Dressed up as a Real Mom

Chapter 12: Darkness

When she walked to the riverside, seeing the grass beads grow well, He Xiaoyun picked up a handful, when she was free, she could string two bracelets to play with.

"Mom, I don't want Yanyan to be my wife." The child who had been silent suddenly said.

After hearing this, He Xiaoyun almost fell into the river and supported herself hurriedly. She looked back at Wei Yuanhang's serious expression, she felt funny: "You really dare to think about it. Aunty was just teasing you and you just take it seriously? Yanyan doesn't want you yet."

Without waiting for the child to speak, she asked again: "You tell me, why don't you want Yanyan to be your wife?"

Wei Yuanhang frowned, "Because I will sleep on the floor and let her sleep in the bed."

He Xiaoyun didn't understand at first, it took a while for her to figure out that it was about the current state of her and Wei Jianwei, which made the little kid think that after getting married, he would give up the bed. The wife comfortably sleeps but he can only sleep on the ground.

She was a little bit dumbfounded. She wanted to say a few words to fool him. She was worried that the child would continue to misunderstand. She's also afraid that someone would ask the child one day and let people know that she and Wei Jianwei had been sleeping in separate beds, there were going to be a lot of rumors.

She thought for a while then she squatted down, and looked at the child, "You don't have to give her the bed. After you get married, you two will sleep together. Your father slept on the ground because our bed was too small and he was afraid of turning over and overwhelming you. When you grow up a little bit later, you will sleep with your own bed, your dad can sleep on the bed then."

"Does Dad want to sleep in my place?" Wei Yuanhang asked with wide eyes.

"It's not your place, it's where you sleep for now, and it's your Dad's in the future."

"I don't want it!" The kid rushed to hug his mother, "I don't want to separate from my mother, father can continue to sleep on the floor!"

"Uh..." He Xiaoyun drily laughed. She thought that the chubby kid loved his father who was sleeping on the floor, but then it turned out he was only worried about whether his site would be robbed. It seems that the father and son can also be a plastic relationship.

They wandered around before returning home to help cook lunch. Suddenly there was the sound of firecrackers outside, it seemed that there were still many people talking.

Feng Qiuyue walked to the door to take a look, "It's the Dongtou side, is there anyone having a wedding?"

Wang Chunhua thought for a while, "Your aunt Zhang mentioned a while ago that it was the fool who got married."

Feng Qiuyue and He Xiaoyun let out a cry and stopped asking.

After listening to Aunt Zhang that day, the two of them had chatted privately, and both of them didn't agree with letting the fools have children.

He Xiaoyun used to live in an era that emphasized prenatal and postnatal care. Although some people believed that having children is everyone's right and that even fools should not be deprived of them, most people are more rational. It is a matter of decades. If the child born is also suffering from the disease, who is responsible for his life?

Feng Qiuyue is about to be a mother. She hopes to give the best to her children, so when she thinks of what a fool's child will face in the future, she felt a little pity.

But the fool's mother did this because of her love for her child, and she was afraid that she would die and no one would care about her son. So in this matter, it's impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong.

Unlike the complicated feelings of adults, children only need to have fun.

As soon as the firecrackers rang, Wei Jianhua took Wei Yuanhang to see the bride. He did not come back until the dinner was about to start. Everyone was holding a handful of peanuts and melon seeds.

"I'm going to eat, don't eat those messy things outside. You're already so big, don't do something bad and led Xiaoyuan to learn to do this kind of thing every day." Wang Chunhua inevitably has scolded Wei Jianhua again. But looking at the way he was still smiling, he obviously didn't listen.

Aunt Zhang came to the house in the afternoon and she talked about the fool's marriage.

"I went to see the bustle. The bride looks good, you can't see anything from her appearance, but her brain is definitely abnormal."

Wang Chunhua said, "The silly A Bao is actually quite energetic. If both of them are good, they will match well."

A Bao is the name of the fool at the east end of the village. Aunt Zhang and Wang Chunhua said it was a pity. There is no entertainment at night in the countryside. After dark, everyone washes up and returns to their bedroom early.

What He Xiaoyun said to Wei Yuanhang by the river in the morning was already forgotten in her mind. She thought the little kid had also left it behind when she saw the child playing passionately.

That night, Wei Yuanhang didn't go to Wei Jianwei to play as usual. Instead, he climbed up to bed to play with building blocks. After playing for a while, he had look at his father. It looked like an evil dragon guarding its gold coins.

Wei Jianwei noticed it and glanced at him.

The more Wei Jianwei stare, the more vigilant the chubby kid became. Later he forced He Xiaoyun to the bed and sat in her arms. With her mother and bed beside him, he turned to Wei Jianwei and said, "Dad has his own bed, don't grab me of this."

Wei Jianwei was a little confused when he heard this sentence. He asked He Xiaoyun, "What did he say?"

He Xiaoyun shook her head innocently. There were only two people in the room who knew everything that had happened, it was hard to tell Wei Jianwei what happened in the morning. The kid couldn't explain it, so she just pretended not to know.

Wei Yuanhang was also afraid of what he said and hurriedly denied it: "I didn't say anything, my mother also didn't say anything. I didn't say anything, right, mother?"

His performance was a lively interpretation of what is called "There are no three hundred silver taels here". He Xiaoyun smiled and nodded in cooperation, "Yes, we didn't say anything. It's your father who thinks too much."

The child was then relieved. After a while, he fell asleep. He Xiaoyun lay down for a while and suddenly...she wanted to go to the toilet.

The dishes in the evening were a bit salty. She drank more water and would go to the toilet before going to bed. But today, Wei Yuanhang kept watching and refused to let her go so she failed.

She originally wanted to endure it but in the end, she couldn't. Under her endurance, she felt the need to go more and more. In desperation, she sat up.

The light in the room was already gone. Wei Jianwei's figure didn't move, he probably fell asleep. Not wanting to wake them up, He Xiaoyun didn't turn on the light but waited for her eyes to adjust to the dimness and then fumbled to stand up.

The furniture in the room was placed against the wall, only Wei Jianwei's floor was placed in the middle. She walked slowly along the wall and finally came to the door of the room. She ran out to the bathroom to relieve herself before running back again.

The night outside was slightly brighter than the inside of the house. She just came in from the outside and the darkness in front of her was darker than before, she couldn't adjust and see anything.

He Xiaoyun had to rely on her memory to tentatively move forward in the dark. Turn right first, one step, two steps, three steps... Go to the wall, then turn left, one step, two steps, three steps...It should be fine. He Xiaoyun left the wall and walked in the direction where she thought was the bed.

One step, two steps, three--

"Puff--!"

She fell headlong into Wei Jianwei's bed.