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Chu Tianshu gazed at his wife’s rosy lips and couldn’t resist the urge to kiss them.
Everything about her seemed adorable to him now, filling him with overwhelming affection.
Noticing his intense stare, Jiang Furong instinctively shrank back, her cheeks flushing crimson.
Just then.
An anxious voice came from behind: “Um, brother, I’ve got an order. I need to take the bike now…”
Chu Tianshu turned to see the delivery guy picking up the bag of tomatoes from the electric bike’s footrest.
Damn, your order couldn’t have come at a worse time. Chu Tianshu felt slightly annoyed, but there was nothing he could do – the bike was borrowed after all.
Chu Tianshu stepped forward to take the tomatoes.
The delivery guy looked equally embarrassed, stammering: “Sorry, I… I really didn’t mean to… Brother and sister-in-law, I wish you… eternal marital bliss and growing old together!”
Hearing this, Chu Tianshu’s mood immediately improved.
He loved hearing such blessings, especially when they came from the heart, making him feel all warm inside.
He pulled a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet and handed it over as a tip: “Thanks for your hard work.”
Jiang Furong watched silently, her eyes fixed on Chu Tianshu.
The delivery guy glanced at her, and only when he saw the lady of the house wasn’t angry did he accept the money, adding: “May you have a son soon!”
With that, he rode off on his bike.
Chu Tianshu chuckled: “We already have two kids, and he’s telling us to have more…”
Jiang Furong also smiled faintly, her face still flushed as she gave him a light glare full of coquettish shyness.
She definitely didn’t want to have any more children, hmph.
Chu Tianshu handed her the tomatoes: “Hold these for now. I’ve got more things in the car.”
Jiang Furong took them: “So heavy?”
“I got them when I went to source fruits this morning.”
Chu Tianshu turned to get his car, parking it in front of the Tang family’s gate.
After Jiang Furong carried in the large bouquet of flowers and at least seven or eight jin of tomatoes, she came out to see Chu Tianshu carrying two watermelons.
Her eyes widened in surprise: “They’re so big?”
“Fresh stock from this morning,” Chu Tianshu grinned, carefully setting down the melons. “There’s more!”
He brought out another bag of spinach, a bag of greens, and some more tomatoes: “Let’s go, are the kids up yet?”
Jiang Furong helped carry everything inside, looking speechless: “You bought so much, how will we ever finish it all…”
Was this his excuse to come over for meals every day?
Chu Tianshu said: “Eat one, throw one away – just for fun.”
“Baba!” “Dad!”
The two children, having finished washing up themselves, heard the voices outside and came running to greet them.
Just as they arrived, they heard Chu Tianshu say “just for fun.” Though they didn’t quite understand, they both broke into wide grins, laughing delightedly.
“Haven’t seen you all night, Dad missed you so much.”
Chu Tianshu sat on the sofa, pulling both children into his arms and onto his lap.
Jiang Furong glanced at him while putting away the fresh produce.
Since he didn’t live here and didn’t know how to handle things, he didn’t interfere, busy chatting nonsense with the children instead.
Both children’s eyes were glued to the large watermelons, their faces full of longing.
Chu Tianshu made the two little milk buns face him: “Dad was so cold sleeping alone last night. How about you guys?”
Xiuxiu blinked her big eyes: “Not cold. Baba, why cold?”
Lingling pouted: “Daddy’s lying, it’s not cold now! It was so hot this afternoon!”
Chu Tianshu sighed and gently pinched each of their little cheeks. “Because Daddy sleeps alone at home, and there’s no one in the bed.”
The two little treasures still didn’t understand and declared proudly, “We sleep by ourselves too! We don’t get cold.”
Chu Tianshu said, “That’s because you live with Mama.”
Xiuxiu thought for a moment, then nodded and offered him a solution, “Then, Baba, you can live with your Mama too, then you won’t be cold!”
Lingling looked at him with disdain, “You’re so big already and still want to sleep with Mama. We’re only three years old and can already sleep by ourselves!”
Chu Tianshu: “…”
What little rascals.
Was it really this hard to get some backup?
He had to spell it out directly, “I want to sleep with your Mama~ That way I won’t be cold.”
Xiuxiu, the little messenger, immediately shouted loudly, “Mama! Baba says he wants to do Shui Jiao Jiao with you!”
“Keep your voice down.” Jiang Furong walked over, cleared her throat lightly, and shot Chu Tianshu a glare with her dark, clear eyes.
Her face felt slightly warm.
This scoundrel, what nonsense was he telling the children?
She said to the children, “Don’t shout, Auntie hasn’t gotten up yet.”
The hotel business was usually slow in the mornings, and Tang Xin often didn’t go to work until ten.
Chu Tianshu pouted silently, “She’s not taking the day off today, is she?”
Jiang Furong: “No, she’s going to work later.”
“That’s good.” Chu Tianshu grinned.
He added, “Let the children go to bed earlier and wake up earlier from now on. Don’t let them nap too long in the afternoon, or they won’t be able to sleep at night.”
Jiang Furong went to the kitchen and brought out two bowls.
Each bowl contained a section of boiled corn with a chopstick stuck through it, making it easy to hold and eat.
“They’re growing and need their sleep. Let them sleep as much as they want,” Jiang Furong called to the two children. “Eat nicely and finish it all.”
The two children stared at the corn on the coffee table, then looked at each other, their little faces showing reluctance.
Chu Tianshu: “What’s wrong? Don’t you like it? This corn looks sweet and tender.”
The two little ones looked at their mother, then at their father, and quickly chose their father.
Xiuxiu started whining, “Baba, I want to eat watermelon now!”
Lingling: “I want some too. But Mama didn’t buy any, said it’s too expensive and the melons don’t taste good now. Mama said we have to wait until it’s really, really hot before they’re good to eat…”
Xiuxiu: “It’s so hot! I’m so hot! Let’s eat watermelon!”
Chu Tianshu: “…”
Jiang Furong: “…”
These two children!
Chu Tianshu was genuinely amused – these kids were too funny.
Who could resist such soft, adorable little ones?
He said, “Just let them have a little bit to satisfy their craving.”
Jiang Furong said, “If they eat watermelon, they won’t eat breakfast. If breakfast is late, they won’t be hungry for lunch.”
Three-year-olds have limited digestive capacity. They can’t snack randomly every day, or it will affect their proper meals.
“Then let’s skip breakfast today and change things up – just eat watermelon,” Chu Tianshu said. “This melon hasn’t been chilled, it’s at room temperature.”
Jiang Furong: “I think it’s you who wants to eat it.”
Chu Tianshu: “Don’t I know you? If we keep putting it off, it’ll almost go bad. Don’t be reluctant to eat it – I bought this melon at wholesale price, it was really cheap.”
Hearing this, Jiang Furong felt a bit embarrassed.
She was quite traditional – diligent and thrifty in managing the household, carefully calculating their expenses.
Jiang Furong then filled a basin with water and washed the melon.
“Let me help you.”
Chu Tianshu entered the kitchen and held the watermelon steady.
Jiang Furong sliced the knife down, revealing the vibrant red flesh of the melon.
“This melon is great, isn’t it? It’s incredibly sweet—guaranteed to make you want more after just one bite!”
Jiang Furong frowned and said, “Watermelon is cooling in nature; you can’t let the child eat too much… You should eat less too!”
This person, why is he so unaware?
Forget it, if he gets sick from eating, it serves him right.
Chu Tianshu nodded repeatedly, “Alright, alright, whatever my wife says goes.”