Extra: Meeting Little Wan’s Parents 2
“Hubby~”
“Can I ask you to agree to something?”
Wei Mama, in her forties, still had an innocent girlish heart.
Whether Wei Wanlan was home or not, Wei Mama never hid her love for Wei Baba and Little Wan. When asking for a favor, her voice had to be especially soft, accompanied by nodding and blinking. Because she maintained herself very well, she definitely didn’t look like a siren.
Wei Baba moved his gaze away from the stock market updates, put down his phone, and pushed up his glasses: “No, that’s not appropriate.”
During the days Wei Wanlan was at school (time-traveling), Wei Baba and Wei Mama had installed a high-definition camera in the living room of the back building. The camera was installed quite discreetlyâon the highest shelf of the storage rack, behind a hanging orchid. Originally, since they didn’t usually live in this house, it was for timely handling in case facilities were damaged or a thief broke in.
Parents know their child best. Wei Wanlan had been pampered growing up; when he got home, it was like a kitten or puppy drilling into a cozy nestâhe wouldn’t worry about cameras at home at all.
“You are invading the child’s privacy,” Wei Baba stopped her seriously. “If Little Wan finds out, he won’t trust you anymore.”
“But that Mr. Su… what is he really like? Is he different in private than in public? I can’t be sure.”
Wei Mama knew she wasn’t in the right, so her confidence wasn’t strong: “I’m just worried. It’s just that he didn’t take good care of Little Wan. It’s not a huge matter. If he hadn’t apologized, it would be fine. But he apologized, and instead, I feel this person is too slick and practiced. I’m afraid Little Wan will be deceived by someone worldly and sophisticated.”
Compared to the feeling Su Jingzhi gave people, yes, Wei Wanlan indeed appeared more purely harmless.
Wei Baba continued to block her: “Aren’t you afraid of turning on the camera and seeing something you shouldn’t see? The child is already an adult.”
“He dares! Our Little Wan is still sick!”
“If he really dares, then I disapprove ten thousand times over!”
No matter how old the child is, in a mother’s eyes, he is a little baby.
Especially for someone like Wei Wanlan who was raised by her side since childhood, Wei Mama knew he was kind and naive, and she viewed him through the filter all mothers possess.
“I’ll just take a quiet peek, just one glance, to see if he treats my Little Wan well.”
“You have to believe a mother’s intuition.”
Wei Baba looked helpless, but he received a phone call and suddenly had something to handle, so he went to the balcony first, leaving only the large living room.
Wei Mama hurriedly turned on her phone, feeling a bit excited and slightly guilty, and put on her headphones.
The living room view was aimed at the sofa under the bronze mural. The seat was empty; Little Wan wasn’t there.
A little regretful.
She really wanted to speak into the intercom: “Little Wan, has the fever gone down? Are you still coughing? Did you drink plenty of water?”
Zzzâ Zzz zzzâ
There was static in the headphones…
Wei Mama couldn’t tell what sound it was. It felt like electric clippers, or a blender, or maybe some other machine had been turned on. Mixed within the machine noise were human voices. Someone was talking.
Wei Mama turned up the volume to distinguish carefully.
In the headphones, she first heard Little Wan’s extremely aggrieved cry of “No!”
Wei Mama felt distressed and awkward, her heart pounding. Listening carefully to the sounds in the headphones again, there were footsteps. Little Wan was running around in fright: “Don’t touch me with that thing, it feels terrible, it’s wet, I don’t want it QAQ.”
Wei Mama’s phone was ready to switch out to dial 110.
Finally, figures appeared in the video. Wei Mama sat on the sofa, her eyes wishing they could pierce through the screen.
She saw Little Wan in the screen wearing slippers, retreating towards the living room. Su Jingzhi was chasing from behind and subsequently appeared in the frame. He blocked Little Wan at the sofa, pinning him down firmly. Wei Wanlan whimpered in the video.
When Su Jingzhi sat down side-by-side with Little Wan, Wei Wanlan was hooked by the neck by him, unable to move, blinking pitifully. A semi-transparent… respiratory mask was put over his face.
Wei Mama quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
In the lens, Su Jingzhi was still soothing Wei Wanlan’s little temper. Little Wan didn’t like nebulizer treatments; the taste was uncomfortable, and he wasn’t happy. He held the nebulizer nozzle with both hands. Su Jingzhi pressed his hand and kissed the top of his head very gently.
“It’ll be done soon. The doctor said it’s just a quarter of an hour.”
Little Wan was blocked anyway, so he stopped fussing and plunged headfirst into the crook of Su Jingzhi’s neck, breathing in huhu.
Wei Mama couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.
He was quite patient and cherished Little Wan very much.
But what kind of term is “Doctor” (Langzhong)? Is this Mr. Su an ancient style enthusiast???
In the afternoon, Wei Wanlan needed an IV drip.
He had already called his parents, saying Mr. Su would accompany him for the weekend. It was a viral infection this time, nothing serious, just getting an infusion at home.
But how could Wei Mama not worry?
Little Wan’s affairs had always been the biggest affairs to her.
With Little Wan sick and getting needles, she was anxious enough to get sick in his place. But on the phone, Little Wan was afraid of infecting them and told them not to worry and not to come see him yet; Mr. Su was accompanying him for the infusion.
Since Wei Baba finished his call, Wei Mama had been craneing her neck looking at the balcony, causing Wei Baba to put down the phone and helplessly hold Wei Mama’s shoulders: “What is it now?”
“Hubby, it’s just, that,” Wei Mama blinked and shook her phone, “I want to watch one more time.”
“Watch what?”
“The monitor.”
“You…” Wei Baba sighed long and asked, “If you want to watch, just watch. Why do you have to ask me every time? Making it seem like I’m an accomplice. I didn’t want to peek at Little Wan.”
“Guilty conscience.” Wei Mama squeezed out an awkward smile, then said, “After all, I know this isn’t right.”
But she just worried about Little Wan.
Little Wan had known his mother for eighteen years, but he had only known Mr. Su for a year or two. In the future, Little Wan would be living his life with someone else; a mother needed a process of acceptance to fully let go.
Wei Baba: “I still advise you not to watch. It’s afternoon. What if you see the kids napping and not dressed properly? A son should avoid his mother when he grows up, do you understand?”
Wei Mama hesitated; that seemed correct too.
Although, the camera was aimed at the living room at home; the chance of encountering such a situation was very small.
Midsummer. Outside, a thunderstorm poured down.
Lightning twisted willfully in the sky, thunder rumbled continuously. The heavy rain brought an apocalyptic feeling; oppressive colors shrouded the firmament, and low-pressure air was everywhere.
Wei Mama typed in the study. After crackling away for two hours and finishing today’s update task, her eyes flickered gently.
My Little Wan, what is he doing?
Wei Wanlan was on his last bottle of fluid. His illness had come like a collapsing mountain this time; the doctor prescribed six bottles of IV drip directly. Wei Wanlan was having the infusion at home, sitting on the sofa, his hand resting on the armrest for a long time.
This was also Su Jingzhi’s first time seeing how people in the future world treated illness.
The doctor slowly pushed the fine needle that could squirt water into Little Wan’s vein. The needle tip went into the pale skin. Little Wan was so scared he hurriedly drilled his head into him, exactly like a small animal afraid of a shot.
Su Jingzhi’s heart ached terribly. The nurse was stared at by Su Jingzhi’s eyes until her head was covered in sweat.
Wei Wanlan was afraid the needle would move. After the needle was inserted, he didn’t dare move his left hand at all. Su Jingzhi could only hold his waist, letting him relax on the sofa, finding his eyes filled with tears and slowly coaxing him.
“Wanwan, the method of treating illness here is very unique.”
“It’s scary,” Wei Wanlan said, lifting his eyelids to complain dumbly. “I’ve loved getting sick since I was little; I have to get poked once or twice every year. The doctor also says my veins are thin. Sometimes they can’t find the vein with one poke and just poke around inside with the needle. Wuu.”
Su Jingzhi heartachingly picked up a piece of canned yellow peach with a toothpick for Wei Wanlan to eat: “Open your mouth.”
Ah-woo, he swallowed it in one bite. Wei Wanlan waited to be fed. He was given five or six more pieces.
“You can’t eat too much. The doctor said cold food irritates the respiratory tract. You have inflammation in your lungs; you need to watch your diet,” Su Jingzhi said.
This made Wei Wanlan exclaim in wonder. He licked his mouth, syrup on his lips: “Regent King, if you stay in the modern times for a few more days, you’ll be able to completely blend in among modern people without being discovered. It even makes Zhen suspect that in these thousand years, human technology hasn’t achieved a groundbreaking change since you can keep up with the pace. Humanity is utterly defeated.”
Su Jingzhi laughed: “Why put This King on the opposite side of humanity?”
Wei Wanlan: “Oh, true, you are also human. At home, unlike in court, I speak without using my brain a bit.”
Because home is the safest.
Although Little Wan could also use his dragon brain, he generally didn’t want to use it; he lived very comfortably.
Wei Wanlan: “Regent King, the fluid in the bottle is almost finished. Do you know how to pull out the needle?”
“The nurse taught me just now. The key is to be quick with the hand and eyes. I know.”
Wei Wanlan smiled with half-open eyes: “You know everything.” He lifted his dragon claw slightly: “Pull it out, okay? Let’s not infuse the last few milliliters; Zhen is so tired.”
When Su Jingzhi half-knelt in front of Wei Wanlan to pull out the needle, he whispered a sentence that caused Wei Wanlan’s face to explode red in retort: “No way, no way, Zhen doesn’t know everything. Besides, making babies isn’t something Zhen can learn by himselfâ”
The needle was pulled out painlessly the moment his attention was diverted.
Su Jingzhi pressed his thumb gently on the back of his hand.
Wei Wanlan’s hand was held by him. This posture… he felt like the next second he would press his dragon claw to his lips. Wuu, about to be kissed shamefully.
Sure enough, the back of Wei Wanlan’s palm was warm, his dragon claw slightly heated; he was indeed kissed. Then the whole creature burned up.
So perverted!
So hot!
He hated it!
QAQ QAQ QAQ…
After the nebulizer treatment, the sick Wei Wanlan’s cough was significantly alleviated. He had just finished the infusion and his fever had gone down, but his energy was still not very good; walking and sitting were a bit tiring. But it was raining outside. He wanted to watch the rain and wanted to wait a bit before lying down to recuperate.
Su Jingzhi picked him up.
Wei Wanlan’s vision shook, and the soles of his feet were instantly suspended in the air. He thought the Regent King insisted on carrying him back to the bedroom. Naturally, he had nothing to say to that; a little patient still had to be obedient.
But he didn’t expect Su Jingzhi to carry him close to the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the surging heavy rain separated by the glass, water droplets rolling down endlessly.
Because Su Jingzhi was very strong, Wei Wanlan was often carried and knew he held him very steadily, so he wasn’t worried. The two tacitly maintained this posture, watching the rain in the living room.
Raindrops smashed against the windowpane with a bang-bang sound.
Amidst the sound of rain, Wei Wanlan suddenly asked quietly: “If Mom and Dad disagree, how will you get the title in my family?”
Su Jingzhi didn’t hesitate; the answer had actually been brewing for a long time:
“First, I must continue to be good to Wanwan, to put them at ease.”
“And then?”
“I must work hard here to provide Wanwan with a stable family environment.”
Eh, the Great Wei Scroll King (workaholic/overachiever) plans to start scrolling in the modern era too!
Wei Wanlan nodded: “And finally?”
The last sentence could only be whispered in his ear because Little Wan would be shy. He lowered his head and lightly bit Wei Wanlan’s earlobe, his voice very deep, very deep: “I must tell them that back home, we still have two…”
Ka-chi! Wei Wanlan bit him!
“No, you’re not allowed to say that.”
The rain was stopping.
Although there was no rainbow after the rain, a small patch of burning cloud hung on the horizon.
When Wei Mama turned on her phone and finally couldn’t help but check on Little Wan’s situation again, what she saw was Wanwan being held by Mr. Su, watching the rain.
Her heart felt a little sour; Little Wan was being taken care of by someone else.
Her heart was also very warm.
Because she felt that if she treated Little Wan as seven years old, Mr. Su probably only treated Little Wan as five. He really cared about Little Wan, holding him tightly and steadily, fearing he wouldn’t hold on and would fall.
She agreed to entrust him to this man.
There was no need for the children to spend effort trying to please her anymore.
Wei Mama hurriedly ran upstairs, thump thump thump, and knocked on the door:
“Hubby, are you busy???”
Wei Baba opened the door. Having been immersed in work, his hair was a bit messy. He closed his eyes tight:
“Is there something new again?”
“If they want to spend their lives together, I want to encourage them to get a marriage license! Do you have any connections abroad? Ask around which country handles this kind of marriage easily?” Wei Mama’s tone was solemn; she was discussing a very serious matter. There was even a sense of urgency like, “You hurry up and lock it down.”
“If the two children can’t get visas, or encounter other problems, they’ll have to rely on us then. I think this child is really nice; he takes great care of our Little Wan.”
Wei Baba feared that if he spoke half a sentence later, his ears would be numb from her nagging. He had to quickly stabilize Wei Mama’s emotions and sighed lightly: “Calm down.”
“Oh, okay. I’m calm.”
“Su Jingzhi’s parents are both abroad. When I worked with them a few years ago, his dad even said he wanted to invite Little Wan to visit Europe. If Little Wan hadn’t been busy with the high school entrance exam, he could have met Su Jingzhi at least three years earlier…”
“âYou know his parents!”
“Is it strange that I know his dad?” Wei Baba was also confused. “I’m considered a somewhat successful person, after all. You make me feel very unconfident saying that.”
“Old Wei! You liar! You hid it from me again!”
If she had known earlier, why waste effort investigating like a thief?
Since Old Wei had connections with Su Jingzhi’s side, wouldn’t it be more convenient to ask acquaintances directly about his character and family situation? Why sneak around like a thief watching surveillance?!
Wei Mama was practically furious and gave him a shove: “Old Wei, no dinner for you tonight.”
Wei Baba was leisurely and contented: “Then I won’t tell you where Su Jingzhi went to school, where he graduated, whether he dated during his studies, and the situation of his birth family. I’ll keep it all to myself, hehe.”
“No, you’re not allowed!”
“Allowed or not, it’s all you. Why are you so domineering…”
And so, very harmoniously, in the back building, the years were quiet and good. Wei Wanlan hugged Su Jingzhi and slept peacefully with joy.
In the front building, Wei Baba and Wei Mama stayed up all night researching the Su family’s eighteen generations of ancestors, sleepless the entire night.
Pity the hearts of parents worldwide.
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