Chapter 180: The Daily Life of a Couple Raising Their Child

Time flies like an arrow, years like a shuttle; time is like a mischievous child, always slipping away unnoticed, and by the time people realize, who knows how long has passed.

It was clear that Zhang Fan's belly was growing like a balloon, bit by bit. Little Le Le had already passed the one‑month mark, growing from the smiling, noisy newborn into the size of a six‑month‑old human baby on Earth.

Zhang Fan watched Le Le grow quickly, feeling a bit worried, fearing something might go wrong, yet also happy about the rapid growth; even in his happiness, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Ba Ke Er looked at Zhang Fan's worried, unsightly face, frowned, pondered for a while, and still couldn't help asking.

"Fan Fan, what are you thinking about? You've seemed unhappy lately. Is the baby in your belly misbehaving? Don't worry—once they're out, I'll deal with them one by one!"

Hearing Ba Ke Er's voice, Zhang Fan lifted his head and said, "No, the babies in my belly are all well‑behaved; they haven't bothered me, only occasionally popping out to say hello."

After hearing Zhang Fan say that, Ba Ke Er didn't press further about the babies, but changed the subject and began to ask.

"Then what's wrong with you? If the babies are so well‑behaved, why does your face look so bad?"

Seeing Ba Ke Er keep asking, Zhang Fan furrowed his brows, looking worried, and said, "Ba Ke Er, tell me—will Le Le grow too fast? He's only one month old, yet he's already this big—almost as big as a six‑month‑old baby on Earth!"

As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, Ba Ke Er ruffled his head with a hand and laughed, saying:

"Ah, that's it! Fan Fan, didn't you forget? You once told me that a day on the Shou ren xing qiu equals two days on Earth, right?"

Moreover, a month on the Shou ren xing qiu is actually fifty days, while an Earth month is at most thirty days; calculated this way, a Beastman month is roughly three and a half Earth months.

And the people of the Shou ren xing qiu have infant growth speeds twice that of Earth's people, so Le Le's current state is actually quite normal on the Shou ren xing qiu!

Besides, our Le Le is very healthy! So, Fan Fan, you really don't need to worry at all!

After hearing Ba Ke Er's explanation, Zhang Fan finally understood, smiled, nodded, and said:

"Ah, I see! I forgot that time on the Shou ren xing qiu differs from Earth's! Hahaha… Looks like I worried for nothing! As long as Le Le is fine!"

"Actually, Fan Fan, your attention to these details shows you're a very careful person. I believe Le Le will grow up quickly and well under our care. Hopefully he'll be as gentle, smart, and meticulous as you."

Ba Ke Er, seeing Zhang Fan understand, began again to flatter his beloved mate, speaking indirectly to praise him.

And indeed, Ba Ke Er's flattery hit the mark—after hearing his words, Zhang Fan's face gradually filled with a smile.

"Hahaha… Ba Ke Er, I'm not nearly as good as you say. What gentleness, intelligence, meticulousness—I don't feel I have those strengths."

When Zhang Fan heard Ba Ke Er's praise, his heart was flooded with sweet feelings; after a moment, he forced an embarrassed smile and said:

"How could I not be that good? In my heart, Fan Fan, you are the most perfect person in this world!" Saying this, Ba Ke Er secretly lowered his head, leaned close to Zhang Fan's ear, and whispered softly: "Even the Beast God I admire most can't compare to your place in my heart!"

When Ba Ke Er spoke, each word felt like a gentle breeze lightly brushing Zhang Fan's heart.

When Ba Ke Er leaned in to speak, Zhang Fan's face unconsciously flushed; and when that tiny airflow blew onto his ears, it also quietly reddened them.

After Ba Ke Er finished his whisper and straightened up, all he saw was a completely flushed Zhang Fan. Seeing Zhang Fan like that, a warm current surged through Ba Ke Er's heart.

Smiling at Zhang Fan, Ba Ke Er hesitated and asked, "Fan Fan, what's this? What's wrong? Could it be… you're shy?"

Zhang Fan, already feeling a bit embarrassed by his own reaction, exploded like a lit firecracker the moment Ba Ke Er said that.

"What? What are you saying? Ba Ke Er, are you sure I'm shy? It's clearly because you're too close, making me feel hot!"

Having said that, Zhang Fan lowered his head to think, then looked firmly at Ba Ke Er and said:

"Mm-hmm! Exactly! I'm not shy at all! We're an old married couple—what's there to be shy about? Move away a bit! I'm dying of heat! Humph!"

If Zhang Fan's gaze hadn't dodged, Ba Ke Er would probably have believed him. Seeing Zhang Fan's evasive eyes, Ba Ke Er felt a mix of laughter and tears—so, isn't he still shy?

However, as a qualified loyal‑dog lover, Ba Ke Er knows that when his mate becomes shy and a bit unreasonable, if he still barges in to argue, it's practically suicide—he'll be despised in no time!

So, as a veteran, Ba Ke Er instantly put on his most sincere smile, speaking in a appeasing tone: "Ah? This is really embarrassing—Fan Fan, it's all my fault for making you (hai) hot (xiu)! I'll move away, I'll move away!"

Saying that, Ba Ke Er jumped to the side. Just then, Le Le's crying came from the side room.

Seeing this, Ba Ke Er hurriedly took the chance to show himself, smiling obsequiously and told Zhang Fan, "Fan Fan, sit down quickly—I'll go! I'll go and it'll be fine!"

Zhang Fan saw Ba Ke Er voluntarily offering to hold Le Le, saw no need to continue the earlier topic, nodded lightly and said, "Okay, go ahead—check if he's pooped; I recall he hasn't today."

Hearing Zhang Fan say Le Le apparently hadn't pooped yet, Ba Ke Er's smile nearly slipped; he froze, his mind filled with the image of foul‑smelling yellow feces, and his complexion turned a sickly green.

Seeing Ba Ke Er frozen in place while Le Le kept crying nonstop, Zhang Fan also grew displeased. He lengthened his face, looked grim, and said to Ba Ke Er:

"Ba Ke Er, you don't want to go, do you? If so, why did you just act tough? You're standing here fine—I'll go check!"

Having said that, Zhang Fan made a move to rise from the stool; Ba Ke Er saw it and thought, "Oh no! If Zhang Fan really goes, the next few days will surely bring no good looks!"

Thus, although he inwardly refused strongly, Ba Ke Er forced a smile: "Hehe, Fan Fan, stay seated and don't move! I wasn't just about to go in! Hehe, wait a moment—I'll go fetch Le Le."

Having said that, Ba Ke Er didn't wait for Zhang Fan to get up, but shot into the side room like an arrow.

Just then, not long after Ba Ke Er entered, a somewhat desperate shout came from the side room.

"Fan Fan! Le Le pooped! Uh~ Go fetch some hot water—I'll immediately take him to the bathroom to clean up!"

Hearing Ba Ke Er's voice, Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha… Ba Ke Er, I heard you—don't rush, I'm coming right away! Hahaha…"

At that moment, in the side room, Ba Ke Er saw Le Le, bare‑bottomed, kicking his legs and giggling "ge ge ge" nonstop, his face full of helplessness. After retching repeatedly, Ba Ke Er finally mustered courage, scooped Le Le up with one hand, supported his bottom with the other, and headed for the bathroom.

Seeing Ba Ke Er's awful complexion as he carried Le Le into the bathroom, Zhang Fan's smile barely held. He hurriedly washed Le Le, and by then it was already time for the evening meal.

Given that Ba Ke Er's sight and smell had just been assaulted by Le Le's feces, Zhang Fan felt awkward letting him cook. Instead, he took some stored food from the jade thumb ring, and the two hastily made do with a meal.

After dinner, Ba Ke Er's complexion eased, becoming much better. Zhang Fan watched his color return to normal, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, settled his mind, and felt like joking.

"Ba Ke Er, feeling better now? Hahaha… Le Le's poop may be smelly, but surely not this bad! Look at you—every time you clean Le Le's mess, your face stays awful for a long time."

Zhang Fan watched Ba Ke Er tidying the tableware and said with a laugh:

"Ah, don't mention it, Fan Fan—you don't know! My overly sensitive sense of smell always backfires at those times; it's really troublesome!"

After Zhang Fan's words fell, Ba Ke Er also pretended to be "annoyed and troubled," acting cute.

"Come on, Ba Ke Er—look, it's only been a short while and you're already starting to dislike little Le Le? Don't forget—you were the one who said you wanted a child! Now there's just one, and you're already disliking him!"

"I still have more in my belly! When they come out, you'd better not keep saying that! Humph! If you really do, I'll have them teach you a lesson!"

Zhang Fan gave Ba Ke Er a white eye and said darkly:

Seeing Zhang Fan's expression, Ba Ke Er instantly felt his hairs stand on end, broke out in a cold sweat on his back, nervously looked at Zhang Fan, put down his utensils, and said with a placating face:

"My dear Fan Fan, please! Please don't tell the little ones—I was wrong! I was wrong! I truly was wrong!"

Zhang Fan looked at Ba Ke Er's reaction, felt no surprise, lifted his head proudly, and said smugly:

"Your apology attitude is not bad, but… whether I tell them… depends on my mood! Humph! If you serve this grandpa well, I won't say anything; if not… humph! I'll give you a smile for you to figure out on your own!"

Having said that, Zhang Fan turned to Ba Ke Er and flashed a grim smile, causing Ba Ke Er to shudder, cold sweat streaming down.