Chapter 565

That night, I stayed at the hospital to accompany my wife, Huang Weiwei, and let Bureau Chief Chen Yazhi go home first.

Although Bureau Chief Chen Yazhi was reluctant to leave, she finally departed after our constant urging.

Having driven back from the provincial capital and waited at the hospital for Huang Weiwei to give birth, time had slipped away until the early hours of the morning. Because I had drunk my aunt's chicken soup, I didn't feel hungry, but waves of fatigue kept washing over me, making my eyelids fight each other so much that when I looked at Huang Weiwei, it seemed as if there were two people swaying before my eyes.

Suddenly having a son, yet there wasn't much surprise in my heart.

Ten years ago, when Jin Ling's child was said to be mine, I was not only terrified but panicked. I remember when Xi Meizhu first told me that her nephew's eyes looked like mine, my heart felt like it had been kicked by a bottle of five flavors.

From that day on, I believed in my heart that Jin Ling's child was my own, but in all my words and actions, I rejected this thought. Until I learned that a paternity test had been done on Jin Ling's child, confirming it wasn't my bloodline, the sense of loss I felt was even greater than when I hadn't been assigned a job.

The primary task of a person living in this world is to reproduce. Everything else—so-called morality and sentiment—is just bullshit. The most successful and greatest thing a person can do in this world is to continue the next generation. Anyone who uses other excuses to oppose the idea of human reproduction is a despicable villain and a hypocrite.

I leaned against the headboard, with my stomach resting against Huang Weiwei's head. A warm and romantic atmosphere flowed wantonly in the ward.

We hadn't seen each other for a long time, and I hadn't even given her a honeymoon. Yet, she had unhesitatingly continued life for me. A trace of guilt rose from the bottom of my heart. I stroked her soft hair and said sincerely, "Wife, thank you!"

Huang Weiwei smiled faintly. She reached back to wrap her arm around my waist, while her other hand crawled slowly on my leg. She said in a voice I could barely hear, "Husband, do you like it?"

I lowered my head and asked, "Like what?"

"Our son."

"Of course I do." I pressed my hand against her chest and said, "It's just that from now on, someone will be competing with me for you."

Huang Weiwei blushed and said, "Don't be improper. He's your son, how could he compete with you?"

I smiled lecherously, pressed down a bit harder with the hand on her chest, and said, "For example, this place won't be mine alone anymore."

"Pervert!" She laughed and pushed my hand away, then whispered, "Husband, if you really want to, you can touch it."

My heart stirred, and just as I was about to act, Huang Weiwei covered her chest and looked up to ask me seriously, "Husband, should we breastfeed our son, or let him drink formula?"

"Either is fine," I said, watching her gently heaving chest, my heart filled with peace.

I had absolutely no carnal desire right now. Lying in my arms was the greatest mother in the world. In front of a mother, all carnal desires are like petty thieves that cannot see the light, having nowhere to hide.

A mother is the most sacred person in the world; they have populated the world!

"I want to breastfeed!" Huang Weiwei smiled gently and said, "Only a woman who has breastfed can be considered a true mother."

I clapped my hands and said, "Wife, your thoughts are the same as mine. You are truly great."

Huang Weiwei frowned and said, "But my mom said to give the child milk. She said breastfeeding will ruin a woman's figure."

I laughed, "If it ruins it, so be it. I won't mind."

Hearing this, she glared and said, "Oh, you dare to mind me."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to hit me, so I simply leaned my face forward and said, "Wife, hit me hard."

She couldn't bear to, though. Her hand landed gently on my face, stroking it tenderly, and she said, "Husband, you've lost so much weight."

This half-year of training, while not exactly grueling, was certainly taxing. To stand out among thirty outstanding individuals, one really couldn't do it without some skill and the courage to swallow one's own snot.

My face was covered in stubble, and in my hair, which originally didn't have a single gray strand, a few silver ones had begun to appear faintly.

"Actually, I wanted to have a daughter, so we could become in-laws with Chen Meng and the others," Huang Weiwei said, stroking my beard with immense tenderness.

"No way!" I said decisively, "Even if I have a daughter, I won't become in-laws with them. Unless they have a daughter and marry her into my family."

"Male chauvinist!" She tugged at my beard, and the pain made me bend over involuntarily.

"How about we have another one?" Huang Weiwei asked me excitedly.

"Have another? Is that okay?" I hesitated and said, "Wife, what kind of status do we have? Can we have another?"

"Do you still want one?"

"Of course I want one."

"Then I'll have one for you."

I felt a wave of emotion. As a state cadre herself, it was impossible for her not to know the national policy. If we really dared to have a second child, what awaited us would be "double dismissal."

If all this really became reality, our prospects and future would all vanish like bubbles.

"We'll talk about it later," I said, gently patting her arm, "Wife, you're tired too, get some rest."

"As long as you're by my side, I don't feel tired." She smiled shyly, blushing like a young girl in the first throes of love.

She drifted into a dream under my comfort. And at this moment, my greatest wish was to have a bed so I could sleep soundly for a whole day.

I pulled the quilt over her, went out of the inner room, leaned against the sofa in the small outer living room, and fell asleep shortly after.

Early in the morning, just as it was getting light, Bureau Chief Chen Yazhi rushed over. This time, she also brought Minister Huang Shan.

The mother and daughter whispered in the inner room, while on the sofa in the outer room, my father-in-law, Minister Huang Shan, and I sat upright, beginning a serious conversation.

"Did you gain anything from this training?"

"Thank you, Dad. I gained a lot," I answered obediently.

"Has your unit been settled yet?"

"Not yet!" I said seriously, "They said to wait until after the New Year."

"Have you been to see Provincial Governor Lin?"

"I have."

He said "Oh," pondered for a while, and asked me, "What are your thoughts?"

I took the petition materials out of my bag, handed them to him with both hands, and said, "Dad, I don't think going to the Provincial Public Security Department is appropriate."

"Oh," he drew out the tone and asked me, "Where do you want to go?"

I pointed at the materials and said, "In any case, I'm not good at this kind of thing. I'm okay at handling the economy. The person involved in this case is currently running a late-night snack stall in Hengyue City, and I reckon she's a difficult person to deal with."

Minister Huang Shan asked calmly, "Is that so? Running a late-night snack stall right in Hengyue City? She's quite bold."

My heart skipped a beat; I knew I had let something slip. Chen Meng had specifically warned me not to reveal Su Ya's whereabouts because she didn't know how many people were looking for her.

Su Ya was the petitioner in the Lao Can death case, but everyone now only saw her writings, not the person.

Fortunately, Minister Huang Shan didn't continue to press, allowing my tense heart to find temporary peace.

"Today is the Little New Year. Let's just spend this Little New Year here as a family," Minister Huang Shan said with a laugh, calling Chen Yazhi out and saying, "Lao Chen, what do you think of my suggestion?"

Bureau Chief Chen Yazhi said happily, "That's great, we'll spend the New Year here with my grandson."

After saying that, as if suddenly remembering something, she said, "I think we should just call my grandson by the nickname Niannian."

I agreed repeatedly and stood up, intending to go to the nursery to bring my son to meet his grandfather.

Just then, the door opened, and my aunt appeared at the ward door, supporting my mother.

As soon as my mother entered the room, she shouted, "Where's my grandson? Where's my grandson?"

I supported my mother and said, "Mom, your grandson is in the nursery. I'll go get him for you; you go see Weiwei first."

My mother said repeatedly, "Good, good, I'll go see Weiwei."

My mother had long since lost her sight. Her beautiful eyes, which I had once been so proud of, had gone blind after countless times of paying respects to my father.

Bureau Chief Chen Yazhi said affectionately, "In-law, your eyes aren't good, you shouldn't have come. Weiwei will be discharged and home in a day or two."

My mother laughed and said, "In-law, do you think I could wait? This boy Xiao Feng has continued the Lao Chen family line; this is a major event that requires paying respects to the ancestors."

I muttered to myself, I don't even know where my ancestors are, how am I supposed to pay respects?

The room was bustling with noise and excitement. My aunt carried the chicken soup into the inner room and was pouring it for Weiwei to drink.

I felt incredibly content. Now that I, Chen Feng, not only had a successful career but also a family and a son, looking out at the world, such happiness belonged to none other than me.

There was a sound at the door, and then I saw He Jiaxiao holding Dian Dian, followed by Chen Meng; the family of three had arrived.

He Jiaxiao saw me and shouted, "Brother, congratulations on becoming a father."

I cupped my hands in a salute and said, "Likewise."

He turned to Chen Meng and said, "I told you, my brother would definitely have a son."

Chen Meng glanced at me and smiled, "Whether he has a son or not, what does it have to do with you, He Jiaxiao?"

He Jiaxiao said with dissatisfaction, "I've already had a son; if my brother doesn't have a son, who will my son have to keep him company in the future?"

His rapid-fire, tongue-twister-like speech made everyone in the room laugh.

Everyone crowded into the inner room to see Huang Weiwei. Chen Meng, who was walking at the back, quietly pulled me aside. I stopped, and heard her say softly, "Su Ya is going to have trouble!"