiao Chen, has your mom not given you a little brother or sister yet?"
"Grandma Wang, has Auntie gotten pregnant? You’re at such an age, others your age have several grandchildren already." Lu Chen blinked innocently, glancing at Zhang Xiaomei and then at Grandma Wang.
"..." Grandma Wang choked, discreetly eyeing Zhang Xiaomei’s belly.
"We’ve given you so many medicinal soups, yet you still can’t get pregnant. When will you give me a big grandson?" Grandma Wang pursed her lips, shooting Zhang Xiaomei a subtle glare.
"I... I’ve drunk them all, but..." I’m at a loss too, it’s just not happening...
Zhang Xiaomei dared not say and lowered her head.
Lu Chen and Lu Lin listened to how Zhang Xiaomei had guzzled so much medicinal soup. In the past, many people went to Grandpa Bai for similar pregnancy recipes. Grandpa Bai said there was no guaranteed boy potion—all those things were harmful goods.
"Drinking too much of those can harm your body." Lu Lin looked at Zhang Xiaomei, and just by looking at her complexion, he could tell her health wasn’t well.
"Grandma Wang, could it be that your medicinal soups are useless and end up ruining Auntie’s body, preventing her from having a brother or sister?" Lu Chen got the hint from Lu Lin and spoke loudly.
"Nonsense! What would you kids know? Those are all good things!"