Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle

Chapter 293: Empty and Lost

Ling Sheng’s anger came and went quickly. Now that she roughly knew the reason behind his behavior, she had decided to forgive her father. He had not only caused her and Xiaoqi trouble, but he had also gone to Fifth Uncle’s place to cause trouble.

“Mommy.” When Xiaoqi looked up from his book, he saw his mother reading on the tatami. She had fallen asleep on the table with a pen in her mouth.

He tiptoed over with a thin blanket and covered her with it. Then, he returned to his seat quietly and continued reading seriously.

When Su Xiyin walked in with some cut fruit, she witnessed a quiet and warm scene.

Ling Sheng had fallen asleep on the table, while Xiaoqi was flipping through a book with his legs crossed in front of her. He looked very serious.

The orange-yellow warm light of the evening shone through the French windows on the mother and son. The sight was heartwarming.

When Xiaoqi sensed someone enter, he smiled and shushed her. He told his great-grandmother to be quiet and not wake Mommy up.

Su Xiyin walked over with a smile and placed the fruit platter on the tatami to feed Xiaoqi. In a gentle voice, she asked, “How long has she been sleeping?”

Xiaoqi shook his head. He did not know.

Su Xiyin’s eyes were gentle and loving, and she could not help but reach out to gently stroke her soft head. Ci Er was like Sheng Sheng, who was very biased and disliked mathematics the most.

Huo Ci stood at the entrance of the house for a long time but did not hear any commotion coming from his home. When he pushed the door open and entered, the house had already returned to normal. There were no signs of chaos.

It was Saturday, but there was no one at home. The air was cold, and emptiness and disappointment spread through his chest, making him feel inexplicably annoyed.

Was she angry?

Had the brat taken Xiaoqi away?

Hadn’t he just scolded them a little? They had been eating, drinking, living there, and spending his money. So what if he had cursed them a little?

He took off his shoes and searched for a long time, but he could not find his slippers. For some reason, his heart ached. He did not know what was wrong with him, but he bellowed angrily, “You brat! Are you wearing my slippers again?”

Then, his gaze involuntarily swept across the living room. He was anticipating that she might suddenly run out of somewhere and smile obsequiously at him.

Upon hearing the sound, Su Xiyin ran out hurriedly and pointed at him. In a low voice, she said, “Why are you shouting? The slippers have been washed and left outside to dry in the sun. Can’t you just get a new pair from the cabinet behind you?”

Ling Sheng was immediately woken up by their shouts. She looked around her in confusion. Where am I? What have I done? Why are you shouting at me?

“Mommy.” Xiaoqi chuckled when he saw her. He put down his book and ran out. When he saw Huo Ci, he shrank back in fright.

When Huo Ci saw Xiaoqi, his heart suddenly calmed down. Then, he frowned. “What are you looking at? Bring me my slippers.”

Upon receiving this order, Xiaoqi ran to the balcony to get his slippers. He ran over obediently, not daring to look at him out of fear. “Grandpa, put them on. They’re dry.”

Huo Ci put on his slippers. When he stood up, he saw the little fella subconsciously take a step back. His usual flattering smile disappeared as he reached out to rub his head. “You brat.”

Xiaoqi suddenly looked up, his big eyes sparkling. “Welcome home, Grandpa!”

Huo Ci did not know what was up with the warmth in his chest. Perhaps he was used to this kind of commotion? Damn it, being used to something was indeed a f*cked-up thing.