The old lady returned to her room to rest. The third aunt and uncle did not go back either and stayed overnight at their son’s place. Zhan Yin and his wife took the three sleeping children back home with their parents, while Su Meng still refused to go home.
In the evening, Su Nan came over wanting to take her son back. The little fellow was having so much fun here that he refused to leave. He said that at home only his second brother would keep him company. It was not fun enough and not lively.
As long as the cousins were younger than him and not as fun as Baby, he and Baby were only a month apart. They were basically the same age and size.
Zhan Yi Chen and his wife also took their son back to their own home.
On the way, Zhan Yi Chen asked his wife, “Wife, what do you think of Miss Zeng?”
“She is pretty good.”
Ning Yun Chu held their son in her arms in the back seat while Zhan Yi Chen drove.
She leaned back against the seat, closed her eyes, and said to her husband, “I will rest my eyes a bit. Wake me when we get home.”
“Alright, sleep.”
“No matter what Miss Zeng is like, as long as Old Eighth likes her, that is fine. Besides, Miss Zeng is indeed not bad. She matches Old Eighth very well. She has a cheerful and blessed appearance. Just looking at her can make people feel calm and peaceful.”
“A girl with such looks will not turn out badly. You do not need to worry about Old Eighth.”
Zhan Yi Chen said, “I am not really worried about anything. As long as you all can get along well with Miss Zeng, that is enough.”
Ning Yun Chu said, “We sisters-in-law all have a generous heart. There is no need to worry about these things. Besides, we do not usually live together. We only return to the old residence for a few days during New Year or holidays.”
“Everyone is busy enjoying the lively atmosphere and gossiping. Who has time to pick fights or glare at each other?”
Zhan Yi Chen laughed. “You all like gossiping that much?”
“Haven’t you heard? Three women make a street. Once Old Eighth gets married, the nine of us sisters-in-law can form three streets. What gossip could we not talk about?”
“… You should sleep for a while.”
Zhan Yi Chen smiled and let his beloved wife rest.
He focused on driving.
When they got home, the mother and son in the back seat were sleeping soundly.
Zhan Yi Chen drove the car right up to the main house entrance. It was close enough for him to carry his wife out easily.
After parking, he got out first. He carefully lifted his soundly sleeping son from Yun Chu’s arms and placed him on the adjacent car seat. Then he gently carried the sleeping Yun Chu out of the car and into the house.
Parents were true love. Le Le was just an accident.
Le Le lay alone against the car seat, sleeping like a little pig, completely unaware that his dad, who always claimed to love him the most, had set him aside to carry Mummy inside first.
After a good while, Zhan Yi Chen came back out. He leaned into the car, lifted the sleeping little pig out, and gently pinched his son’s cheeks twice. “Sleeping so deeply. Not even a pinch wakes you.”
He had played too wildly during the day and had not napped long enough. The little fellow did not have that much stamina. Once he fell asleep, it was very deep.
Forget about Dad just lightly pinching him twice. Even if the pinch was harder, he would keep sleeping.
Right now, even thunder would not wake him.
Zhan Yi Chen carried his son upstairs to the children’s room, placed him on the bed, took off his shoes, tucked him in with the blanket, and only then stood up and left the children’s room.
The children had all clamoured to meet the Duke of Zhou early, so they had already bathed at their eighth uncle’s house.
Bringing them home meant no need for another bath. They could sleep until they naturally woke up tomorrow.
Tomorrow was Sunday. They could have another full day of happy play.
