Chapter 1261 - 1233: The Long-Awaited Happy Event

Chapter 1261: Chapter 1233: The Long-Awaited Happy Event

Feeling his mother’s angry stare, Yu Minglang quickly coughed twice as a symbolic gesture, pretending to scold Qian.

"From now on, you can’t take such risks, understand?"

"Yes, my lord husband, you’re right," Qian pretended to be obedient.

"Remember this, and be careful not to mess around everywhere with the ball in the future, or I’ll—"

Yu Minglang placed his hand on Qian’s belly, warning her symbolically.

But he couldn’t figure out a way to punish Qian, as the show of dominance was merely for his mother; in reality, Yu Minglang’s authority at home wasn’t as high as his wife’s beauty, and it’s already good she doesn’t punish him.

Mrs. Yu saw her son’s bluff but didn’t expose it, cheerfully waiting for him to continue talking, thinking, "Keep bragging, go on!"

Seeing his mom and wife both looking at him with the same expression, Yu Minglang gritted his teeth, knowing he had to complete his boast, even if it meant crawling.

"I’ll cut back on your meals! You’re eating all these nice things every day and still don’t listen—fruits, stop! Snacks, stop! Seafood, you won’t get any—"

Suddenly, Xiaoqiang seemed electrically shocked and froze, and Qian felt it too. The couple exchanged an excited glance.

That sudden flutter, could it be the long-awaited... fetal movement?!

Mrs. Yu stood nearby, unable to share the young couple’s joy. She heard her son talking about cutting back on his wife’s meals and angrily twisted Yu Minglang’s ear.

"Why are you acting like a fool? Pregnant women’s meals can’t be cut back, not even one!"

"It moved, it moved!" Excitedly, Yu Minglang shouted, feeling the magic and happiness of the sensation!

When he placed his hand against Qian’s belly, he felt a little rumble as if something had swum by—oh!

"Moved what?" asked Mrs. Yu.

"Da Wei moved! Da Wei, show Daddy a move, quick!" He eagerly pushed, and Qian also hoped for another experience.

Mrs. Yu frowned, "David? And I’m Michelangelo! Why are you giving the child such silly nicknames?"

"Mom, stop nagging, see, you’ve nagged my Da Wei into not moving! Shush!"

Now that Yu Minglang had a child, he was determined to have everything go right. He dared to rebuke even his own mom to make the baby move again.

Mrs. Yu understood this was nothing serious; instead, she joined Yu Minglang in surrounding Qian’s belly. The three held their breath, waiting for the next movement.

Silence.

"What are you all huddled here for? You old woman, aren’t you steaming oysters? Hurry up, steam the oysters, then stew the fish. After eating, you three must go back home; Da Yi can’t be abandoned either!"

Mr. Yu entered the room, and as soon as he mentioned the dishes, Yu Minglang felt that marvelous rumbling movement inside Qian’s belly again!

This time it was much clearer than before, delighting everyone; after waiting so long, the baby finally deigned to move.

"He gets so excited just hearing about food, really a little glutton," Qian whispered, starting to suspect there’s a foodie living in her belly.

Once it began, everything naturally followed.

Ever since that movement at the Yu Family’s home, Qian’s belly started feeling frequent fetal movements.

Unlike the punching and kicking during Da Yi and Shi Tou’s pregnancies, Qian’s belly felt gentle and rhythmic.

Every morning, Yu Minglang would wake up before Qian and recite a list of dishes to her belly, and it would rumble twice, like a playful big fish swimming inside.

Before sleep at night, Yu Minglang would recite another list, like steamed lamb and bear paw...

This behavior made Qian chuckle. What if this kind of prenatal education results in a little foodie, growing up to toss pans?

Yu Minglang didn’t mind and even argued with Qian, saying, "What’s wrong with tossing pans? Let the child do what she loves; no job is inferior. Yu Minglang’s child will be top-notch, even in cooking!"

Anyway, with a child, everything seemed better; even before birth, he felt the child was excellent in all aspects.

During this period, the whole family was cheerful, and Qian awaited the child’s arrival with joy. Qiao Yu Xuan was still abroad and unable to return, so Qian’s studies were left to Master Brother Nong Yao.

Nong Yao continued his sly ways, pretending to be saintly but secretly finding ways to bicker with Qian over her studies. The mischief he caused was trivial, akin to a child’s grumble of "never playing with you again," which Qian found amusing and never retaliated.

If someone engages in such a fight, it becomes amusing; however, Qian ignored Nong Yao’s antics with her pregnant belly’s stoic indifference. After several attempts, Nong Yao found it extremely difficult to spite Qian through studies. Her abilities were formidable, and sometimes Nong Yao unwittingly fell into her traps. After several bouts, he gave up causing trouble.

He was definitely tricked by the teacher; taking care of Qian wasn’t him bullying her, but her bullying him!

Being academically challenged by her was one thing, but on one occasion, when Nong Yao thought he gained the upper hand over Qian, Yu Minglang happened to see it. He hadn’t noticed Yu Minglang returned home and was glaring at him with those shiny eyes.

Slightly scolding Qian, Nong Yao ended up cornered in the corridor by Yu Minglang, who claimed he wanted to practice some moves—resulting in an extra bruised eye the next day!

Where could he complain? Heartbroken by Qian, then physically beaten by Yu Minglang, Nong Yao wished he could summons his teacher for a thrashing, feeling cheated.

Nevertheless, after several disruptions, Nong Yao and Qian developed a bit of sibling-like bond, and being at their level, they shared a mutual respect and a sense of regret for meeting late, though neither admitted it.

One day, after returning from the hospital, Nong Yao brought Qian home—while seeking an opportunity to get a meal, as having once inadvertently tasted Yu Minglang’s cooking, he became deeply enamored with the bold cooking style, large chunks of meat and fish, eating heartily and often finding excuses to dine there.

On the way, Nong Yao noticed Qian yawning repeatedly and asked.

"Don’t tell me your Erha is so shameless, disturbing even a pregnant woman’s sleep?"

Qian shook her head. "It’s honestly not his fault this time; it’s me..."

"You DIY by yourself?!" Nong Yao inhaled sharply, "Didn’t expect you, Junior Sister, to be like this... Is it because your man can’t satisfy you, or are you too bold? Should I analyze the psychological meaning behind this behavior for you?"

"What are you thinking? I meant it’s because I’ve been having the same dream lately."