As if possessed, he handed over the baby bottle after testing its temperature.
“Do you want to feed him?”
Shu Yao became addicted to playing with him. Every time she poked the Little Brat, he let out an “ah”; poke him again, another “ah”—just like a doll with a switch installed.
Thus, when she heard Shen Zhongyue’s question, her mind had yet to react, but her mouth had already agreed.
“Sure.”
But she regretted it soon after, because the Little Brat could not drink milk while lying down!
The soft bundle of flesh was once again placed in her arms. Shu Yao supported his head in the crook of one arm and held the baby bottle in the other.
Baby bottles from the 1960s had a distinctive design. They were horizontal and shaped somewhat like bananas, known as “duckbill baby bottles,” with a yellow rubber nipple fitted over the opening.
Seeing this, Shu Yao paused. Why did she suddenly feel like it was poisonous?
Shen Huaiyu’s eyes were fixed intently on the nipple, and his little mouth kept sucking even though it was not moving. He was clearly impatient.
Seeing that his food still had not reached his mouth, he did not fuss. He merely kept making “ah” sounds, as if urging her on.
Shu Yao hesitated for a long while before finally lifting the baby bottle and holding it beneath her nose for a sniff.
!
What a strong rubber smell!
Shu Yao truly could not bring herself to use it. It felt as if she were feeding the Little Brat poison. This thing was not even as good in quality as a pet nipple.
“Do you have a bowl? This thing stinks horribly. Can it even go into his mouth? Feed him with a spoon.”
Shen Zhongyue did not leave immediately. Instead, he said:
“Come downstairs. It is just in time for dinner.”
He came over, picked up Shen Huaiyu, took the baby bottle, and walked out of the room first.
Shu Yao had just wanted to get out of bed and put on her shoes when a baby bottle suddenly appeared in her hand out of thin air.
!!!!!!
Wasn’t this the baby bottle sold in her June 18 mother-and-baby Special Sale?
Could it be… that she, too, possessed the essential golden finger of a transmigrator?!
Suppressing her excitement and trembling hands, Shu Yao took a careful look and discovered that her large flat had come with her.
She hurriedly locked the door from inside.
With a single thought, she flashed into the Storage Space.
The large flat was not the version from her dream, where her memorial portrait hung inside. Instead, it was frozen on the day she died. Sha Ha’s dog crate sat in the corner of the living room, with toys scattered around it; only the little dog that used to tear apart the house and cause trouble was gone.
Several bags of unfinished snacks sat on the coffee table. Her bag and clothes had been casually tossed onto the sofa. On the dining table was the takeout she had not finished: garlic vermicelli prawns, charcoal-grilled lamb small ribs, spicy bullfrog, and a plate of vegetable salad. Everything was exactly as familiar as before.
Looking at the scraps and leftovers on the table, Shu Yao was suddenly overcome with grief and burst into loud sobs.
“Damn it! They did not even let me finish my last meal!”
When would she ever get to eat this well again?!
Through her sobs and blurred tears, Shu Yao noticed that the best-friend machine in the middle of the living room, which should originally have had a black screen, was now lit up. It displayed a shopping checkout page, and the product… was the baby bottle in her hand?
Shu Yao instantly perked up. Could this Storage Space actually be used for shopping?
She hurried over and worked through a series of operations to check her balance first. When she saw the long string of numbers, she beamed.
Good heavens, the tens of millions in commission she had just received were all in there.
She opened the product page next, and the smile on Shu Yao’s face vanished.
Everything here consisted of products she had sold during major promotions. Most displayed gray images, while only items such as infant milk powder, toiletries, baby swaddles, bath towels, disposable diapers, postpartum toilet paper, postpartum mother sanitary pads, and postpartum confinement period clothing were shown in color.
Shu Yao immediately cursed furiously.
So this really was making her raise a child. Everything was for infants and young children, with not the slightest consideration for her. Even food was unavailable for purchase.
As a livestreamer whose days and nights were completely reversed, how could she possibly cook for herself? She basically survived by ordering takeout. Only when she occasionally got interested and held a couple of mukbang livestreams to chat with her fans would she ask Yan Yan to buy ingredients specifically for the broadcasts.
As a result, apart from fruit, drinks, ice cream, and some instant food, her refrigerator was completely empty. There was half a bag of rice and one bag of flour in the kitchen, while the dry-goods cabinet held two cases of self-heating hot pot, twelve boxes in total.
The seasonings were well stocked, since Yan Yan had just replenished them, but she could not exactly mix soy sauce into rice and call it a meal!
Shu Yao raged helplessly, cursing foully. The main issue was that this Storage Space truly had an aesthetic of caring only about the child and not the elder.
She was furious!
“Who wants to raise a child?! I XXXXX!”
Then her connection with the Storage Space really did break, and she was ejected.
Shu Yao: …
…
…
“I’ll raise him, I’ll raise him, I’ll raise him, I’ll raise him, I’ll raise him! I’ll raise him!”
“Beep—”
The connection was restored.
There really was a “beep.” She clearly heard it—a “beep” filled with disdain and mockery.
With no choice but to bow her head under another’s roof, Shu Yao swallowed her anger. She had just checked, and the water, electricity, and gas in the large flat were all connected. The household appliances also worked normally.
Fine, fine, fine. Even if only to avoid washing clothes by hand, she was determined to raise that brat.
Wasn’t he just one child? She had managed to raise Sha Ha all by herself. Could she really not handle one Little Brat?
Facts proved that she truly could not handle him!
When Shen Huaiyu made a huge mess in her hands, Shu Yao first stared at him in disbelief with her eyes wide open, then let out a shrill cry:
“Aaaaaah!”
“Take him away! Take him away!”
A child’s feces were runny—extremely runny!
That thin layer of diaper could not contain it at all. It ran all over Shu Yao’s hands and clothes. From a distance, it looked as though she had made the huge mess herself.
The people who had originally been preparing to eat dinner once again descended into chaos.
Some helped clean the child, some helped clean Shu Yao, while Shen Huaiyi and Shen Huaizheng hid to one side and snickered.
They thought the sight of Little Aunt staring wide-eyed with her mouth open, one hand raised motionless in midair, was hilarious. She looked just like an orange cat they had once seen at their mother’s school after being frightened by a mouse.
Su Zhiyun also secretly curled up the corners of her mouth. The mother and her two sons were all thinking of the same cat at that moment.
She was still too young.
Su Zhiyun sighed.
She was thirty-one this year, the same age as Shen Zhongheng, and she looked at Shu Yao as if she were one of her own students.
Last year, when she learned that her younger brother-in-law was going to marry, and that his partner was only an eighteen-year-old girl, she had been truly shocked.
At that time, Shen Zhongyue was already twenty-four, nearly twenty-five, more than six years older than Shu Yao.
The previous year, Shen Zhongheng had been unable to get leave during the Military District Combat Competition. She had hurried there alone with the children and hurried back, barely interacting with the bride. She only remembered that the girl was very quiet, and that Zhongyue had looked radiant as he toasted everyone.
Who would have thought that when she returned this time, things would have turned out like this?
Su Zhiyun sighed again. She had no energy to think about anything else. No matter what happened to Shu Yao, with Senior Commander Shu supporting her from behind, she would not truly be subjected to forced relocation with them.
Even if she could harden her heart enough to abandon the child, she certainly would not have a terrible life in the future.
It was only her Huaiyi and Huaizheng who were pitiful. One was nine years old and the other only five. They would have to suffer alongside their mother.
After finally cleaning everything up, Qin Shu still tried to place the child in Shu Yao’s arms, but Shu Yao rejected her in horror.
As if! The feces covering her body just now had already traumatized her enough.
The closest her hands had ever come to feces was picking up Sha Ha’s poop through a plastic bag. Sha Ha might have torn the house apart, but his health was genuinely excellent. He had never been sick from childhood to adulthood, much less suffered from diarrhea!
Disappointment flashed through Qin Shu’s eyes. Just now, Yaoyao had held the young grandson and fed him milk one spoonful at a time. Although she had been somewhat flustered, it was clear that she had been very careful.
She had thought Yaoyao had changed her mind.
“All right, let’s eat.”
Shen Jianghai pulled his Wife over and pressed her into her seat.
“Mom, eat your dinner. I’ll take Huaiyu upstairs.”
After all that commotion, Shen Huaiyu had fallen asleep long ago.
The meal was eaten in silence. Huaiyi and Huaizheng were older. Although they did not know exactly what had happened at home, they could keenly sense the adults’ emotions.
Everyone else had their own thoughts as well. Only Shu Yao kept alternating between shoveling rice into her mouth, smelling her hands, and struggling not to vomit.