I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 3 - 2: Song Yuanhuan Returns Home

Xu Xiuxiu did not sleep soundly that night, and as soon as dawn broke, the chirping of birds outside awakened her.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Xu Xiuxiu saw the little one in her arms staring quietly at her with his pair of dark, luminous eyes. When he saw her open her eyes, he immediately flashed a row of white teeth and smiled radiantly.

"Son, good morning," Xu Xiuxiu said with a smile as she hugged him tightly and gently stroked his forehead with her hand until she felt his normal temperature, then she contently kissed his cheek.

"Momma..." Little Cheng Guang seemed equally excited about Xu Xiuxiu's affection, displaying his white teeth and flailing his limbs with evident joy, clearly in high spirits.

"Mhm! Such a good boy," Xu Xiuxiu responded, her heart melting at the milky call. She immediately picked a newly grown, transparent fruit from within the space.

To be honest, Xu Xiuxiu's ability to so quickly accept her reincarnation from the modern era to the 1980s was not due to her remarkably strong will. It was because the Xu Xiuxiu from before the reincarnation already possessed a life different from ordinary people.

On her eighteenth birthday, her parents, who were on a business trip out of town, planned to rush home to celebrate her coming of age. However, they died in a plane crash, and when she learned the news, she felt as if her entire world had collapsed. She cried until she fainted several times. After one particular fainting spell when she woke up, Xu Xiuxiu discovered that the Lotus Bracelet her mother had left her had transformed into a space. Although it was only ten square meters in size, it contained a tiny living spring with a pink lotus flower that bloomed all year round. In the center of the flower was a transparent, seedless fruit that, when plucked, would regrow the next day. The fruit had significant effects on strengthening the body, nourishing the complexion, and beautifying the skin, and the living spring water that nurtured the lotus was extremely beneficial to one's health—not only was it sweet-tasting, but it also had life-extending properties!

Yesterday, the water she used to boil medicine for little Cheng Guang was from that living spring.

"Baby, does it taste good?" Watching the little one grab the fruit and gnaw at it with a face covered in juice, Xu Xiuxiu helplessly took a handkerchief, which she had used as a makeshift bib the day before, to wipe the corners of his mouth.

The little guy seemed to really like the taste of the fruit, and after finishing it, he followed her with his beautiful eyes, spinning around. "There won't be any more today!" Xu Xiuxiu said as she gently tickled his cute little nose and stretched out her arms to pick him up and leave the house.

Outside the house, Song Yuanhuan had already woken up and was chopping wood in the yard, bare-chested.

"You rest for a while and watch little Cheng Guang. I'm going to prepare breakfast," Xu Xiuxiu said as she approached Song Yuanhuan with the intention of handing over little Cheng Guang to him.

"I just rolled some noodles and left them on the stove. You can just boil them with some greens," Song Yuanhuan said as he put down his axe and took Cheng Guang from her. While weighing the little guy in his arms, he noted that after several months, the child didn't seem to have gained any weight—a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Cheng Guang, however, thought Song Yuanhuan was playing with him. So excited from his mother's gentle treatment in the morning, he bounced excitedly in Yuanhuan's arms, all the while smiling goofily at Xu Xiuxiu.

Xu Xiuxiu understood the implied meaning in Song Yuanhuan's words. After a helpless glance at the oblivious little one, she silently turned and entered the kitchen.

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The original owner had not treated the little guy well, subjecting him to intermittent feedings that left him all skin and bones, and she felt very sad about this. However, having Yuanhuan so plainly point it out still made her feel a bit guilty. After all, she was now Xu Xiuxiu!

Xiuxiu was rather helpless with the big stove. In her modern life, she was a traditional Southern girl and had never imagined she would be reborn in a Northern rural village of the 1980s, where the diet was mostly based on wheat products. Fortunately, she had the memories of the original owner; otherwise, she genuinely worried that any drastic changes might be noticed.

After much effort, Xiuxiu finally got the fire started in the big stove and smoothly began boiling the noodles. At the same time, she even found time to dig out the last two eggs from the house, planning to make a delicious egg custard for little Chen Guang's breakfast.

The noodles with greens were ready in no time, and when Xiuxiu came out of the kitchen with a small bowl of noodles, Song Chengguang had already set up the table and stools in the courtyard while holding the child.

"Let me take the child!" Seeing Yuanhuan holding the child with stiff movements, although he seemed quite reliable, Xiuxiu still felt a bit uneasy.

Yuanhuan had just sat down with the little one when he heard Xiuxiu's suggestion. He gently lifted his eyelids and nodded, "Mhm." He subtly handed little Chen Guang over to Xiuxiu.

"You should eat quickly, or the noodles will get mushy. I'll feed Chen Guang," Xiuxiu said. The egg custard she had made while boiling the noodles was still steaming hot!

"Mhm," Yuanhuan nodded, but he felt something was amiss, so he immediately spoke again, "I'll eat quickly and then take over."

"Okay!" Xiuxiu agreed, then started feeding little Chen Guang the egg custard one spoonful at a time.

The little one had a good appetite, obediently swallowing everything Xiuxiu fed him. With each bite, he would also smile at Xiuxiu, his adorable look instantly made her uncontrollably peck him on the cheek.

Yuanhuan paused in his noodle-slurping, lifting his gaze towards Xiuxiu. For a moment, he had the illusion that she had changed somehow since his return—her appearance seemed prettier, her demeanor less like that of a married village woman, and her skin was paler than before. Now, under the sun, her entire being appeared so tender and pale, just like a peeled hard-boiled egg, kindling in him a desire to rush over and peck her like she did their son.

But in the end, he made no move, only staring at her with those dark eyes for a long while, causing her to feel shy.

Xiuxiu could vaguely guess the reason for Yuanhuan's surprise, and her cheeks flushed crimson as she lowered her gaze to cover her unease, "Are you done eating? When you are, you can feed him!" Without hesitation, she pushed the little one into his arms and then took her small bowl of noodles, bowing her head and eating voraciously.

Yuanhuan looked down at the son in his arms who was flailing his hands, desperately wanting to return to the soft and fragrant embrace of his mother. Unfortunately, the arms confining him were too strong, and the little boy's feeble limbs couldn't escape, "Mama..." His little face turned towards Xiuxiu's direction, wrinkling in plaintive protest.

Clearly, Yuanhuan was being rejected.

"Sit still, be good." Seeing his son reaching out for his mother, Yuanhuan unhappily tapped the little one's bottom, then scooped a small spoonful of egg custard to his lips.

With a frown on his little face, the boy looked at Xiuxiu and then at the egg custard in front of him. He bowed his head and swallowed with an 'aw' sound, his mouth moving as if venting frustration—if he hadn't been malnourished and skinny, that adorable expression would surely melt a lot of hearts.

After breakfast, Xiuxiu efficiently cleared the dishes and prepared to leave with Yuanhuan to visit the in-laws over the wall.