Chapter 530: Planting Hidden Troubles 2

Shi Youxuan continued, "Do you know how many troublesome things there are with a small child every day?"

"You have to get up every few hours to feed them formula, change diapers, give them baths, play with them; you can't hold them all the time, but you can't not hold them either..."

Sweat began to bead on Shi Yucheng's forehead.

But Shi Youxuan continued, "... And this is all under normal circumstances. Small children inevitably get sick, and a minor ailment can make them cry and fuss until the adults have a breakdown. When that time comes, can you ensure you have the energy to take care of Moli?"

He said sullenly, "Hmph! You've said so much just to make me give up my grandson, right?"

Shi Youxuan: "It's not to make you give up. I'm just saying no one is more suitable to take care of Moli than Yixin. When you miss the child, call Yixin and have her bring him over to keep you company..."

"What do you mean?"

Shi Yucheng reacted quickly this time and immediately discovered there was more to Xuanxuan's words: "Are you trying to say I shouldn't go to Yixin's house to see the child... is it because she hasn't told Lady Jian that Moli was born to Yuke?"

Shi Youxuan admitted, "Yes."

Shi Yucheng fell into deep thought.

If his daughter had stated her intention the moment she walked in, Shi Yucheng would have rejected it immediately.

But the possibility of bringing Moli back had already been ruled out just now.

The child was indeed much better off with Jian Yixin than with him, whether now or in the future.

He was unable to raise him while he was small now; when Moli grew older, he would have even less ability to raise the child to adulthood!

And judging by the meaning in his second daughter's words, she was also very inclined toward Jian Yixin raising the child, and he couldn't bring himself to suggest that Shi Youxuan raise Moli.

But if Moli belonged to Jian Yixin from now on, would he still be able to recognize him as his grandfather when he grew up?

Shi Yucheng was in a dilemma and couldn't make up his mind.

Shi Youxuan knew her father's thoughts and took the initiative to say, "Dad, you're overthinking it. Yixin has no intention of monopolizing the child. Shi Moli will always have the surname Shi and will always be your grandson. She just wants you to keep it a secret from Lady Jian and not tell her about this matter, just to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Shi Yucheng:...

He was half-believing and half-doubting; he didn't trust it.

Shi Youxuan then made a video call to Jian Yixin, and the two of them said the same thing; only then did Shi Yucheng feel at ease and agree.

The autumn air was crisp and the sky was clear for ten thousand miles.

Sheng Hanyu's whole family was preparing to go out for an excursion.

Erbao was half a year old. Over the past six months, the whole family had barely been anywhere; they had just revolved around the child.

The weather had been good these past few days; the scorching heat had passed, it was neither cold nor hot, and there wasn't much wind—it was the perfect weather for an excursion!

Fang Jie and Shi Qi were busy back and forth, moving food, drinks, and supplies into the recreational vehicle.

No one needed to worry about Zichen's supplies; Wang Yinghao handled everything herself. She didn't trust anyone else to prepare her grandson's things, including Shi Youxuan!

On this point, Shi Youxuan did not argue.

It was fine not to be in charge; she was happy to be relaxed and free.

Once everything was prepared, Shi Youxuan and Wang Yinghao carried Erbao onto the recreational vehicle, accompanied by Erbao's personal nanny.

Sheng Hanyu took Shi Ran in his sports car, while Sheng Jiang sat in the stretched Lincoln—all by himself!

Fang Jie and Zhang Ma sat in the bodyguard car, and the whole family set off in a grand procession.

In fact, there were only six people in the family, and they could all fit perfectly in the recreational vehicle.

But Shi Ran had always had the idea of her father driving the sports car to take her out for a breeze; Sheng Hanyu had promised, but there had never been time, and today was the perfect opportunity.

Sheng Jiang had been oppressed for a lifetime, and having finally found a chance to "rebound," he wanted to seize every opportunity he could to show off!

Back when the old master was alive, he had always liked to drive the "Lincoln" out; it was very prestigious and especially flashy.

So Sheng Jiang had always had an obsession: he wanted to be like his father and be able to sit in a stretched Lincoln.

Later, he owned that car, but there were really few opportunities to drive it out.

Now that there was a chance, he definitely couldn't miss it.

It was just that he didn't stop to think: a stretched Lincoln might be flashy, but how long ago was that?

Nowadays, the wealthy and the elite don't even bother to ride in such outdated luxury cars to show their status.

However, since Sheng Jiang was willing, no one interfered; as long as he was happy, that was enough.

"Giggle..."

Along the way, Erbao couldn't see enough of the world.

For the first time, the little guy refused to let his grandmother hold him in her arms, instead leaning against the window glass, his two big eyes staring unblinkingly outside, his chubby little face full of wonder.

Shi Youxuan said to her mother-in-law, "Mom, look, after this excursion, his heart won't be able to be reined in anymore. Next time, it won't work if we don't take him out."

"All children are like this." The mother-in-law looked at her grandson with a smile; no matter how she looked at him, he was perfect.

He was leaning against the window glass, and someone had to support him from behind; not being able to stand was a minor issue, but the fear was that he might bump into something.

Although the car wasn't driving fast, it was still in motion, and it wasn't like being at home.

At first, Wang Yinghao supported Erbao, but she couldn't keep it up; before long, her arms and waist ached as if they were about to snap!

Then the person supporting the child was replaced by the nanny; the nanny was young and could hold on for a bit longer.

But Erbao held on even longer; the little guy fully demonstrated what endurance was at this moment!

A baby of only six months old actually maintained the same posture for half an hour without getting bored.

The nanny couldn't take it anymore either, so Shi Youxuan took the child over and forcibly moved him away from the window, letting him sit in her arms to look.

But Erbao didn't agree and protested with a "huff-huff"—the protest was ineffective.

Sheng Zichen pouted his little mouth, about to cry.

The mother-in-law immediately wanted to coax him, but seeing her daughter-in-law's firm face, she gave up.

The mother and daughter-in-law had a consensus—Erbao could only be loved, not spoiled; they couldn't let him have his way in everything, otherwise, he would be hard to manage when he grew up.

Seeing that this tactic didn't work, Erbao stopped crying.

"Why are you crying if it doesn't work? He's just small, not stupid."

Sitting in his mother's arms, the feeling was actually quite nice; it was soft and warm, and from this direction, he could also see the scenery outside.

The little guy chatted with his mother in Martian language that no one could understand: "Oh... @#￥￥%……*（￥……"

Shi Youxuan: "Speak human language, speak something I can understand."

Wang Yinghao:...

She defended Erbao: "How old is he? If you ask him to speak something you can understand right now, you'll scare him to death."

"Mama—" A clear "human word" popped out of Erbao's mouth, and everyone was stunned.

After being stunned for two or three seconds, Shi Youxuan was overjoyed: "What did you just call me? Say it again?"

"Oh, oh,... ***……%#@!" It was another string of Martian language.

Shi Youxuan was a little disappointed, feeling that she had misheard.

But her mother-in-law insisted: "Erbao just called you Mama, did you hear it? This child is speaking so early, oh my dear grandson..." She took her grandson from her daughter-in-law's arms.

Shi Youxuan felt that her mother-in-law was happy too soon; for a child this small, even if he could speak, it should be unconscious rather than conscious speech.

However, reality soon slapped her in the face.

Erbao was carried into his grandmother's arms and immediately waved his chubby little finger at the window: "Look—flower."

The air suddenly went quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Several people looked at each other, all with expressions of disbelief.

The first to break the silence was still Erbao; seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he got anxious and continued to point his chubby little finger at the window: "Grandma, look!"