Chapter 1527: Well Then, It's Better to Obey Than to Be Polite

Fu's mother turned around, beaming, and scooped up Da Fu: "My Da Fu is truly blessed—your meal's here. Grandma will carry you to find Mama."

But the moment she finished speaking, she realized she'd been too hasty. She glanced at her son, who was still standing there in a daze: "Yan Cheng, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and bring over the mixed water, wring out the towel, and let Chuxue wipe herself down...."

As a mother-in-law, she didn't quite have the nerve to say the last few words out loud.

But her son replied to her: "Let's feed the baby first. We'll wipe her down in a bit."

Clearly he hadn't understood his own mother's meaning.

Chuxue looked at his utterly serious expression and burst out laughing: "You dummy, hurry up and bring the water over. Oh, and mix it a little warmer."

Fu Yan Cheng was just about to say something when he saw his wife unbuttoning her clothes, and suddenly understood what she meant.

Only, an alluring image involuntarily flashed through his mind, and the tips of his ears instantly turned red.

Fu's mother grew a little impatient: "What are you dawdling about?"

Fu Yan Cheng quickly brought over the mixed water, wrung out the clean towel, and handed it to Chuxue, but turned his own face to one side.

Fu's mother, seeing her son like that, muttered inwardly: Acting so proper—what are you pretending for?

Chuxue carefully wiped down the children's "granary," then reached out to take the eldest: "Da Fu, good boy, come, Mama's got you."

Fu's mother was afraid she wouldn't know how to hold him and was about to teach her, but seeing that she was holding him quite well, the smile never left her face: "Not bad, your technique is pretty standard."

Chuxue laughed: "I learned from my sister and my mom ahead of time—standard is exactly right."

Fu Yan Cheng felt a bit embarrassed. Seeing his wife take Da Fu, he turned and walked to stand by the door.

Fu's mother looked up and didn't see her son. Turning around, she saw him standing ramrod straight facing the door, as if he were reflecting on his mistakes against the wall: "What are you standing there for?"

Chuxue happened to look over too, let out a snort of laughter, and casually chimed in: "Just like he's reflecting on his mistakes against the wall."

Fu's mother also laughed out loud: "We were thinking the exact same thing."

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law exchanged a glance and both burst out laughing.

Fu Yan Cheng turned to look at the two of them, a little helpless. But seeing his mother and his wife happy, he figured it was worth it if it could earn them a laugh.

Their laughter actually made him feel a little less awkward.

But Da Fu sucked for the longest time without getting any milk out. Frustrated, he kept grunting, then sucked harder again. But after all that effort he still couldn't get any milk, and he simply gave up.

With a "Wah!" he burst into tears.

Chuxue was so anxious that her forehead was starting to sweat: "Mom, what's going on?"

Fu's mother glanced at her son, then at her daughter-in-law, and said a little sheepishly: "I'm going to use the restroom. You two close the door and let Yan Cheng help out."

After saying that, she turned and headed toward the door.

Fu Yan Cheng raised his hand, about to ask "help with what," when he saw his mother ignore him completely and walk straight out of the hospital room.

He turned to look at Chuxue: "Wife, what does Mom mean—"

Seeing his wife's chest half-exposed, he suddenly understood what kind of "help" his mother meant, and his face instantly flushed crimson.

Chuxue, seeing him like that, gave him a coquettish scold: "Can't you see your son's so anxious he's crying? Go shut the door, quick."

With Fu's mother not in the hospital room, the young couple lost the awkwardness from before.

Fu Yan Cheng, though still a bit ill at ease, couldn't resist saying something cheeky: "Well then, it's better to obey than to be polite. Wife, I'm taking a bite now—you really are tempting."