I Became the Mother of His Child

"Daddy, what are you doing? Are you stealing brother and sister's food?" Whenever Xu Xiuxiu breastfed, she would usually avoid Song Chengguang, but he still caught her one or two times. Xu Xiuxiu would then explain that she was feeding the boy and girl twins. He had been quite envious for a while, but now he was unexpectedly seeing his dad, Song Yuanhuan, also lying on mom's chest, which made him immediately upset. As he asked with his small eyes, tears began to overflow.

The boy and girl twins could eat food, but he couldn't. Dad could eat food, but he couldn't. Did mom not love him anymore? Was he now unloved and pitiful?

"Song Yuanhuan, get up now, do you hear me?" Xu Xiuxiu, seeing the hurt look on Song Chen's face, immediately felt so heartbroken. She opened her mouth, wanting to console Song Chen, but she didn't quite know what to say. She could only forcefully yell Song Yuanhuan's name. After all, it was this man's fault for upsetting their son—he had the responsibility and had to cheer up his son. Otherwise, she would certainly take it up with him.

Song Yuanhuan reluctantly took one last delicious sip and then, while letting go of the abundance, casually pulled Xu Xiuxiu's clothes back into place. His tall figure straightened up and turned his head, the satisfaction on his face now replaced by a stern look. His gaze toward Song Chen carried in it an accusing harshness.

"Come here," Song Yuanhuan beckoned to Song Chen, this little rascal dared to mess up his good times! See if he wouldn't spank him today.

Song Yuanhuan's face darkened, and Song Chen, seeing this, hesitated uneasily and didn't dare to move. His eyes, glittering with tears, fixed on Song Yuanhuan for a while, then he shook his head in refusal and protest.

"Didn't you hear me calling you, Song Chen? Come here, do you hear?" Song Yuanhuan couldn't stand Song Cheng's coy nature; being always straightforward, he threatened and raised his voice at Song Chen.

"Wuu wuu..." Song Chen was already very sad, and now seeing Song Yuanhuan shouting at him, he immediately hung his head, his hands and feet unsure where to place themselves as he started to shed copious tears.

Daddy was bullying Mommy, and scolding him, scolding him!!

"Song Yuanhuan, you get lost," Xu Xiuxiu snapped immediately upon seeing this. As she hurriedly put on her clothes during this tense father-son stand-off, she then easily slid off the table she had been leaning on, striding over to Song Chen.

"Chengguang, don't cry, come here. Mommy will hold you," Xu Xiuxiu bent down and rubbed Song Chen's back. Because Song Chen was a bit heavy now, Xu Xiuxiu did not dare to pick him up directly but instead bent down to hug his body, softly consoling him in a low voice.

"Mommy, don't you love me anymore?" Song Chen asked, his little lips pouting in utter grievance.

Mommy had been less attentive to him since the birth of the boy and girl twins, and now Daddy was also scolding her. He felt like nobody loved or cared for him, the poor little thing!

At this very moment, while Song Chen was feeling lost and crying, he didn't realize that Song Yuanhuan, his dad, had scolded him loudly because he was frustrated from being disturbed earlier. Oh, please forgive a man deprived of his pleasures and unable to relieve himself; they are actually quite pitiful too, okay?

"Mommy of course loves you, loves you very much. How could Mommy not love you! Don't cry, Chengguang!" Xu Xiuxiu softly cooed, cupping Song Chen's cheeks and planting several kisses on him.

Song Chengguang was instantly embarrassed by Xu Xiuxiu's kiss. As a boy, he had already started to develop an understanding of gender differences, and although he felt delighted by Xu Xiuxiu's kiss, he also found it a bit embarrassing.

"Do you love Chengguang, Mom?" Song Chengguang pouted and earnestly sought Xu Xiuxiu's true feelings.

"Love! I love Chengguang the most!" Xu Xiuxiu nodded without hesitation.

"Do you also love my younger siblings?"

"I do. I love them just as much as I love Chengguang!" Xu Xiuxiu still provided the answer. She vaguely guessed that Song Chengguang was feeling insecure. As the older child at home, it was easy for him to feel neglected by his parents when his younger siblings were still little. Xu Xiuxiu loved Song Chengguang dearly; it was just that she had been very busy lately, and with the boy and girl twins not yet a full month old, Xu Xiuxiu needed to invest more care and attention than she did in Song Chengguang. Knowing that she had neglected Song Chengguang, she reminded herself to constantly be mindful of his feelings. At this moment, she naturally would not skimp on comforting him with words.

"And? Do you love Dad more or Chengguang more?" Song Chengguang was clever and knew that his younger siblings needed love and protection, so it wasn't his place to compete with them. But Dad was an adult, surely Mom should love him more!

"Of course, I love Chengguang more." Xu Xiuxiu answered without any hesitation, unaware that the man fuming behind her became even more upset by her response, thinking to himself that having a son was indeed a misfortune!

"How can your dad even compare to my precious Chengguang!" Xu Xiuxiu did not hesitate to deeply wound another man's ego by sharply retorting, and the metaphorical stab was incredibly satisfying.

"Mom, Chengguang loves you the most too." After receiving the satisfying answer, Song Chengguang immediately beamed a dimpled smile, then his little chubby hands wrapped around Xu Xiuxiu's neck.

Xu Xiuxiu knew that this had comforted Song Chengguang, and she breathed a sigh of relief, not realizing that while she had appeased her son, she had also offended her husband. Standing behind her, Song Yuanhuan was so irritated that he didn't even want to speak, especially after catching his son's seemingly challenging glance. Song Yuanhuan felt deeply wounded by the world, but at least he took some comfort in having indulged in his wife's affections earlier that day.

However, by dinner time that evening, Song Yuanhuan was still visibly displeased. Normally attentive to Xu Xiuxiu, he, for the first time since returning to his hometown, did not personally serve her dinner due to his dissatisfaction with her afternoon responses to Song Chengguang. He kept a stern face without letting others notice his displeasure.

But later that night, after taking a hot bath and entering the bedroom to see his wife and their three children peacefully sleeping side by side on the wooden bed, Song Yuanhuan's hardened heart involuntarily softened. He approached and pulled the blankets up over the four of them.

Xu Xiuxiu, a light sleeper, was woken by his slight movement.

"Sleep peacefully! It's okay." Song Yuanhuan spoke in a deep, gentle voice he had never used before, and as he spoke, he tenderly kissed Xu Xiuxiu's forehead.

Feeling the warmth on her forehead, Xu Xiuxiu smiled with her red lips, "Mm! Goodnight." After expressing her deep sleepiness, Xu Xiuxiu snuggled into the comfortable blankets and immediately fell asleep.

Song Yuanhuan watched Xu Xiuxiu amusedly, then stood up and began to silently prepare his sleeping arrangements on the floor. After turning off the lights, he settled in for the night. It was the fifth day of the new year, and the night deepened outside, with only three days left before Song Yuanhuan would return to the military!