Chapter 1545 - 893: Fifth Master vs. Jiang Xiaowai, Every Villain Meets Their Match (Part 2)
Chapter 1545: Chapter 893: Fifth Master vs. Jiang Xiaowai, Every Villain Meets Their Match (Part 2)
Qi Zeyan said bluntly, "Moderate exercise is good for pregnant women, and they get along very well."
"But you can’t keep running around outside."
Sometimes when Jiang Chengsi came home, he didn’t even see them, called to inquire, only to be told, "I’m not coming home for dinner tonight, please tell Mom and Dad, you guys go ahead and eat."
What the heck? They’ve gone wild, haven’t they?
Qi Zeyan sighed, "In our house, I currently have no status. As long as Xixi is happy, it’s fine. I can’t control my wife. Maybe you can talk to your wife and ask her to stay home."
There’s no way Jiang Chengsi could ask Si Qingxiao that, so he had to let the two of them be.
But Ruan Mengxi couldn’t possibly really take Si Qingxiao out of control. They rarely went shopping and took some prenatal classes. The main thing is that women seem to always have endless topics to talk about, so even though Jiang Chengsi and Qi Zeyan find each other annoying, they privately agreed and arranged a so-called baby betrothal.
**
But during this time, things weren’t entirely bad news for Jiang Chengsi, as Jiang Shiyi had a baby, Jiang Xiaowai’s attention was all on them, and he rarely came to bother him.
With him not coming by often, Jiang Chengsi occasionally missed seeing him doodle or play with mud.
He figured he might be a bit of a masochist.
Thinking of this, he went to the old house to visit and specifically brought some model toys for Jiang Xiaowai. It turned out the little guy wasn’t staying in Lin Luyou’s room that day, but was with Jiang Jinsang instead.
Jiang Xiaowai’s crib was a gift from Huo Qinqi, which needed assembling. Since then, many of Jiang Xiaowai’s toys were made by Jiang Jinsang himself. He was assembling a small truck for his son, installing the tracks.
Jiang Xiaowai sat on a small stool, watching with great interest.
Even when Jiang Chengsi showed off the toy in front of him, he merely smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you—"
Took the toy, continued to stare at Jiang Jinsang, leaving Jiang Chengsi to the side.
Didn’t this little guy used to love these models?
What? Doesn’t he love them anymore?
"Uncle, Uncle—" Jiang Xiaowai suddenly stood up, pushed him to the side.
Jiang Chengsi caught a glimpse through the corner of his eye, "Are you inviting me to sit?" There happened to be a chair beside him.
Jiang Xiaowai often ran to the Si Family, although Jiang Chengsi always complained, he was quite good to him. Certain someone was happy inside, feeling his care for his nephew didn’t go to waste.
But just as he sat down, Jiang Xiaowai tugged at his clothes again, indicating he should move further aside.
"Where exactly do you want me to sit?"
Jiang Jinsang raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, "He didn’t invite you to sit, but thinks you’re blocking my light, hindering things."
Jiang Chengsi’s current position did block the light, but he didn’t believe his beloved nephew would target him like that. Yet Jiang Xiaowai’s next move proved him wrong.
He really pulled Jiang Chengsi over to a corner that wouldn’t cast a shadow, then pointed to a plastic child’s stool, signaling him:
Have a seat!
Jiang Jinsang chuckled softly, while Jiang Chengsi was so angry his face turned completely black. His temper flared up, he didn’t even collect the toy model he gifted earlier, huffed out the door.
Jiang Xiaowai, puzzled and innocent, looked at his father, "Un-Uncle—what, what..."
He couldn’t say two complete sentences, struggled to say, "What happened."
Though Jiang Xiaowai didn’t understand what had happened, he knew Jiang Chengsi was angry. Under Tang Wan’s guidance, he knew he should go check, but Jiang Jinsang told him:
"Your uncle is just like that, don’t mind him, let him calm down on his own. Some people, the more attention you give them, the more they shine."
Jiang Xiaowai was half-understanding, but since his father said so, it must be right.
He obediently sat on his small stool, continued to watch his father assembling the model for him.
Jiang Chengsi originally thought, if this little guy had a bit of conscience, he should come and appease him.
Waited and waited, even the small train was assembled and chugging along... Before he left, he finally received a reluctant goodbye from the small child:
"Good-Goodbye!"
Indeed, Jiang Xiaowu wasn’t cute, so how could their child be cute?
Tang Wan also sensed Jiang Chengsi seemed off, specially asked Jiang Jinsang, "Fourth Brother, what happened? He came over all happy, why did he leave grumbling?"
"Maybe he’s lacking love, seeking some attention, but no one paid him any mind."
"..."
However, this incident also made Jiang Jinsang realize that his son doesn’t seem to like models itself, but rather enjoys the process of assembling them. So he consciously bought some age-appropriate building block-type toys for him.
Jiang Xiaowai indeed really liked it, unlike other toys that lose novelty or are abandoned for new ones; this seemed infinitely playable.
**
Jiang Jinsang discovered his son seemed to have talent in certain areas, deliberately guided him, the little guy was happy himself, making parenting easier.
But soon after, he and Tang Wan discovered something really frustrating for them.
Jiang Xiaowai actually inherited Jiang Jinsang’s...
Picky eating!
A child of his age shouldn’t be primarily on milk anymore, starting solid foods. A picky eater at home, Tang Wan paid special attention to this.
Back then she wasn’t preparing carrots for her son, just showed him one and taught him saying, "This is a carrot," let him smell it. The little guy immediately turned his head with a face full of disdain.
Tang Wan made some carrot puree, but before it even reached him, he probably picked up the scent and ran all over the house.
Tang Wan had no choice and turned to Jiang Jinsang for help with feeding.
With father and son staring at the carrot puree, big eyes glaring at small eyes, you’d think it was some kind of poisonous substance placed in front of them.
"Try a little." Jiang Jinsang moved some towards Jiang Xiaowai’s mouth.
The little guy was now sitting in his baby highchair, unable to move, just kept turning his head to protest.
"Being picky is not okay."
Jiang Jinsang wouldn’t forcefully shove it in his mouth, so father and son started a stand-off...
Tang Wan watched from the side, "Wu Ge, why don’t you show your son by example?"
Jiang Xiaowai immediately fixed his gaze on Jiang Jinsang, clearly saying:
If you eat it, I’ll eat it!
Though Jiang Jinsang was quite the picky eater himself, as a parent, he didn’t want his child to be the same, so with determination, ate a small bite.
"Dad ate it, you should try a bit too, maybe you’ll really like it." Jiang Jinsang spoke these insincere words.
But as the puree came close to Jiang Xiaowai’s mouth, he caught sight of the old lady coming over, and suddenly started crying...
"What happened? Why crying over food!" The old lady stepped forward to check, "Jiang Xiaowu, how are you feeding him, stop crying, Great-grandma’s here, why cry like this, if you don’t want to eat, don’t eat."
Jiang Jinsang: "..."
Because of his crying, the carrot puree remained uneaten.
Tang Wan gazed at the carrot puree, sighed, "Wu Ge, don’t waste it, why don’t you eat it."
Jiang Jinsang looked at her, his expression clearly saying: Are you joking?
Previously, it was Jiang Jinsang who tormented others, being the youngest in the family and not in great health, nearly everyone at home got worn out by him. Who would have thought he’d face a day of being tormented himself.
Bad people, always get their comeuppance.