Chapter 107 - 77: Jiang Wanyi’s Life Motto

Chapter 107: Chapter 77: Jiang Wanyi’s Life Motto

Then, the embarrassing situation for Fang Youning happened again. Another young mom mistook them for a young couple and came over to chat and share parenting tips.

From Chen Yuan’s perspective, it was all harmless.

But Fang Youning couldn’t quite accept it and explained the situation to each one.

Compared to Jiang Wanyi, Fang Youning, the 18-year-old songstress, was much more sensitive about things related to her age.

’Is it because I’m not wearing makeup? Do I look old?’

’It must be my outfit. It gives off a bit of a young wife vibe.’

’A young wife...’

Fang Youning’s face burned, and her heart leaped into her throat.

’Isn’t... isn’t that label a little too mortifying?!’

’How did I end up looking like a wife?’

"I bought the top myself, but my sister bought the pants and shoes."

"So your fashion sense is influenced by your sister?"

Fang Youning thought for a moment. "Maybe a little. When I was young, I always followed my older sister around. She was my role model, but my grades were never as good as hers."

That explained the "young wife" vibe from Fang Youning. It all came from her sister.

"Are you thirsty? I can go get you a drink. There’s a bubble tea shop near the entrance."

"Sure, I could go for one. I’ll watch the kid."

"Okay."

Fang Youning felt a little bad. Chen Yuan had come to help her watch the child, and she didn’t want him helping for free.

’I’ll buy him a drink first, and then I’ll figure out how to thank him properly later.’

While Fang Youning went to buy drinks, Chen Yuan got into the sandbox and started playing in the sand with her little nephew.

’You know, this is actually pretty fun.’

The two even had a competition, and the pit he dug was bigger than his little nephew’s.

However, in the process, Chen Yuan noticed a problem. Compared to other children his age, the little nephew seemed a bit on the thin side.

Some less attentive parents might not even notice something like this, thinking that children all grow and develop at different paces.

’Being a little thinner or shorter now isn’t a big deal; he’ll catch up later.’

But Chen Yuan had a wealth of parenting experience and felt things might not be that simple. He decided he could ask Fang Youning about it when she got back.

Before long, Fang Youning returned. Seeing the two of them digging in the sandbox, and looking very happy about it, she was completely baffled. ’What’s so fun about digging in the sand?’

"Hey, this is for you."

Seeing Fang Youning return, Chen Yuan took out his phone and snapped a photo of the sand pit.

"What’s with the sand pit? Why are you taking a picture?"

"On the surface, they’re just two ordinary pits. But there’s more to them than meets the eye; a hidden world lies within."

"What hidden world?" Fang Youning asked tentatively.

"They’re connected underneath."

"Huh?"

Fang Youning was thoroughly confused. She even bent down to look. They were just two pits with the middle dug out, connecting them. ’What’s the big deal?’

’He seems a little childish...’

’But I can’t just dismiss him, either.’

"That’s amazing! So cool!"

Chen Yuan: "..."

’This feels exactly like a virtuous, faithful wife praising her impotent husband who only lasted a minute... ’

Sipping his tea, Chen Yuan patted the little nephew’s bottom and noticed he wasn’t wearing a diaper.

At this age, kids were pretty much done with diapers, only needing to wear them on special occasions.

And "special occasions" usually meant when going out.

Apparently, Fang Youning didn’t have experience in this area, as she hadn’t put one on him before they left.

"Tell Uncle, do you need to go pee-pee?"

"Yeah," the little nephew said.

"Hold this for me."

Chen Yuan handed the fruit tea back to Fang Youning, who hadn’t even processed what was happening.

’How did he know my nephew had to pee?’

’How can he be so childish and so capable at the same time?’

"Take it."

"Oh, right."

Chen Yuan carried the boy over to a large nearby flowerbed. Filled with flowers and many trees, it served as a natural screen.

He pulled down the boy’s pants, revealing his fair, tender skin.

’It seems a little long, though. He’s so young, they should be careful with it in daily life. When he grows up, I’ll recommend the hospital where Sun Pengnan had his surgery to him.’

"You’re a big boy now, so Uncle is going to teach you a professional skill. Hold it yourself."

As if by instinct, after Chen Yuan said it once, the boy knew to hold it himself.

He was a little unfocused, though, fiddling with it while holding it.

"Friend, the skill you need to learn is holding it, not fiddling with it. It’s a bit early to be learning that."

"Um..."

Fang Youning, standing behind them, tentatively said:

"Shouldn’t he just squat? Wouldn’t that be easier?"

"Absolutely not. This is a matter of a man’s dignity. This habit must be formed from a young age. He can’t squat."

"Is it really that serious?"

"Of course it is."

Fang Youning didn’t say anything else. ’I suddenly feel a little bad for my dad...’

"Don’t get distracted. Hold it steady. Prepare to launch. PSS PSS PSS..."

Chen Yuan whistled. "Don’t move. You need to practice this skill properly."

"PFFT HAHA..."

Fang Youning burst out laughing. "How is that a skill? It’s just holding it. You don’t need to teach him; he’ll figure it out on his own later."

"Well..."

’The skill of ’holding it’ is widely applicable in other situations, too. He definitely needs to learn it.’

’If he doesn’t learn, his girlfriend will have to. Either way, one of them has to learn.’

"Look, why isn’t anything happening?"

"Let’s give him a little assistance."

Chen Yuan continued to whistle, and before long, the boy finally started peeing...

’Goes pretty far. A new pump always works best.’

Fang Youning stood waiting nearby, holding a tissue.

But when he was done, Chen Yuan helped him shake it off a few times and then pulled his pants up.

"Is that it?"

"This is fine. No paper needed..."

"Oh, okay..."

Once they were done, Chen Yuan walked on with the little nephew. He led the way while Fang Youning followed behind, sipping her drink.

"How did you know he had to go to the bathroom?"

"I calculated it. You have to ask every so often, otherwise they’re prone to accidents. You have to start training him now. Tell him that if he needs to go to the bathroom, he has to say so himself. It’s all about forming the habit."

"Got it."

Chen Yuan checked his watch. "It’s about that time. What time does he usually eat?"

"Ah! It is time for him to eat!"

"When your sister left, did she say what to feed him for lunch?"

"She did. She said to just order him some pork and preserved egg congee and some steamed buns. Just something simple for one meal."

"Then let’s stick to what your sister said. We shouldn’t make our own plans."

"Okay."

Fang Youning took out her phone and looked at Chen Yuan. "What do you want to eat? I’ll order it all together."

"I’m not that hungry yet, so don’t worry about me. You two go ahead and eat."

"Then I won’t eat either. I’ll wait and eat with you this afternoon."

’Is Fang Youning treating me like one of her girlfriends? The kind who even go to the bathroom together?’

"That’s too much trouble. Let’s just eat together."

"What do you want to eat?" Fang Youning asked.

"I’ll have the bibimbap with grilled meat."

"Okay."

After playing with the kid downstairs for a little longer, they headed back toward her home.

"How’s your nephew with food usually? Is he a picky eater?"

"He’s not picky at all, and he has a great appetite. I feel like in a few more years, he’ll be eating as much as me."

Chen Yuan nodded and glanced at the little nephew again. His appetite and his build didn’t quite match up. It might have something to do with poor digestion.

As they were talking, Fang Youning led Chen Yuan upstairs to the apartment.

The apartment’s size and layout were similar to Jiang Wanyi’s place. It was a little messy, with kid’s stuff everywhere, which was understandable.

No matter how neat a person is, you can forget about having a tidy house with a kid around. The speed of cleaning up could never match the speed of him making a mess.

It’s the ultimate cure for any neat freak!

On top of the TV stand, Chen Yuan saw a photo of the two sisters together.

Fang Youning was cute and innocent-looking. Her older sister was cool, with big, wavy hair and the chic air of a fair-skinned young wife. Her looks were definitely on par with Fang Youning’s, and she had an even better figure.

Both sisters were suffering from a case of being ridiculously good-looking.