Chapter 321: Weaning

Wang Xintong smiled faintly: "Food and beauties, neither can attract Brother Ling Feng."

Ling Feng explained: "Not really, it's just that I'm used to checking my phone when I wake up, so I just keep scrolling."

This time, Wang Xintong gave a bitter smile.

She picked up a custard bun for Ling Feng, served him a bowl of porridge, and said: "You stayed in Fengcheng for a long time before, right? You should like the food there."

Ling Feng asked: "How did you know?"

"Your mom and my mom told me." Wang Xintong didn't mention that she had inquired about many things regarding him in the past.

Ling Feng said: "So that's how it is. But I haven't been in Fengcheng for a long time either. A person's eating habits still depend on their first ten-plus years; whatever you liked to eat as a child, you'll like to eat when you grow up."

"Then what does Brother Ling Feng like to eat?" Wang Xintong asked.

Ling Feng thought for a moment and said: "Beishi is a particularly inclusive city. You can eat food from all over the country here. When I was a child, I liked to forage in the streets and alleys. Later, when I went abroad, I got used to eating foreign food too, so overall, I'm not a picky eater."

Wang Xintong said: "Then I'm relieved. I'm just worried about eating with someone who is a picky eater—not eating this, not eating that. The most frustrating thing is when they don't order, and then after someone else orders, they find they aren't used to eating it."

Ling Feng laughed: "That kind of person is indeed annoying."

"Isn't that the truth," Wang Xintong said, biting into a shrimp bun.

Ling Feng watched Wang Xintong eat. She liked to put a whole bun in her mouth at once. With the food held in her mouth, her cheeks puffed out, looking like a cute little goldfish.

Ling Feng had never been able to figure Wang Xintong out before.

In his impression, she was very complex—one moment bewitching, one moment pure, one moment sexy. He had always thought their family had many daughters, only to find out there was only one. He even suspected whether Wang Xintong had schizophrenia.

Even now, Ling Feng still couldn't figure it out.

However, after spending time together recently, he felt she was quite cute, like a little sister next door.

He had always had a principle: a rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its own burrow.

Therefore, he couldn't bring himself to make a move on the little sister next door.

"Brother Ling Feng, what are you thinking about?" Seeing Ling Feng dazed, Wang Xintong couldn't help but wave her hand in front of him.

"Nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, my mind is a bit hazy."

Wang Xintong said bluntly: "I don't think so. Your snoring was earth-shattering last night; it kept me from sleeping in the second half of the night."

Ling Feng: "..."

Wang Xintong blinked again: "But, I don't mind."

Bai Shuruo still decided to give up breastfeeding.

Mainly because after that scare in Yika, once the milk supply stopped, it wouldn't come back, and even spending money to hire the best lactation consultant couldn't bring it back.

Han Yangting told her not to have any psychological burden; if it couldn't be brought back, feeding formula was the same.

On the first day Xiaohuang drank formula, his whole being was in resistance.

What the hell is a baby bottle? Take it away.

After much effort to coax him into sucking for a while, he would look for Bai Shuruo again, trying hard to burrow into her arms. When he couldn't get any milk, he would cry loudly. His tears always came in strings, looking especially pitiful.

Bai Shuruo felt extremely heartbroken.

She tried rubbing peppermint oil on her nipples, but it ended up stinging Xiaohuang's mouth.

Seeing this, Han Yangting couldn't stand it either.

He felt that out of sight was out of mind, so he simply booked plane tickets to have a two-person world with Bai Shuruo.

Bai Shuruo had a shadow over foreign countries, so they traveled domestically.

They went to Dali again.

In the past, they had tacitly avoided talking about Dali because that period of time had been difficult, and no one wanted to bring it up.

Han Yangting said that if they wanted to desensitize, they still had to go to Dali.

They booked a hotel by Erhai, and the couple set off.

At first, Bai Shuruo was very worried about Xiaohuang. Having brought him up for so long, now that they had to separate suddenly, she just felt a gnawing sensation in her heart, as if something was missing by her side, leaving her feeling empty.

However, when they arrived at the hotel and saw the little shark on the large screen inside the hotel, she suddenly became cheerful again.

Back when she ran a guesthouse in Dali, she was very poor and hadn't properly enjoyed Dali. To her, Dali was beautiful, but she had to make a living and didn't have time to appreciate it in detail. Although she had introduced the beauty of Dali to tourists staying there countless times, it was all just lip service.

This time, she and Han Yangting sat by the hotel terrace, with flower cakes, various snacks, and red wine on the table.

The sunlight was intense, spilling onto them with a hot sensation, but the wind was strong, so it just felt passionate and bright, and her mood was suddenly different from before.

Now, all thoughts of breastfeeding and the baby's crying were completely thrown to the back of Bai Shuruo's mind.

Han Yangting walked over, hugged his wife from behind, and buried his head in her neck.

"Do you like it here?" he asked.

"I do," Bai Shuruo said.

"Do you think it's more beautiful here, or am I more beautiful?"

Bai Shuruo looked at him and smiled: "Of course the scenery is beautiful. As long as this place doesn't suffer from natural disasters, Dali can remain beautiful for hundreds of thousands of years."

Seeing Han Yangting's brows furrow, she added: "However, a beauty that lasts for a moment is even more unforgettable."

Han Yangting held her: "My Ruoruo really knows how to talk."

After hugging for a long time, Han Yangting asked her again: "Do you want to go cycling?"

"I do."

"Let's go!"

The two rented a tandem bicycle.

After riding for a while, Han Yangting asked: "Why aren't you putting in any effort? I feel like I'm the only one pedaling."

Bai Shuruo feigned ignorance: "Is that so? I feel like I'm pedaling. Look, my feet are moving too."

"That's the pedal carrying you along, okay?" Han Yangting regretted it; he should have rented two bicycles instead of this tandem one.

Who told him to always want to stick together with her.

However, Han Yangting had plenty of stamina, and since he was the one taking her, naturally, wherever he wanted to go was where they would go.

Han Yangting took her away from Erhai, rode for nearly 20 kilometers, rode for an entire afternoon, and arrived at an alley near the ancient city.

Bai Shuruo had originally thought he wanted to go to the ancient city, but as it turned out, he rode to the street where she used to run her guesthouse.

Bai Shuruo couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come here?"

Han Yangting rested his foot on the ground: "Don't you want to come back and take a look?"

"I..." Bai Shuruo felt there was nothing worth looking at.

However, her footsteps couldn't help but walk inside.

Having lived here for so long, some places felt just like home to her.

Especially since the proprietress of the inn ahead still remembered her; as soon as she saw her, she asked, "Eh, aren't you the proprietress of that guesthouse from before? It's you, right?"

Bai Shuruo nodded.

"Oh my, you've changed so much, I almost couldn't recognize you." Seeing Han Yangting, she added, "Your husband has changed too; his looks haven't, but his attire is quite posh now."

Bai Shuruo: "..."

She had mistaken Han Yangting for Meng Ze.