Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 414 Silly Son

Zhiyuan didn't believe that Gu's father and mother would do such a thing.

They've been so good to him, and he felt that just thinking about it already made him feel bad for Gu's parents. But those people's mouths are so annoying! They keep talking and talking, saying things like that to a child. Do they feel happy when they see a child sad?

If Gu's parents have a younger brother or sister, he will love them just as much as they love him.

Gu Juncheng and Lin Qingping exchanged a glance.

"Who told you we were having a younger brother or sister?" Lin Qingping felt uneasy. This house wasn't soundproof, was it? Could the child have heard her and Gu Juncheng talking so quietly at night?

From now on, I really need to be careful...

Thinking to herself, she glared at Gu Juncheng, thinking, "It's all his fault!"

Gu Juncheng's face flushed, and he lowered his head to continue working.

Zhiyuan had no idea about his parents' complicated thoughts. He just opened his eyes wide and asked, "You're married, so doesn't that mean you're going to have a baby?"

Zhiyuan doesn't understand the adult world. He only knows that if you get married, you will have children. His father and mother got married and then divorced, so they naturally didn't have time to have children. Now that they've remarried, they must have children, right?

Lin Qingping hadn't expected the answer to be so simple. She smiled and said, "Oh, I see..." feeling secretly embarrassed.

Zhiyuan frowned suspiciously. "Mom, is there a problem?"

"No, no," Lin Qingping hurriedly said. "However, the matter of having a baby depends on fate; it's not something you can just decide when to have one."

She never worried about Zhiyuan's relationship with the child. Zhiyuan was such a warm and kind person...

"Oh, I see..." Zhiyuan thought, why is this so difficult? But it's okay, if we come late, he'll be a little older and stronger, and he can carry his younger brother or sister on his back. "Dad, Mom, do you want a younger brother or a younger sister?"

Lin Qingping smiled and asked him in return, "What about you? Do you want a younger brother or a younger sister?"

He thought of wheat, and also of what his grandmother back home had once said: "When will Chengzi let me hold my grandson? The roots of the Gu family!"

If he didn't understand the meaning of the Gu family's "roots" before, he understood through the Xiaomai family's affairs that this "roots" referred to the boy.

He didn't care whether his mother had a younger brother or a younger sister. But if she had a younger sister, would his grandmother be unhappy? Would she, like Grandma Xiaomai, try to persuade his father to abandon both his mother and sister?

He just wanted to hear Gu's father's answer, "Gu's father, what about you?"

Gu Juncheng put all the cleaned seafood into a basin and said with great certainty, "Of course it's my sister."

Zhiyuan was somewhat surprised, "Why?"

He knew that his father was not Xiaomai's father, but was he really that sure?

Gu Juncheng dried his hands and gave him a shove on the head. "Because, you see, I already have a mentally challenged son!"

Zhiyuan's mouth dropped open, and he almost blurted out, "Where is he?" But just as he was about to ask, he suddenly realized that this "silly son" was himself...

He stood there for a long time before letting out a soft hum and muttering, "I'm not stupid." The scallions in front of him, however, were blurred into a hazy green.

"You silly boy, aren't you silly? You've almost finished picking all these scallions." Gu Juncheng's voice rang out again.

Zhiyuan blinked, and his vision cleared again. It turned out that when he picked the scallions, he had torn off the tender green parts and thrown them in the trash can.

He chuckled, but a tear fell and landed on the back of his hand.

He quickly turned his hand over and wiped it clean.

Lin Qingping worked quickly, steaming a pot of seafood in one go, then making a dipping sauce, which made one dish. The baby abalone was tender and fresh, so it couldn't be stir-fried for too long, or it wouldn't taste good. She added some water spinach with shrimp paste, and in less than half an hour, the meal was on the table.

Zhiyuan ate with gusto, exclaiming, "Mom, this is so delicious! It's much better than what Chen Lei's family makes!"

"You've eaten at Chen Lei's house before?" Lin Qingping couldn't remember when she hadn't cooked for the little piglet.

Zhiyuan nodded, "Yes, I have! I went to Chen Lei's house during the Spring Festival. I had already eaten, but Aunt Lei invited me to stay for more."

"You eat someone else's food and then say it's not good? That's not right," Lin Qingping said.

"No, Mom, I didn't say that to anyone else. Besides, there aren't many people in this world who cook better than my mom, are there?"

"Keep bragging!" Lin Qingping tapped him. "By the way, I haven't asked you where this basket of seafood came from yet."

“I bought it from a fisherman,” Zhiyuan said without looking up.

"Where did you go? Did you even run into fishermen?" Lin Qingping frowned, fearing that Zhiyuan might wander off to an area he shouldn't be in.

“Chen Lei and I happened to run into the uncle who was going out to do shopping, so we went with him,” Zhiyuan said. “Mom, you know what? I suddenly feel like I’m so useless.”

"How is he useless?" Lin Qingping was not happy to hear this. Her ambition was probably very heartwarming.

Zhiyuan sighed, "Mom, the fisherman Chen Lei and I met today was a kid, about our age. He was already out helping his parents sell fish, while all I know how to do is eat fish."

"How could that be? Haven't you helped me a lot?" Lin Qingping mentally prepared a draft, intending to have a proper discussion with Zhiyuan about this issue: it's good to learn from others' strengths, but one shouldn't underestimate oneself.

Zhiyuan said with great distress, "But I can't earn any money! The uncle who was in charge of purchasing the seafood today paid for it! Dad Gu, could you pay me back for me later?"

Gu Juncheng laughed, "You dared to go out shopping without a single penny on you?"

"I was just...going there to have fun, wasn't I?" Zhiyuan sighed again.

"Why are you sighing so much at such a young age?" Lin Qingping said. "If you really want to make money, then help me with the work. I'll give you a clear price list, like how much it costs to pick vegetables, how much it costs to wash dishes..."

Lin Qingping only remembered seeing such educational experiences in her previous life. She didn't know if they were good or bad, since she didn't have her own children. But since it was an experience, it must have some merit, so she figured it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.

"No way!" Zhiyuan shook his head vehemently. "Do I have to get paid for working for my own family? Earning money from my own people isn't making money! I have to go out and earn other people's money!"

Gu Juncheng laughed, "You've got a lot of ideas, kid."

Lin Qingping suddenly felt that today's family education needed a different theme: how to cultivate economic acumen from a young age without leading children astray.

Raising children is really difficult!

She really needs to think about this issue carefully and guide her.

The family chatted and finished their lunch, leaving not a single dish behind.

"Our refrigerator seems a bit redundant." Zhiyuan realized this problem; with his father taking care of him, there were basically no leftovers.

Lin Qingping laughed and said, "Of course! You'll soon find out if it's unnecessary or not! Gu Juncheng, I want something, do you know how to get it..."