My Happy Daily Life After Being Reborn-Chapter 60 - 37 Unwelcome Guest_2

60: Chapter 37: Unwelcome Guest_2

60 -37: Unwelcome Guest_2

After changing Little Niangao’s clean diaper, Lin Xiaoguai gently patted him, and he quickly fell asleep.

“Little Niangao really loves to sleep,” Shen Xiu said somewhat disheartened, “I’ve never seen him awake for more than two hours.”

“He’ll get better when he’s a bit older.

When his energy picks up, you’ll start having headaches,” said Lin Xiaoguai, who spoke from experience in looking after her nieces and nephews.

“Xiaoguai, it’s time to eat!” Jiang Xiaomei entered, holding a bowl of chicken noodle soup, “My dad made this, eat it while it’s hot.”

Because Lin Xiaoguai was being discharged from the hospital, Mr.

Jiang and Mrs.

Jiang didn’t set up their stall today and came over to help instead, which was fortunate.

Otherwise, Shen Zhangming alone couldn’t handle Jiang Dimei and Tie Zhu.

Lin Xiaoguai took the bowl, which also contained a chicken drumstick and a poached egg.

“You all go and eat too.”

Jiang Xiaomei sat down next to her, “I’ve already eaten.

The first bowl was mine.

I’ll stay here; Xiu, you go and eat.”

Shen Xiu didn’t decline, she tucked Lin Xiaoguai in, then left.

“Xiaoguai, do you think I’ve become prettier again?

Though I haven’t weighed myself, both dad and mom said I’ve lost weight and my skin has improved,” Jiang Xiaomei said excitedly, as there were no strangers around.

Lin Xiaoguai sized her up and nodded, “Not bad.

By next year’s college entrance exams, almost all the fat should be gone.” Then, when she gets to the Capital, Xiaomei can embrace her college life with a new look.

Although she was unhappy with Lin Xiaoguai’s mention of “fat,” Jiang Xiaomei was still delighted.

She hesitated, though, and seemed to think of something, wrinkling her brow, “Xiaoguai, do you still have any of those ‘Candy’?”

“Did you really lose the medicine?” Lin Xiaoguai raised an eyebrow.

“No,” Jiang Xiaomei shook her head, “I want my dad and mom to lose weight too.”

Lin Xiaoguai felt it was odd, “They are so old, and you’re grown up; why make them lose weight?” She didn’t care about the few hundred thousand Gold Coins; relative to her little treasure, those were just a drop in the bucket.

“It’s not about looking good or bad,” sighed Jiang Xiaomei, “You know about my dad’s high blood pressure.

Mom has been diagnosed with heart disease too, and the doctor says both are caused by obesity.

I was thinking, if they lose weight, their health should improve.”

Lin Xiaoguai suddenly understood, yet was surprised; she hadn’t expected the usually thick-skinned Xiaomei to have such careful thoughts.

“I’ll try to think of a way, but I can’t guarantee anything.” Lin Xiaoguai didn’t make a definitive promise, not to brush her off, but because she couldn’t make the Beauty Pill seem easy to obtain.

Xiaomei had a soft heart, and if obtaining it seemed too simple, she might accidentally be taken advantage of.

On the other hand, if it was hard to get, she wouldn’t let herself be put in a difficult position, even with a soft heart.

Jiang Xiaomei was satisfied with such a response and urged, “Hurry up and eat your noodles.

I’ll watch over Little Niangao.”

She liked Little Niangao too, but was too timid to hold him.

She said she would wait until he grew a bit and wasn’t so tiny and soft to hold him.

After the meal, Lin Xiaoguai drank some motherwort soup Luo Yufang had specifically made and felt a bit sleepy, planning to take a nap.

Unexpectedly, her plans were interrupted by an uninvited guest.

“What are you here for?” Luo Yufang guarded against Shen Mincheng, fearful that Wang Zhaodi would jump out from behind him.

Their whole family was no match for such a shrew.

“Wang Zhaodi is at home and didn’t come,” Shen Mincheng said, rubbing his hands somewhat awkwardly, “I heard from Yuan Lin that Chi’s wife gave birth, so I came to see the child.”

“Visiting the child with empty hands?” Shen Zhangming took a puff of his cigarette.

Ever since his granddaughter-in-law was pregnant, he could only sneak outside to smoke.

Now that granddaughter-in-law and great-grandson were in the room and not coming out, he finally had a chance to satisfy his craving for a smoke inside the house.

“Uh…” Shen Mincheng was somewhat dumbfounded.

Could he say he forgot?

On the way over, he was pondering over the attitude he should display upon arrival, and forgot the most critical part.

“Dad, Mom, I just came to see the child, I won’t do anything else.” His heart was a bit uncomfortable, he did care for Chi, but the Shen Family simply couldn’t retain him.

Regarding the money he withheld, he thought that the kid was capable and could earn back any amount, but he depended on that money for retirement.

As for Shen Zhu and Shen Xiaobao…

within the Shen Family, their lineage couldn’t truly end with him.

It wasn’t his intention for Chi’s wife to be harmed, and originally, he knew Wang Zhaodi had ill-treated that child, but he thought the girl looked too proud.

Suppressing her a bit, he hoped, would make her devote herself entirely to life with Chi.

Once the trouble began, he was uneasy and dared not face Chi.

Later, though, he felt it was over, and there really wasn’t a reason for him, the father, to bow to his son.

He was annoyed about the separation as well, but it was only a momentary feeling.

Anyway, the people in the village didn’t talk about their family now.

But hearing the news that Chi’s wife had given birth to a chubby grandson, he remembered how cute and chubby Chi was when they brought him back from the mountains, and his heart started to itch.

He held back for a few days but couldn’t resist coming over in the end.

——Even Shen Mincheng himself didn’t realize that while acting as a real father should toward Shen Zhu, his heart was like that toward someone else’s child.

And while doing what a stepfather might do for Shen Chi, his heart was as if for his own child, which was either tragic or pitiable.

Seeing it was their own son, Luo Yufang and Shen Mincheng did soften a bit, just about to agree when Shen Xiu glared over, “Who believes you!

Did Wang Zhaodi send you?

Are you planning to take away my little nephew?”

For Shen Xiu, who had suffered greatly under the same roof as Wang Zhaodi, it was evident that Wang Zhaodi was capable of anything.