Reborn Spicy Little Wife

Chapter 778 What Kind of Father Is This?

At noon, Xie Chang'an got into his car after get off work and was about to go home when Tong Lan suddenly ran over.

"Chang'an, oh no, Commander Xie, wait a minute!"

Xie Chang'an looked at Tong Lan, who was panting heavily, and vaguely guessed what was wrong. "Sister-in-law, is something the matter?"

"Yes, something's come up!" Tong Lan said, panting.

“Well… I heard that Luo Ning hasn’t recovered yet, and now that the two children have gone home, you’re so busy, and it’s not good for Teacher Fu to keep taking leave. Why don’t I go and take care of Luo Ning?” She had suggested this to Fu Qingjin several times, but there had been no response, so she had no choice but to come to the original owner of this body.

Xie Chang'an thought to himself, "So that's what it is."

"Sister-in-law, no need to trouble yourself. My wife has almost recovered, and my father-in-law and the others will be back soon. Qiangzi is currently looking for a girlfriend, so you should take care of your own affairs first. Luo Ning is still waiting for me at home for dinner, so I'll head back now!"

Zhong Cheng started the car and drove away.

"Wife, I'm home!" When Xie Chang'an entered the door, he saw Erbao drooling and staring at the tape recorder.

Strange, why did the young wife take out the tape recorder?

Jin Sheng, who was changing Xiao Bao's diaper, immediately explained, "Luo Ning played Tang poems for them this morning, and Er Bao has been listening to them the whole time."

Luo Ning just turned it off, and Erbao was still staring longingly, as if he hadn't heard enough. Xiaobao didn't seem interested; after listening for a while, he went off to play by himself.

When Xiao Bao heard Jin Sheng call his name, he looked up and giggled, reaching out his little hands to Xie Chang'an for a hug.

Xie Chang'an cruelly rejected Xiao Bao and walked towards the kitchen.

Xiao Bao pouted, "What kind of dad is this?!"

Jin Sheng couldn't help but laugh. Xiao Bao and Er Bao looked exactly alike, truly brothers.

In the kitchen, Xie Chang'an washed his hands, picked up the casserole, and walked out. "Honey, I ran into Teacher Fu this morning when I went to work. She said she was helping out at home today, but I haven't seen her."

"She just told me she was going home, so I told her to take two dishes back with her. That should be enough for her and Commander Liu." Luo Ning followed behind, carrying a tray.

"Uncle Jin, put Xiao Bao in the bed and go wash your hands before you eat."

"Hey!" Jin Sheng dressed Xiao Bao and carried him to the crib.

Xiao Bao yawned, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Erbao stared at the tape recorder for a long time, but nothing came of it. His eyes felt sore, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Jin Sheng put him on the pillow, but he didn't wake up.

These two kids have such good schedules; Luo Ning is really good at taking care of children.

He checked both children's blankets to make sure they were properly covered, then locked the door before washing his hands.

A few minutes later, at Luo Ning's dinner table, she enthusiastically used serving chopsticks to serve food to Jin Sheng.

Xie Chang'an felt a pang of jealousy as he ate his white rice.

Luo Ning picked up his chopsticks and served Xie Chang'an several bites of food before the world returned to peace.

Jin Sheng glanced at Xie Chang'an out of the corner of his eye, then ate with great interest.

Luo Ning's cooking is delicious! Much better than Uncle Fu's.

It's a pity his father couldn't eat it.

"Any progress in the case of the headless male corpse?" Luo Ning didn't have the habit of not speaking while eating or sleeping; she was used to making good use of every minute.

Jin Sheng wasn't an outsider, so she didn't shy away from the conversation.

Although Jin Sheng had just returned, he had already learned about this matter from his father.

We are closely monitoring the progress of this matter.

Xie Chang'an suddenly became agitated and swallowed the chicken soup in his mouth.

"Because of that whistleblower letter, Jia Yunshen's mother was invited to the military region for investigation. Ruan Yuan was in charge of this matter, and it is said that the investigation results were not satisfactory."

As soon as Jia Yunshen's mother entered the military region, she started making a scene, demanding to see Jia Yunshen.

Jia Yunshen is still in solitary confinement. He is highly suspected of murder, but his superiors have not approved his arrest.

Jia Yunshen's mother declared she wouldn't say anything until she saw Jia Yunshen, and things are currently at a standstill.

“Jia Yunshen is very filial to his widowed mother. She regards him as the apple of her eye. If she can’t see Jia Yunshen, she probably won’t speak up!” Jin Sheng analyzed incisively.

Luo Ning nodded, basically agreeing with the analysis. "Where's the head of the headless male corpse?"

Xie Chang'an shook his head, feeling a bit of a headache just thinking about it. "I heard they've been searching for a while now, but haven't found anything."

The fact that the head disappeared is very telling; the most likely explanation is that the head was not meant to be seen by others.

"Wife, I think you might be right. That headless male corpse is Jia Yun Shen's younger brother."

"That's about right. If our guesses are all correct, then this lead is dead!" Luo Ning's mood suddenly became heavy.

Jia Yun Shen had a widowed mother who depended on him for survival, and no other women appeared in his life. So that widowed mother must have been a female spy in his previous life.

Cai Liancheng is truly blessed. In his previous life, he depended on his widowed mother for survival, and in this life, he still depends on his widowed mother for survival.

We cannot escape this cycle of life and death; the scourge is meant to torment each other.

Jin Sheng didn't quite understand what they were saying, but he watched them intently.

Xie Chang'an instantly felt like a wilted eggplant, his head throbbing with pain.

"Chang'an, don't be discouraged. I have important evidence in my hands. Hand it over when the time is right!" A sinister smile appeared on Luo Ning's lips, making him look rather cunning.

"Really?" Xie Chang'an's eyes lit up, and he quickly added soup to Luo Ning's bowl.

"That's great. By the way, there's something I've always wanted to ask you. Erbao and Xiaobao are so young, can they understand Tang poems?"

Whether they understand it or not is not important; the main thing is to cultivate their language environment.

When I was only three months pregnant, they played music, Tang and Song dynasty poems, at fixed times. When I was six months pregnant, I forgot the fixed times, and the baby would kick me to express its dissatisfaction.

It seems the child who kicked me is probably my second child; he seems to have a better talent for languages.

Haven't you noticed that our child doesn't cry much and is very easy to take care of?

And they roll over and crawl earlier than other babies, which is because of prenatal education.

Xie Chang'an and Jin Sheng suddenly understood. So that's how it is. How did their little wife/Luo Ning come up with that?

Luo Ning took a sip of soup and continued rambling, "They will definitely learn to walk earlier than other children, so I plan to prepare high chairs for them in advance, the kind that can be pushed around in a stroller."

Xiao Bao is very active; he squirms around while eating, making it increasingly difficult to hold him.

We'll put him in a high chair when he eats from now on. It'll be safer, and it'll help him develop a conditioned reflex to eat as soon as he sits in the high chair. This will help him establish a regular routine, which is essential for his healthy growth and will also reduce our burden.

The two babies are getting heavier and heavier; I'm worried Mom won't be able to carry them anymore.

"That's a good idea. You get the blueprints done, and I'll work on them when I get back tonight!" Xie Chang'an realized this as well; his wife's idea was really good.

Jin Sheng was completely bewildered.

He had never even heard of a dining chair that could be pushed around.

I recognize each character individually, but when they're put together, I have no idea what they mean.

He'll have to ask Luo Ning about this later...