House Dad's Literary Life-Chapter 366: Sure Enough, She Really Was His Mother

“Huanhuan, Huanhuan! Come here!” While Yang Yi went to park the car, and Mo Fei followed the old man and Xixi to the hall, Dong Yue’e quickly called Yang Huan over.

“Huanhuan, tell your mother the truth, what’s the origin of your big brother’s wife and this child?” Dong Yue’e didn’t let Yang Chonggui ask just now because she was worried that the careless old man’s questions would hurt others’ self-esteem, especially in front of the child. But she was actually very anxious to know the answer!

“Mom, you can rest assured. My sister-in-law is very kind and loves big brother!” Yang Huan smiled cheerfully, held her mother’s hand, and said.

“How many years has your big brother been discharged from the military? How did they suddenly produce such a big child? Although her features are distinct, with big eyes and a small mouth, very similar to you when you were young, the timing doesn’t add up! The child must be five or six years old, right?” Dong Yue’e couldn’t figure out this question.

“No, Xixi is just over four years old.” Yang Huan explained, “As for the details of how the child was born, you can ask big brother later. Anyway, the child is indeed big brother’s. You said she looks a lot like me, doesn’t she look more like big brother?”

Here, Yang Yi parked the car, jumped down carrying the luggage, and prepared to ask Yang Qing for help moving the things from the trunk. As a result, Yang Qing followed in, leaving only Yang Huan and their mother outside.

“Mom, why are you still outside when it’s warm inside?” Yang Yi asked with a smile.

“Come here, I have something to ask you!” Dong Yue’e immediately left Yang Huan and pulled Yang Yi into the kitchen, then asked the question that Yang Huan didn’t answered earlier.

“Mo Fei’s parents’ home is in the United States, but she has her own business here in China. Before, not long after I retired, I happened to work as her bodyguard. Somehow, we hit it off, and things got a bit complicated,” Yang Yi made a slight modification to that incident, omitting the part where Mo Fei was in danger and he rescued her, and jumped directly to the key point.

Yang Yi took full responsibility and said, “I was foolish at that time, it was my fault. After what happened, I always felt like I had made a mistake. I was afraid of being reported, so I left her side and went to work in another city. I didn’t expect that she would get pregnant after that one time, and then she went abroad and gave birth to Xixi at her parents’ place. It’s all my fault. I didn’t even know she had a child, so I couldn’t take care of them. It wasn’t until last year when I met Mo Fei that I found out about this. Thanks to her for not holding a grudge…”

“Ah, you child, why do you do things so foolishly!” Dong Yue’e scolded Yang Yi with a hint of frustration, as if she was disappointed that he didn’t meet her expectations.

Yang Yi could only smile wryly and said, “Yes, I shouldn’t have done that, it’s all my fault. I only learned about it last year, and I didn’t know how to say it, nor did I dare to tell you and Dad.”

“So, is the child really yours? Have you confirmed it?” Dong Yue’e still stood on Yang Yi’s side, and she asked with some unease.

“Yes, we’ve done a paternity test and proved it scientifically,” Yang Yi lied without batting an eye. He and Mo Fei hadn’t done any paternity test at all, because the fact was obvious, as long as they weren’t blind, they could see that Xixi had Yang Yi’s shadow, and Yang Yi also believed that with Mo Fei’s simple mind, she couldn’t deceive anyone.

After Dong Yue’e confirmed it, she breathed a long sigh of relief in her heart and said happily, “That’s good, that’s good. You have a beautiful wife, and we have a beautiful granddaughter! I was worried that with your dull and stubborn temperament, like your father, if there wasn’t a woman who was determined to follow you, I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to find a wife in this lifetime!”

Sure enough, she really was his mother. The expression of joy on the old lady’s face, as if she had found a treasure, really made Yang Yi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. As for the blame he took for his predecessor, that didn’t matter. As long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.

Dong Yue’e was still somewhat unsatisfied, and she said regretfully, “It’s a bit of a pity that you had a daughter and not a son. Your father has always been hoping for a grandson to carry on the family line for the old Yang family.”

She was still hoping for another grandson to fall from the sky!

Yang Yi said helplessly, “Mom, this is something we can’t control. Besides, sons are too naughty. Daughters are much better. Look how cute Xixi is!”

……

The Yang Chonggui who was hoping for a grandson in Dong Yue’e’s mouth, was sitting on the Taishi chair at the moment, playing happily with his granddaughter in his arms.

“Yang Xi, which ‘Xi’ character is in your name? Is it the ‘Xi’ in watermelon or the ‘Xi’ in hope?” Yang Chonggui still hasn’t figured out his granddaughter’s name.

“Neither, hehe! Grandpa, I’ll write it for you!” Xixi took her grandfather’s hand and spread his palm open. His hand was as big as her father’s, which could be used as paper to write on. The little girl then wrote her name on it, stroke by stroke.

“So it’s the ‘Xi’ in morning glow!” Yang Chonggui stroked his beard and nodded slightly, “You can write such a complex character?” 1

“Hehe, my Papa taught me!” Xixi said happily, and then asked curiously, “Grandpa, what’s your name?”

“Granpa’s name is Yang Chonggui, ‘Chong’ as in noble, and ‘Gui’ as in wealth.” Yang Chonggui gently pinched Xixi’s fingers and wrote these two characters on his own hand.

“Oh, I can’t recognize it! My Papa hasn’t told me how to write yet!” Xixi explained to her grandfather, “I can only write my name.”

“Haha, how about grandpa teach you how to write, how about writing big characters?” Yang Chonggui laughed heartily, his beard trembling, which attracted the little girl’s attention more than writing.

“Grandpa, your beard is long, but I, and my Papa, don’t have beards!”

“You’re a girl, how can you have a beard? Your Papa should shave regularly, but Grandpa’s beard has been grown for several years and needs regular trimming. Look, it can even move.” Yang Chonggui became playful, and he wrinkled his nose and shook the two beards on the upper end of his lips.

“Hehe, it’s really fun!” The little girl was amused and giggled continuously.

“You can touch it too.” Yang Chonggui said.

“I don’t want to, it’s prickly, it will hurt!” Xixi pouted and said with some fear. When her father didn’t shaved his beard before, it would prick her and make her cry out.

“It won’t hurt, give it a try!” Yang Chonggui took the little girl’s hand and brought his face closer.

“Wow, it’s soft, not prickly!” Xixi was startled at first, and then immediately realized the difference. Curiously, she reached out to touch it again, then pulled it, and then smiled at her grandpa with two crescent-shaped curves.2

Yang Qing, who followed into the hall, was frightened. The little girl was touching the tiger’s tail!

Mo Fei should have stayed behind to communicate with Yang Yi’s mother, but she got a bit confused due to nervousness, and ended up following Xixi and the old man into the hall.

Now, watching Yang Chonggui and Xixi, one old and one young, playing so happily, Mo Fei felt a bit more at ease. She calmed down and realized her mistake, feeling a bit regretful.

However, standing with Yang Yi’s younger brother, she felt somewhat awkward. Mo Fei is not the kind of person who would initiate a conversation, and Yang Qing also felt that Mo Fei was a bit too beautiful and fashionable. When she didn’t speak, there was a deep sense of distance, and the two of them just stood there in a daze.

Fortunately, at this moment, Yang Huan walked in high spirits.

“Second brother, big sister-in-law, why aren’t you talking?” Yang Huan changed his address to Mo Fei a bit, slightly distinguishing it from Yang Qing’s partner, and then introduced them to each other. 3

“Hello, Yang Qing, nice to meet you.” Mo Fei greeted Yang Qing with a bit of embarrassment.

“Hello, sister-in-law, hello. You can just call me Qingzi, like my brother does.” Yang Qing was a bit embarrassed to look directly at Mo Fei. In the countryside, he had never seen a woman as beautiful as Mo Fei.

It’s not about being beautiful, the problem is that being too beautiful gives people a deep sense of distance.

When Mo Fei heard Yang Qing ask her to call him Qingzi, she first nodded, and then asked with some confusion, “Huanhuan, Qingzi, I have a question. Why do Yang Yi’s parents call him Tiezi? Isn’t his name Yi?”