I Became the Mother of His Child-Chapter 490: Couldn’t Help But Burst into Laughter

"Alright, alright, stop flattering." Xu Xiuxiu was teased into laughter by Shi Yu and had no choice but to start preparing the bowls and utensils.

"Brother Shi Yu, can you not smooth-talk my mom every time?" Little Moon washed his hands and squeezed into the kitchen, his words full of concern and worry. Nowadays, outside the home, he was as silent and cold as Song Chengguang, but inside, facing the people he lived with day and night, his childlike side would occasionally show, especially with Shi Yu, the naughty brother who sometimes teased him and bullied him—it was a mix of love and hate.

The love was there because affection grows over time. Shi Yu might bully him occasionally, but it was just in fun. At times, Shi Yu’s care for him didn’t fall short of Song Chengguang’s. Little Moon wasn’t thoughtless; on the contrary, he was the most sensitive and perceptive among the four children. He just couldn’t help bickering with Shi Yu.

So whenever Shi Yu spoke kindly and made Xu Xiuxiu beam with laughter, the little guy couldn’t help but burst out and pour cold water on the conversation because he felt jealous!

"I’m just telling the truth," Shi Yu said, ignoring Little Moon’s complaints and looking at Xu Xiuxiu with a sincere face.

"Mom, don’t believe him," Little Moon said with a headache, anxiously reminding Xu Xiuxiu.

"Sure! Don’t worry! Mom won’t believe him. He’s been slick-mouthed since he was little, unlike you and your brother—both of you are so reticent." Xu Xiuxiu nodded with a smile, reached out to knock on Shi Yu’s head beside her, and then to the pleading looks of the two, opened the pot lid of the stewed pig’s feet and served a small portion to each of the four children.

Truth be told, as the children had grown up together, Xu Xiuxiu, as their mother, found it strange how her own two children were becoming increasingly silent while Shi Yu remained as lively as ever. Could personality traits also be hereditary?

"Time for pig’s feet!" Shi Yu immediately reached out cheerfully to help take the bowl and utensils filled with pig’s feet from Xu Xiuxiu.

Little Moon also stood by, cooperating. Although the two of them bickered, they were very measured when it came to eating. Neither indulged in the delicious food alone; together they each carried two portions of stewed pig’s feet out of the kitchen, then joined Little Baby Song Chengguang at the table to enjoy the meal.

Xu Xiuxiu’s favorite time was when the children were at home—the atmosphere was just right. Even if they did their own things while she was busy with hers, the house felt especially lively. However, children and a spouse couldn’t be compared; the person she missed the most was still Song Yuanhuan.

After Lu Xiangxiang was taken into custody at the Imperial City Police Department, Xu Xiuxiu went to the station the next day to find out what happened. It turned out that even luck was on her side. Lu Xiangxiang had a drug withdrawal episode the night she was caught at the station. The Imperial City Police took this seriously and detained her. Xu Xiuxiu finally put the matter out of her mind.

She thought, as long as she waited for Song Yuanhuan to finish his mission, what awaited Lu Xiangxiang would probably be an even more miserable fate.

Song Yuanhuan was on his fifteenth day of the mission when Xu Xiuxiu watched on TV the news of a large number of officials in Z city being brought down due to drug use, the number was huge. It could be considered the most severe drug bust in history. At the same time, Lu Xiangxiang’s involvement in drug trafficking in Z city had also been exposed, and she was facing a long prison sentence.

Since then, Xu Xiuxiu felt pity but no sympathy, after all, Lu Xiangxiang was not just a drug user, she was a trafficker. Even from the news reports, she learned that because of Lu Xiangxiang’s drug trafficking, several once promising youths became addicts and wastes, bringing disaster to their families. Some, driven by their addiction, threatened their parents with knives for drug money, and in a fit of insanity even injured them, with one incident resulting in a family member’s death.

Lu Xiangxiang was sentenced to a lengthy term in prison. She may have been pitiable, but thinking of those families shattered because of her, Xu Xiuxiu felt that it would be an insult to show sympathy to such a person.

On the eighteenth day of Song Yuanhuan’s mission, the man Xu Xiuxiu had been yearning for finally returned. When Xu Xiuxiu saw Song Yuanhuan standing before her with a scruffy beard and somewhat disheveled, yet dressed in a dashing combat uniform and followed by several subordinates, she was moved to tears.

"I’m back," said Song Yuanhuan with steady steps, approaching Xu Xiuxiu handsomely, each step as if he were tapping on piano notes, with each one, Xu Xiuxiu felt as if she heard a chorus of beautiful voices.

Watching TV in the past, she always doubted that when the protagonist was emotionally stirred, the scene would become beautiful and slow, each second turning into slow motion. Now, seeing the man she had missed and worried about for days, the man who made her so proud, she understood that magic.

"Yes," Xu Xiuxiu nodded with a smile, choking back tears.

Song Yuanhuan laughed at this, reaching out to pull her in strongly and held her tightly.

"What are you doing! We’re in the middle of the street, there are people around!" Xu Xiuxiu squirmed shyly. He had brought quite a few subordinates, and they were standing on the street where many passersby were present. She was used to being reserved in public and used to his reserved demeanor, so his sudden passionate embrace made her feel embarrassed.

"Did you miss me?" Song Yuanhuan, not minding Xu Xiuxiu’s slight resistance, buried his face in her neck and asked in a bass voice.

Xu Xiuxiu fell silent for a moment, her gaze towards the group of cheerful and envious soldiers, then she nodded with a smile.

"I did, day and night," she admitted. Sometimes, admitting missing someone is quite simple. At the height of affection, many things become natural. If two people find it awkward, or even embarrassing to speak of love, it only shows that the feelings are not deep enough.

"I missed you too, day and night," Song Yuanhuan responded softly.

Xu Xiuxiu felt that the hug lasted a very long time, long enough to make her dizzy, before Song Yuanhuan finally released his hold, then turned his head to his waiting soldiers and announced, "Today, your sister-in-law is treating everyone to a feast, think about what you guys want to eat!" As a military leader, he usually had strong bonds with his subordinates, especially among men. Those who had been through battle or missions together, leaving their backs to someone they trusted, their camaraderie often deepened.

"Yay! Sister-in-law is awesome, thank you, Sister-in-law," the soldiers immediately responded in a loud and cheerful unison, their voices booming and in sync, and Xu Xiuxiu couldn’t help but smile at this.