Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 550 - 550 545 Yu Angs Face

Chapter 550: Chapter 545: Yu Ang’s Face Chapter 550: Chapter 545: Yu Ang’s Face It was late at night, and a knocking on Mu Chenyan’s room door echoed.

Mu Jiawen stood outside holding Little Yu Ang, and when Chenyan opened the door, she said, “Mom, he needs a pair of underpants.”

“What?”

Chenyan hadn’t quite grasped the situation yet when a little thing darted into her arms, “Grandma, I missed you, I want to sleep with you.”

“Ha!”

Mu Jiawen sneered, “You want to sleep with Grandma, so why are you bare-butted?”

Little Yu Ang’s face flushed as he stammered, “Because… because sleeping naked is healthy.”

Yes, that was it.

Once, he had gone to his dad and mom’s room early in the morning and saw that they weren’t dressed either. That’s how his father explained it to him.

Chenyan understood; she was surprised to see her grandson – this was the first time he had wet the bed as he had grown.

But she didn’t expose him, knowing that even at just three years old, the little guy cared a lot about his pride.

“What our Ang Ang said is right; sleeping naked is healthy, but while it’s okay not to wear pajama pants, you still need to wear underpants. Come, Grandma will get you a pair.”

He would occasionally sleep over, and Grandma’s room had his clothes.

Once his aunt left and the bedroom door was closed, Little Yu Ang let out a soft sigh of relief – thankfully, thankfully, his aunt didn’t say those two words, and Grandma didn’t know.

Upstairs, Jiang Yan had already cleaned himself up and changed the sheets and blanket.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and seeing Mu Jiawen return alone, he raised an eyebrow, “You really did dump him on Mom, huh?”

“It was the little rascal who was too embarrassed to come back with me, he’s still aware of his pride. He told Mom that sleeping naked is healthy.”

Jiang Yan was momentarily stunned, then it seemed he thought of something and couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.

The next morning, when he went downstairs, Chenyan was already cooking porridge.

Jiang Yan took out the pre-wrapped baozi from the freezer, planning to make pan-fried baozi.

Yu Ci returned from running, carrying a bag of deep-fried dough sticks into the kitchen. When he came out, intending to go upstairs to shower and change clothes, he saw his little nephew rubbing his eyes, walking out of his mother’s room.

He paused, surprised, “Didn’t you sleep with your aunt last night? How come you ended up in Grandma’s room again?”

Little Yu Ang hesitated, then his eyes darted around, adorably sidestepping the question, “Uncle, I overheard Mom talking on the phone the day before yesterday; she wants to find you a girlfriend. Grandma said if you don’t settle down with the blue-eyed lady before New Year’s, she’s going to make you go on blind dates.”

“Ha!”

Yu Ci sneered, pointing a finger at the little guy, “You definitely were up to no good last night; I’m going upstairs to ask your aunt about it.”

Little Yu Ang: …

Why like this? He had even changed the subject.

Uncle is too mean!

He glared at him huffily and then charged over to hug his leg, “Carry me upstairs, I want to find Auntie.”

“Hiss! Are you asking for a spanking?”

“Auntie… Auntie… It’s time to eat!”

Seeing that he wasn’t going to achieve his aim, Little Yu Ang shouted at the top of his lungs, causing Chenyan and Jiang Yan to leave the kitchen, thinking something had happened.

Chenyan went over, scooped her grandson from Yu Ci’s grasp into her arms, and gave him a look, “What did you do to upset him now?”

When Little Yu Ang was not yet one year old, Yu Ci used to like pinching his face until he cried. When he got older, he didn’t pinch anymore; instead, he teased him until he screamed and hollered.

“Strike first to gain the upper hand?”

Yu Ci looked at his little nephew and huffed, turning his head to ask Jiang Yan, “What did he do last night?”

Since the little rascal had never wet the bed before, Yu Ci didn’t think about that possibility.

“Because I always kick off my covers, and aunt gets impatient tucking me in, she sent me over to grandma’s place, right Uncle?”

Before Jiang Yan could answer, Little Yu Ang, with his milky voice, hurriedly explained, his eyes pleading just like Mu Jiawen’s dark orbs.

Jiang Yan chuckled and nodded his head, “Yes, kicking off the covers, rolling all over the bed, so we simply dumped him downstairs.”

Hearing Jiang Yan say this, Yu Ang immediately turned around and tilted his little chin at Yu Ci with a look of pride, as if he had pulled off a sneaky plan.

Not wanting to deal with the little brat any longer, she turned around to go upstairs and change clothes.

In light of last night’s heroic act, that evening Yu Ang obediently returned to his own home.

When Yu Heng saw him back, he raised an eyebrow, “Didn’t you say you were going to stay at grandma’s house until New Year’s? How come you’re back after just one day?”

Yu Ang glanced at his dad and muttered softly, “Leaving your own kid for someone else to look after, you must feel pretty good about that.”

Yu Heng: …

He said, irritated, “Are you going to Jade City or not? Your grandpa said he’s coming to pick you up.”

Yu Ang’s eyes darted around, sensing this might be a good idea. If he left for a few days, by the time he returned, who would remember that he’d wet the bed?

Mom once said that the human brain has the ability to forget, so it’s normal to occasionally forget things she promised him.

Therefore, two days later, when Mu Jiawen came looking for her little nephew again, she was informed that he had been taken back to Jade City.

“He was supposed to call you before he left, but this kid was adamant about not doing so, saying he’d give you a surprise when he came back.”

Hearing what her sister-in-law said, Mu Jiawen pouted; the cheeky kid was really too proud. To avoid the embarrassment of his bed-wetting being revealed, he simply escaped to Jade City.

Alright then, she had nothing to do today and had planned to take him to see Qi Lihong’s twins.

Since he’s not here, she’ll just have to go by herself.

Because it was a natural birth, Qi Lihong was discharged from the hospital after just three days.

Liu Wenhui had bought an old and shabby house previously, which has now been demolished and compensated. Since both of them worked in this area, they simply bought a three-bedroom, two-living room second-hand apartment nearby.

He wanted to put the apartment in Qi Lihong’s name, but she refused.

One small apartment is enough for her; she didn’t want more. After all, legally speaking, they weren’t husband and wife yet.

When Mu Jiawen arrived at their door, she saw a middle-aged woman standing outside.

“Who are you looking for?”

Mu Jiawen walked up beside her, asking as she knocked three times on the door with a “bang, bang, bang.”

But the middle-aged woman just looked at her without speaking, then glanced at the door with a somewhat nervous expression.

“Jiawen is here, come on in…”

Before Liu Wenhui could finish his sentence, he stopped, shocked, as he gaped at the middle-aged woman standing off to the side, looking slightly uneasy, and exclaimed in surprise, “Mom?”

Mom?

On hearing this, Mu Jiawen glanced at the middle-aged woman beside her, then turned her head and walked past Liu Wenhui into the house without emotion.

She didn’t greet the woman further, feeling it unnecessary. She was Qi Lihong’s friend, but if they didn’t even acknowledge Qi Lihong, then what was she to them?

Liu Wenhui’s father had hired two caregivers for two months, one specifically for the children, and one to cook meals for the postpartum period.

And Liu’s father went to the market every day, beaming with joy, to buy meat and vegetables.

Close to the end of the year, there was a lot to do at the factory, but since his grandchildren had just been born and were still so frail, he was a little worried and decided to wait until the little ones were a bit stronger before returning.

Anyway, with the deputy general manager there, anything important could be discussed over the phone, and nothing too serious would happen.

Of course, no matter how serious, it wasn’t as important as his grandchildren.