Chapter 184

Wei Er! Are you serious? Our Fei Er is pregnant? We're going to be grandfathers? Oh my! I've been hoping for this for how many years? Finally I've got it!

The once stern and serious tribal chief Fei Ji, upon hearing his partner say their son was pregnant, was already overjoyed, jumping up and down.

Likewise, as Fei Er's partner, Mo De was also very happy that his partner was pregnant, but more than that, he worried about Fei Er's health. Seeing Fei Er still in a coma, after Mo De's initial joy, he was overwhelmed by a complex mix of self-blame, guilt, and heartache.

"Am, is Fei Er really okay? Why is he still running a fever? And he hasn't woken up yet! What should we do? Could this be bad for his health?"

Mo De simply squatted by Fei Er's sickbed, eyes unblinking, watching him, afraid that if Fei Er woke up he wouldn't notice.

Wei Er saw that Mo De truly felt sorry for his son, and he was also happy inside, but because Mo De's boundless love for his son moved him, he didn't press the matter, and while speaking to himself, he didn't look at his own eyes.

After Fei Ji's joy, he and his partner Wei Er exchanged a glance. Having lived together for several decades as an old couple, they needed only a look, and Fei Ji clearly understood what Wei Er wanted to express.

Fei Ji nodded in understanding, steadied his emotions, smiled, walked over to Mo De, lightly patted his shoulder, and said in a calm tone:

"Mo De, you don't need to worry too much. Since your Am already said Fei Er is fine, you can relax. His fever will soon subside, and he hasn't woken up yet because... he's just exhausted and fell asleep."

Seeing Mo De's expression relax a little, Fei Ji's smile deepened, and he continued: "Alright, you came at this time, you probably haven't had dinner yet, right?"

Just then, a "gurgle-gurgle" sound came from Mo De's stomach. Hearing it, Wei Er and Fei Ji's smiles deepened even more. Meanwhile, Mo De felt utterly embarrassed!

After an embarrassed chuckle, Mo De said somewhat sheepishly: "Yes, Father, because I just got home and saw Fei Er faint on the table. Although the food Fei Er wanted had already been prepared, in my view eating was completely unimportant compared to Fei Er, so I brought him here first."

Fei Ji burst out laughing, punched Mo De in the chest, and loudly praised: "Good! Really a good lad! Come on, come on! We haven't eaten either! Let's go eat first, then we'll come back to see Fei Er later."

Saying that, Fei Ji grabbed Mo De, who was unsteady from holding the same posture for too long, by the arm and pulled him up, heading for the main hall without waiting for Mo De to refuse.

Wei Er watched Fei Ji and Mo De from behind, couldn't help chuckling, shook his head, rechecked Fei Er's temperature, found it starting to drop, and tucked the blanket around him.

Having done that, Wei Er finally relaxed, rubbed his growling stomach, and hurriedly followed after them.

During the meal, Mo De, worried about Fei Er, gulped down his own portion in a couple of bites. Even as the rice was still stuck in his throat, he was already eager to go see Fei Er.

So, after he finally managed to swallow the rice lodged in his throat, he immediately said to Fei Ji and Am: "Father, Am, I've finished eating. I can't leave Fei Er alone in the sickroom, so I'll go check on him first—you take your time eating."

Having said that, Mo De didn't wait for Fei Ji and Am to respond; he dashed off like the wind toward Fei Er's sickroom.

Left alone, Fei Ji and Wei Er held their bowls, staring at each other. But not long after, they both suddenly "pfft" and burst out laughing.

Both couldn't help recalling their younger days, when Wei Er first became pregnant with Fei Er; upon hearing the news, Fei Ji had been just as nervous as Mo De, if not more so.

As soon as Mo De returned to Fei Er's sickroom, he heard a groan coming from the bed—Fei Er's moan.

So Mo De immediately ran over, grabbed Fei Er's right hand lying on the bedside, his face full of worry, and spoke incoherently:

"Fei Er, my love! You finally woke up! Thank the Beast God! Do you feel any discomfort? Tell me quickly! I'll go call Am right now! Fei Er, you have no idea—you nearly scared me to death!"

Saying that, Mo De couldn't help stroking Fei Er's cheek with his hand, his eyes full of indulgence and tenderness.

Fei Er felt happy to see Mo De as soon as he woke up; seeing Mo De so worried made him a bit heartbroken, yet he also felt a sweet warmth inside, and he couldn't help breaking into a smile.

"All right, Mo De baby, be good! Your dear Fei Er is fine now! The only thing I feel uncomfortable about is my stomach—I'm so hungry~!"

When Mo De heard Fei Er say he felt unwell, and that it was his stomach, his heart leapt up in alarm—but hearing Fei Er groan with a miserable face about being hungry, he couldn't help laughing, and his heart settled back down.

He gently pinched Fei Er's cheek, his eyes full of warmth and affection, and said: "Hungry, huh? Tell me what you want to eat—I'll go home and prepare it for you right now! You're our family's biggest hero now—you can have anything you like!"

When Fei Er heard Mo De say he could eat anything, his eyes shifted, and he suddenly had an idea, smirking as he hooked his finger at Mo De. When Mo De leaned his ear over, Fei Er lightly licked his lips and whispered:

"But I just want to eat you! What should I do? You tell me!"

Mo De originally thought Fei Er was going to say what food he wanted, but never expecting him to say that, he instantly lost his temper, laughed, ruffled his hair, and said with eyes full of teasing:

"So my love, you love me this much! You've just gotten pregnant and already can't wait to eat me!"

No sooner had those words left his mouth than Mo De heard Fei Er's intake of breath, suddenly sounding in his ear, and as expected, a few seconds later Fei Er's loud voice exploded!

"Good heavens, Mo De! Are you lying to me? Good heavens, the Beast God really blessed me! I'm actually pregnant! Hahaha! It seems my recent sneaky trips to Wu Na and Fan Fan's place to borrow some luck actually worked!"

"Hahaha... it's wonderful! I'm finally pregnant! Mo De, we two finally have a child! I'm so happy!"

Watching Fei Er jump around with arms and legs flailing, Mo De also felt happy, but seeing his exaggerated movements, he couldn't help worrying that Fei Er might bump into something.

"Fei Er, be careful! I already know we have a child! But tell me, how did I not know you recently went to play with Wu Na and Fan Fan?"

Upon hearing Mo De say that, Fei Er suddenly realized! Oh no! He had just blurted out his own secret! What now? Seeing Mo De's somewhat gloomy expression, Fei Er felt even more guilty.

Fei Er gave a few light coughs, trying to change the subject, but racking his brains he couldn't think of a suitable topic. Because of this, he felt a bit tense when the sickroom door opened from outside.

Fei Er took a close look and saw it was a savior arriving! He immediately jumped out of bed, slipped his feet into his shoes, ran to Wei Er and Fei Ji's side, clung to Wei Er's shoulder, and shouted arrogantly at Mo De:

"Hmph! I just sneaked out to look at Wu Na and Fan Fan's babies—what can you do about it? My Am is here! Right? Am, I knew you'd help me!"

Seeing Fei Er's utterly childish demeanor, Mo De didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Wei Er and Fei Ji looked at Fei Er, then at Mo De, and both shook their heads helplessly. Although Wei Er hadn't heard their earlier conversation, based on his understanding of his son, he could roughly guess who was right and who was wrong.

"Fei Er! You're going to be an Am someday, and you're still acting like a child! Jumping around like that—what are you even doing?" Wei Er scolded with a smile, lightly patting Fei Er's head.

However, Fei Er seemed not to have heard a word, running up to Wei Er all energetic, making a funny face, and saying hehehe:

"Haha! Am, you said I'm going to be an Am, so how can you still call me a child?"

"That's because, in Am's heart, my Fei Er will always be a child!" Wei Er said, gazing at Fei Er with eyes full of tenderness.

"Besides, Am treats me the best! Hmph! That big bad Mo De won't let me go play with Fan Fan and the others, and even wants to settle the score for my previous sneaking out—how hateful! He doesn't know how to pamper me at all!"

Upon hearing Wei Er say that, Fei Er suddenly recalled Mo De's earlier remark about settling accounts, and thus began to complain.

Who would have thought, as soon as he said that, he got another smack on the head. Fei Er rubbed his crown, looking up at his Am with a wounded expression, as if about to burst into tears.

Mo De saw the tear in Fei Er's eye, his heart ached, he quickly stepped forward, pulled Fei Er into his embrace, and said softly: "It's okay, Fei Er, I won't settle accounts with you. Look at you, you've been starving for so long—come on, I'll take you home to eat."

Having said that, Mo De didn't wait for Fei Er to react; he already bade farewell to Wei Er and Fei Ji.

By the time they had left the sickroom, Fei Er's mind was still a muddled mess.

Mo De looked at Fei Er's blank expression, found it somewhat amusing, and involuntarily let out a light chuckle.

Fei Er heard Mo De's laughter, came to his senses, lifted his head, and saw Mo De looking at him with gentle indulgence. His face flushed, and he shouted loudly: "I'm about to starve to death! Why aren't we heading home yet?"

Mo De heard that and thought, "Oh no! If Fei Er gets hungry, I'm definitely in for a rough time!"

So he immediately flapped his wings and flew toward his home!

As soon as they got home, Mo De set Fei Er down and rushed to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Fortunately, Fei Er had already cooked some dry rice earlier; all that was needed was to scoop some out and cook it into porridge for Fei Er.

As for the vegetables, just as Mo De began to prepare to wash them, Fei Er stopped him.

"What are you doing, Mo De? I don't want to eat vegetables, I want meat! Meat! Just heat up the meat you already cooked for me, that'll be fine, no need to bother further!"

So Mo De had no choice but to comply, obediently heating up several meat dishes for Fei Er.

After eating and drinking his fill, Fei Er again put on airs of a grand old man, waved his hand, and had Mo De come attend to his washing up.

Seeing that Fei Er was already getting sleepy, Mo De dared not delay, and hurriedly waited on him.

After quite an ordeal, Fei Er finally fell asleep. Mo De watched Fei Er lying peacefully beside him, feeling a bit tired but still warm inside.

This... perhaps this is what it feels like to love a person, to love a home!