I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 46 - 45: Song Chengguang is Picky with Food

Yuanhuan had just finished washing up and was standing at the bathroom door in his army green tank top when he saw Xiuxiu inside the house; his eyes sparkled, and the cold, puzzled look softened significantly.

"Wow! Mommy, Chenchen is scared." Song Chengguang awkwardly sprawled at Yuanhuan’s feet, the little guy had fallen to the ground and immediately started to cry with a pouty mouth.

Although Xiuxiu was a bit worried that Song Chengguang might have hurt himself somewhere, seeing the cute appearance of the little guy by Yuanhuan’s feet, she couldn’t help but burst into suppressed laughter.

Yuanhuan shifted his gaze from the smiling Xiuxiu and looked down at the sad little guy at his feet, bent down, picked him up, and said sternly, "No crying." He demanded seriously from Song Chengguang.

Song Chengguang actually wasn’t hurt badly; it was just the sudden opening of the bathroom door that had startled him. Instinctively, he wanted to seek help from his mom, but when Yuanhuan picked him up and threatened him not to cry, his pouting mouth gradually relaxed, and his tear-moistened eyes stared at the somewhat familiar man in front of him, "Daddy?" he called out with uncertainty in his voice.

"Mhmm." Yuanhuan took Song Chengguang’s questioning as an excited call and answered it while carrying him towards Xiuxiu, "Why did you have time to come back?" Yuanhuan was quite surprised and also in a great mood seeing the mother and son.

"Mhmm! The store’s been quiet lately, and since I was idle at home, I thought I’d come stay at the base for a couple of days." To prevent your son from not recognizing you after too long, the latter part Xiuxiu dared not say.

Upon letting go of Song Chengguang from his arms, Song Chengguang, now free, ran towards Xiuxiu and hugged her small leg, his eyes similar to Yuanhuan’s but warily staring at Yuanhuan.

"I’ll sleep in the communal dormitory tonight!" Yuanhuan said while looking at Xiuxiu, his gaze threatening as he glared at his own son who was wary of him; this little brat, it’s been just over a month since they’d seen each other and he had already started to be cautious around him, he’d definitely find a chance to give him a good beating.

Xiuxiu, listening to what Yuanhuan said, furrowed her brows and considered the size of the beds in the dormitory, she initially thought of suggesting maybe they could squeeze in anyway but then seeing Yuanhuan’s stern look waiting for her answer, she felt both amused and annoyed, "That’s probably for the best." Xiuxiu showed an expression that said if you don’t sleep in the communal dormitory, the three of us couldn’t possibly squeeze onto one bed anyway.

Upon receiving Xiuxiu’s confirmed answer, Yuanhuan’s face darkened, showing a clear emotional fluctuation and even gritted his cheeks audibly.

"Have you eaten yet?" Xiuxiu, as if not noticing Yuanhuan’s change in mood, asked him in a soft tone.

"..." Yuanhuan was silent for quite a while, "No," he replied, his tone barely hiding his disappointment.

"Then come and eat quickly!" Xiuxiu called Yuanhuan over and handed him the prepared bowl and chopsticks.

Yuanhuan stepped over to the small dining table, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Mommy, meaty." The kid seemed naturally sensitive to food; Song Chengguang, who to this day spoke in a babyish and unclear way, was always impeccably precise when it came to the word "meaty," much to Xiuxiu’s resignation.

"If you want ’meaty,’ you have to eat vegetables too; otherwise, if Chengguang gets fat like a little porker, Mommy won’t want you anymore," Xiuxiu said as she picked up a piece of sautéed meat for Song Chengguang and also grabbed two peas.

"Chubby Chenchen." Song Chengguang really hated vegetables. When he saw the little greens that his mom put in his bowl, his face turned green. Angrily grasping a little spoon, he intended to throw the vegetables out of his bowl.

Song Yuanhuan had been silent all along, initially feeling annoyed for being sent back to the dormitory by Xu Xiuxiu, but just when Xu Xiuxiu, who was happily chatting with her son at the table, suddenly exploded.

"Song Chengguang, eat your vegetables," Xu Xiuxiu darkened her face and once again started giving Song Chengguang a stern look.

After the scare yesterday, Xu Xiuxiu had told herself that she could not be harsh on Song Chengguang anymore, and she had promised him that she wouldn’t scold him. But now the little guy was being picky. The obedient baby who used to eat anything she fed him had disappeared, evolving into a picky little devil.

She could never have imagined that Song Chengguang would become a bear child, making his parents’ heads ache overnight. She finally began to understand the mindset of 21st-century parents who spoiled their children but were helpless in handling their mischievous kids. But she had no plans to compromise.

"No, no." Song Chengguang pouted his lips enough to hang an oil bottle, his small eyes looking at Xu Xiuxiu filled with defiant protest. His hand quietly moved the small spoon toward the edge of the table.

Seeing his little movements, Xu Xiuxiu deeply realized that if she didn’t stand firm today and indulged his pickiness, the little guy would become even more unbridled in the future.

"Smack." The gentleness completely disappeared from Xu Xiuxiu’s face, "Song Chengguang, you dare to throw the vegetables away." Just a tiny tot and already trying to be so clever. Not knowing whom he resembled, so cunning especially when it came to being picky, Xu Xiuxiu was speechless and choked up once again.

"Hmph." The little guy knew his sneaky actions had been discovered. Dissatisfied, he shifted his little spoon back towards the center of the bowl, his cheeks puffing up like little buns. However, he didn’t plan to eat the vegetables and seemed intent on using silence as his protest.

The atmosphere at the dining table instantly started to become cool and solidify.

Song Yuanhuan originally didn’t plan to intervene in this mother-son issue, but seeing Song Chengguang stubbornly sulking, and with tears welling up in the little guy’s eyes, falling drip by drip into his small rice bowl, looking pitifully dejected, it was clear Xu Xiuxiu had no intention of compromising even though she felt heartache seeing Song Chengguang’s expression.

"Come son, let dad help you eat." Song Yuanhuan reached out with chopsticks to pick the vegetables from his son’s spoon. He himself was a meat eater, having little interest in vegetables. If not for the military’s requirements of not wasting food, he rarely ate vegetables willingly. Now, although he had barely gotten used to eating vegetables, he still didn’t enjoy them, so he deeply understood his son’s protest.

Eating vegetables is nearly like taking bitter medicine!

Seeing Song Yuanhuan step up to be the good guy, Xu Xiuxiu, feeling inwardly displeased, glared at him. Song Yuanhuan, sensing that threatening look, pretended not to see and lowered his head to swallow two pieces of greens.

Witnessing this, Song Chengguang’s conflicted expression was just about to ease when Xu Xiuxiu picked up her chopsticks and clipped three pieces of vegetables into his bowl.

Song Yuanhuan, seeing the vegetables Xu Xiuxiu clipped, and then looking at his son staring at the vegetables in his bowl as if looking at a demon, felt bad inside, realizing his good intentions had backfired. Sure enough, the next moment, Song Chengguang’s emotions burst out.

"Wow! Mommy is bad, Chenchen doesn’t want mommy." The little guy cried out, throwing his small spoon onto the dining table. Shifting his little bottom off the stool, he quickly moved his short legs, clad in shorts, and the expression as he headed toward the door was completely that of running away from home.

Seeing this, Xu Xiuxiu was immediately so angry that smoke practically billowed from her head.