Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1116 - 1112: Worry

"Oh~"

As soon as the door opened, Tang Tang rushed in first with her little short legs, her small shoes clacking on the floor.

Among the kids, she enjoyed the hot pot the most tonight, whether spicy or mild, she didn’t refuse any, her little belly bulging like a round ball, truly living up to her reputation as a natural foodie with an astonishing appetite.

As soon as Tang Tang dashed into the living room, Mao Sanmei, who was nestled on the sofa, immediately stood up, her face glowing with a gentle smile as she welcomed her.

She had been sitting quietly on the sofa, watching the door, patiently waiting for her daughter to return.

"Han~"

Upon seeing her mom, Tang Tang reached out her chubby little arms, cutely asking for a hug in a babyish voice.

Mao Sanmei smiled as she bent down, easily lifting her into her arms, her fingertips gently touching her round belly, eyes full of affection.

Tang Tang immediately pointed to her mouth, blowing several breaths toward Mao Sanmei, then patting her own little belly.

"This little one, using her own way to tell her mother what she ate tonight."

Ruan Hongzhuang joked as she stepped in behind and took the shopping bags from Taozi.

"Then you guessed wrong." Shen Siyuan followed inside, casually changing shoes, speaking calmly.

"Ah? It’s not? Then what does she mean?" Ruan Hongzhuang asked, her face puzzled, turning to look at Tang Tang who was in Mao Sanmei’s arms.

"She’s telling her mom that she ate too much and is asking for help to rub her tummy."

As Shen Siyuan spoke, his gaze fell on Tang Tang. Sure enough, Mao Sanmei was gently rubbing her round belly, slowly walking her back to the sofa, carefully laying her on her lap, letting her rest her head on her thigh, her fingertips gently circling her tummy in a soft massage.

Tang Tang squinted her eyes, her small mouth pouting slightly, making little humming sounds. She looked as content as a little piglet being stroked, even her feet wiggled slightly.

Ruan Hongzhuang couldn’t help but laugh a bit: "This little one really knows how to enjoy herself."

Standing nearby, Taozi didn’t say much, her gaze landing on Xiao Ya standing in the corner.

The little girl was quietly watching Tang Tang on the sofa, her eyes full of longing, subconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes. As if seeing Tang Tang and Mao Sanmei’s interaction reminded her of her own mother.

Taozi sighed gently in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. The child’s inner longing could only be healed little by little over time.

At that moment, she suddenly felt a soft tug on her sleeve. Looking down, she saw Dou Dou looking up at her, her little eyes sparkling.

"What’s the matter?" Taozi rubbed her head.

"Aunt, can you rub my tummy too?"

Dou Dou said softly, before Taozi could respond, she lifted her little shirt, revealing her round, white belly, even deliberately sticking it out, her manner charmingly naive.

"Oh, you little rascal."

Taozi hurried to pull her shirt down, both annoyed and amused, "You’re a girl, you shouldn’t just lift your shirt like that. It’s not proper, and I’m not your mom, you should have your mom rub your tummy when you get home."

Dou Dou blinked, unconcerned: "But I can call you mom too, I don’t mind."

"I mind," Taozi replied, exasperated, pinching her little cheek. This child’s thought process was truly unique.

Ruan Hongzhuang laughed heartily from the side, nearly tearing up from laughter.

When with children, it seemed the laughter never ceased.

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The night gradually deepened.

The lights in the house went out one by one, and the noise and laughter settled down, leaving only the occasional sound of wind outside and the waves hitting the shore.

Having eaten too much, Tang Tang fell asleep early, nestling down with her small teddy bear and sleeping all sprawled out.

Xiao Ya also fell quietly asleep accompanied by Taozi, her breathing soft and steady, her facial tension finally easing.

The door closed gently.

Shen Siyuan stepped out of the room, intentionally lightening his footsteps.

Only a dim lamp remained on in the living room, the light soft, like a thin veil over the night.

A faint brightness came from the balcony.

Walking over, he saw Xiao Yue sitting quietly in a wicker chair, flipping through a newly bought book by the moonlight.

The pages flipped softly with the wind, making a delicate and gentle sound.

Her head lowered, the moonlight carved a gentle outline on her profile, her expression both focused and serene.

A sudden flash of light moved across the floor.

Dou Dou was crouching nearby, holding Tang Tang’s new projector gun, continually pressing the button at the balcony floor.

The silhouettes of stars, moons, and little animals jumped around, like a private little firework display just for her.

She played gleefully, occasionally making "biu" "xiu" sound effects with her mouth, fully absorbed in the game.

Meanwhile, Duoduo sat on the balcony railing, lightly swinging her legs, facing the night breeze.

Her hair and the hem of her clothes fluttering slightly in the wind, resembling a fairy under the moonlight.

With her head raised to the sky, she seemed to either be counting stars or lost in thought.

The three small figures each nestled into the night in their own way.

One reading, one playing with light and shadows, another listening to the wind.

Quiet, yet not lonely.

Shen Siyuan stood at the door for a moment, suddenly feeling a strange sensation.

This house, once a bit empty, was unknowingly filled with warmth and sound.

He cleared his throat slightly, speaking in a low voice: "Have you been waiting long?"

Xiao Yue lifted her head, closing her book with a smile: "No, time flies when you’re reading."

Dou Dou didn’t even turn her head: "I’m fighting monsters, haven’t finished yet."

Duoduo swung her legs, slowly adding: "The wind smells nice."

Shen Siyuan chuckled, not urging them further.

The night breeze flowed through the balcony, carrying a slight chill and the distant city lights, gently drifting along.

In that moment, time seemed to soften too.

Shen Siyuan lay down on a nearby wicker chair.

At this moment, a figure quietly approached the balcony.

Shen Siyuan turned to look, seeing Ruan Hongzhuang come out in a strap nightgown, bare-footed.

"It’s so late, why are you out instead of sleeping?"

Ruan Hongzhuang didn’t reply, simply moving to nestle beside Shen Siyuan.

"Are you planning to go out again tonight?" Ruan Hongzhuang asked quietly with her eyes closed, leaning against his chest.

"Yes, I have plans," Shen Siyuan replied.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Hongzhuang remained silent for a while before slowly asking, "I’ve never asked what you do every night. It’s not that I don’t care, just that you must have your reasons for not telling me. But I want to know, is it dangerous?"

Without waiting for Shen Siyuan to answer, she immediately added, "Don’t lie to me."

"Yes."

"Then can’t you avoid doing it?"

"No."

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After a long time, Ruan Hongzhuang slowly spoke again: "Then be safe. We’ll be waiting for you at home."

"Alright."

Ruan Hongzhuang propped herself up from his chest, kissed his lips, then walked back indoors barefoot.