Chapter 105: Are We Going to Have a Baby?

The spider spirit was perched on the mid‑slope of Ren Shan, sucking the essence of Ren Shan. The mountain god of Ren Shan could no longer stand by.

He lifted the spider spirit and flung it onto the ground; the spider spirit, unprepared, lay sprawled in all directions.

From the spider spirit's tail streamed a great amount of white silk, sparkling like dewdrops.

The mountain god hesitated briefly, then raised his staff, about to thrust it into the spider spirit's abdomen—the creature's weak point.

Yet the spider spirit, seizing the mountain god's distraction, struggled to roll over, and the god's staff struck the spider spirit's tail.

The spider spirit let out a painful howl!

It turned out that while spitting silk, the spider spirit revealed another weak spot; the mountain god's staff hit the point nearer its back.

At that point, Lin Feng paused.

"What happened next?"

Song Jiaren asked curiously.

Lin Feng continued, "The mountain god employed the Eighteen Styles of Staff Technique for a full two quarter‑hours, finally forcing the spider spirit to surrender. Guess how it ended?"

"What's the result?" Song Jiaren widened her eyes.

Lin Feng laughed, "After being defeated, the spider spirit actually admired the mountain god's staff technique, prostrated at his knees, polished his weapon, and vowed never to cause trouble again."

"Great, great! Dad, your story is wonderful. The mountain god's battle with the spider spirit—I've learned it; I can tell Liu Xiaofei later. By the way, what's the spider spirit's name?"

Lin Feng laughed, "Its surname is Liang; because it spits silk, it's called Liang Sisi. She's remarkable—a famous female demon of the demon realm!"

Song Jiaren said, "The mountain god is truly powerful, managing to subdue such a formidable female demon."

Lin Feng declared proudly, "Of course! The mountain god's staff technique is formidable!"

Lin Feng drove while narrating the story to Song Jiaren, who sat in the back seat.

Today is Friday; Song Jiaren has been staying at the kindergarten for a week. Saturday and Sunday are holidays, and many parents will come to pick up their children.

Han Xiang didn't call Lin Feng; Lin Feng came over on his own.

He knew Song Jiaren must have told her classmates that she now has a dad.

If Lin Feng didn't show up, she'd be mocked by classmates next week.

When Lin Feng held Han Xiang's hand, both standing at the doorway to receive Song Jiaren, then each pulling her left and right, many children looked at Song Jiaren enviously.

It turned out Song Jiaren not only has a beautiful mother but also a handsome dad.

The story ended.

From the passenger seat, Han Xiang murmured, "The spider spirit spits white silk; why isn't it colored?"

Hearing that, Lin Feng almost twisted the steering wheel off‑center.

He explained, "Silk is white by nature; if it turned yellow, wouldn't that mean it's sick?"

Han Xiang nodded, "I'm currently crafting an embroidered piece; colored silk would be best. If it's white, it needs dyeing!"

"Oh!" Lin Feng nodded.

Lin Feng didn't drive straight to Fugui Cartier Community; instead he headed to a Chinese restaurant.

Hot pot or dry pot—Song Jiaren would certainly be delighted.

Kids love flavorful food.

Han Xiang, though saying nothing, couldn't eat much either.

Lin Feng ordered a plate of steamed sturgeon, a dish of shredded pork with green peppers, and a serving of braised beef.

The three ate until they were full.

Back home, Han Xiang rinsed her mouth, changed into a newly designed antique silk dress, then took out a flute and played for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sat on the sofa, feeling very content.

He thought Han Xiang would also please her man, just in a different way than other women.

Lin Feng lit a cigarette, listening to the faint, plaintive flute.

He didn't know which piece it was; he'd rarely heard it, but the melody was beautiful and had a strong ancient flavor.

After the piece ended, Lin Feng asked curiously, "What's this tune?"

Han Xiang shook her head, "I composed it myself; it has no name yet. How about you give it one?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then smiled, "Let's call it Appreciating the Rear Garden Flowers."

Han Xiang laughed again.

She felt Lin Feng truly was her soulmate.

This piece was inspired by her childhood memories of watching a courtyard full of peach blossoms, the melody born of that mood.

The melody began lively as spring's vigor, then turned gentle and harmonious, like a spring breeze…

Song Jiaren spent an hour finishing her holiday homework.

Then she handed the notebook to Lin Feng for checking.

She was learning both pinyin and English letters…

Lin Feng glanced and grimaced, "It really is tough for you kids; I have no idea how your teachers teach it. How do you pronounce this 'a'?"

Song Jiaren replied, "In pinyin it's 'a', and in English it's the 'a' of 'abcd'."

"So cute!"

Lin Feng scooped Song Jiaren onto his lap and kissed her.

"Dad, can you take me out to play tomorrow?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Han Xiang, already brewing tea at the coffee table, shook her head, "No! Tomorrow morning you have piano lessons, afternoon English, the day after tomorrow morning calligraphy, afternoon drawing."

"Sigh~"

Song Jiaren sighed helplessly.

Lin Feng smiled reassuringly, "When the winter break comes, dad will take you skiing, okay?"

"Good!"

Song Jiaren happily called out.

…

Lin Feng finished drinking the tea brewed by Han Xiang; it was already 9 p. m.

Song Jiaren took a bath, put on pajamas, hugged Lin Feng's neck, furrowed her brow and said, "Dad, are you and Mom going to have a baby?"

Lin Feng exclaimed in surprise: "No!"

Song Jiaren said: "You're lying! Liu Xiaofei's mom and her stepdad, after sleeping together, got pregnant with a baby."

This guy, could he be burning the bridge after crossing the river?

Having become her dad, he's not allowed to sleep with her mom!

At this moment, Han Xiang's face flushed red, and she softly said: "Song Jiaren, be good; Mom only needs you as her daughter, she won't have another baby."

"But…… but……"

Song Jiaren didn't know what to say.

Lin Feng said with a smile: "The baby is in your mom's belly; if she doesn't want to get pregnant, she won't. It's like eating—if you don't want to eat, you just don't."

Song Jiaren nodded, suddenly realizing: "So pregnancy can be controlled—great!"

The little child is clingy and also wants Lin Feng to tell a story like a spider spirit.

Lin Feng took out the story he had heard as a child, gave it to Song Jiaren, and after much effort managed to lull the little girl to sleep.

Then, Lin Feng gently closed the door.

Just then, the phone rang.

The caller ID showed an unknown number.

After Lin Feng answered, a low voice of Bei YuYao came through: "It's me, Xiao Feng brother, I'm YuYao."

"YuYao, why are you calling from someone else's phone?" Lin Feng asked.

Bei YuYao said: "The queen is watching us too closely! We're living in the rented apartment now; during school days she doesn't allow us to use phones, but tomorrow is the weekend, I borrowed a phone from a classmate, and the queen is asleep now so I dare to call you..."

After Bei YuYao finished, Lin Feng also whispered: "Then let's go out and play tomorrow?"

"Not possible! The queen has been watching us these past two days…… Xiao Feng brother, I miss you so much! Next week the queen will return to Xiangjiang, will you take me out to play?"

"Okay!" Lin Feng promised.

"Then it's settled, good night!"

"Good night!"

After hanging up, Lin Feng shook his head, truly feeling sorry for the Triplets sisters.

Bei Yiren is also too strict!

Then, Lin Feng directly turned off his phone, opened the door and entered Han Xiang's bedroom……