WBSGVS Chapter 133 V1

Given the family’s financial situation, they couldn’t afford a nanny, nor could their elderly parents take care of the child as they did when they were younger. So why have a child in the first place?

Since they chose to have one, they had to take responsibility for raising the child.

With the original host’s capabilities, she wouldn’t be able to help much for the next few years. At most, she could make Yang Qing a little healthier so he wouldn’t be in such a miserable state.

After snapping at Xia Yong, Qing Li waited for Yang Qing to finish his soup before leaving without lingering.

Xia Yong was upset that Qing Li didn’t coax his son for him. Yet, while she could walk away freely, he was left holding a crying baby, trying to soothe him.

Just then, his phone rang. Someone had invited him for a drink to celebrate their son-in-law’s visit.

Xia Yong’s heart itched with temptation, and he wanted to just put the baby down and leave. But the heavy weight in his arms reminded him that he couldn’t.

This time, he really couldn’t.

Grandpa and Grandma Xia hadn’t returned from grocery shopping, and his wife was still recovering and too weak to take care of the baby.

Xia Yong turned red with frustration but couldn’t come up with a solution. In the end, he said, “Forget it. You guys go without me.”

“Huh? What’s going on? You’re not coming?” His friend on the other end was confused.

Xia Yong straightened his back and said gruffly, “What do you think? I just had a son—I have to treasure him. Soon, I’ll be out working again, so I need to spend time with him now. Otherwise, he might not even recognize me when I come back.”

“Ah, a son!”

“I’m so jealous! I only have one, and my wife refuses to have another!”

“Man, having a son at this age? That’s impressive…”

Hearing his friends express their envy, Xia Yong’s earlier bitterness vanished, replaced by pure joy.

That’s right!

How amazing!

He had a son now!

Sure, it was exhausting, but it was worth it. At the very least, the Xia family now had an heir!

Before his excitement could fully settle—

“Wahhh! Wahhh!”

The baby started crying again.

Xia Yong felt a headache coming on and quickly adjusted his posture. “What now, little ancestor?”

Then he sniffed the air and caught a foul smell.

His face turned green. With resignation, he carried the baby to the bathroom to clean up. He reached into the diaper bag, only to find the last one. Tossing the now-empty bag aside, he muttered in shock, “Damn, this kid is a money-eating monster. A single pack of diapers costs nearly a hundred, and it’s already gone?”

But the baby didn’t care. As Xia Yong was trying to put on the fresh diaper—

Another mess.

Well, that’s it.

A brand-new diaper wasted.

Xia Yong’s face turned even greener. Staring at his completely oblivious son, he had the urge to slap him—but he couldn’t bear to.

He had waited so many years for this child.

Sighing, he ripped open another pack of diapers and changed him again. By the time he was done, the baby’s legs were cold.

Sweating in the middle of winter, Xia Yong quickly carried the child to Yang Qing. “Here, watch him for a bit. I need a break.”

Yang Qing felt distressed, hearing their son’s wails from the bathroom. Several times, she wanted to get up, but her weak body wouldn’t let her. “I’ll take him, I’ll take him. As long as he’s not making a mess, he’s happy.”

Xia Yong sighed in relief, stepped outside, and took a deep breath.

A while later, Grandpa and Grandma Xia returned home.

Their hands were full of grocery bags, but as soon as they stepped through the door, they eagerly asked, “Oh, right! We just ran into your cousin. She asked if we’re throwing a full-month celebration for the baby.”

“A full-month celebration?” Xia Yong had been so overwhelmed these past few days that he hadn’t even thought about it. He was completely caught off guard.

Grandpa Xia’s expression immediately turned stern. “What? You’re not thinking of skipping it, are you?”

“Of course not!” Xia Yong shook his head quickly. “We’ll do it. I’ll check the dates and see what works best.”

“Good, good! Hurry up and decide…”

—

Who would have thought that before the full-month celebration, the baby would fall ill?

He had a severe cold, spiking a fever late at night and crying endlessly. In a panic, Xia Yong rushed him to the hospital, even putting on the wrong shoes in his haste. Luckily, the baby wasn’t in critical danger, but a fever this high in an infant was no small matter. He had to be hospitalized.

Yang Qing was so anxious that she started producing more breast milk. Knowing it was because Xia Yong had been too clumsy changing the baby’s diapers, she was furious. Even the nourishing soups Qing Li had given her did nothing to calm her down.

But her body was still weak, and she couldn’t do much. She could only make phone calls from home to check in.

Qing Li felt a wave of sympathy.

This was truly miserable.

Was having this child worth it?

She couldn’t help but ask, “Mom, wasn’t I right? Pregnancy and childbirth are the easy parts. The real challenge comes after.”

Yang Qing’s expression darkened. She turned her back to Qing Li, not wanting to hear it. “What’s the point of saying that now? The child is already born. What do you want me to do, shove him back inside?”

“Of course not.” Qing Li shook her head. “Now that he’s here, you have to take responsibility for him.”