Gong Jie's face was as dark as thunderclouds. He wasn't sure if he should be upset or humored and looked as though he was at a loss. When he saw Mu Yazhe walking in, he became even more embarrassed and pleaded with Yun Shishi for help. "Sister…"
"Ha ha ha!" Yun Shishi bent over in laughter.
Gong Jie said angrily, "Sister, why are you laughing at me? Hurry up and feed her."
Still laughing, Yun Shishi said, "You'll have to wait a bit."
She turned around to get the milk bottle before walking over and handing it to Gong Jie.
Gong Jie looked at the milk bottle and seemed surprised for a moment. Yun Shishi had to explain that little Yueyao used too much force when feeding and it always hurt her. Hence, she had to pump milk and store it in milk bottles for little Yueyao to feed on.
"She's probably been drinking from milk bottles for too long."
Gong Jie shook the milk bottle gently and brought the teat to Yueyao's mouth. The little girl opened her rosebud lips and sucked on the teat, enjoying the milk.
Yun Shishi could not help sneaking a peek, out of the corner of her eyes, at the water stain on his chest. Unable to hold back her laughter, she laughed aloud.
Gong Jie had left the country after little Yueyao's 100-day banquet. Having not carried the baby for so long, he had not forgotten how to do it.
When Youyou saw this, he secretly whispered into his older brother's ear, "Uncle seems so well-practiced at carrying a baby. He's much more qualified than Daddy!"
Mu Yazhe overheard this and grabbed the boy by his ear. He said darkly, "What bad things are you saying about me again?"
"I'm just saying that Uncle seems so well practiced at carrying Little Sister that he'd definitely be a well-qualified father in the future!"
"Am I not?"
"Of course Daddy is! Otherwise, how could he raise Yueyao so well?"
Mu Yazhe felt more assured when he heard this.
Gong Jie watched as little Yueyao drank her milk and asked, "Is she able to talk now?"
"Not yet! Little Sister only just learned how to sit up!"
The other day, when they went out to play, little Yueyao suddenly sat up in her attempt to snatch the toy from Youyou's hands, startling him.
After returning home, Youyou told Mu Yazhe and Yun Shishi about his sister being able to sit up by herself. However, no matter how much Yun Shishi tried to get the little girl to sit up, the child remained unmoved.
Until one day, she accidentally walked into a room and saw little Yueyao sitting up alone, playing with a toy. She was shocked!
Only then did she realize that perhaps little Yueyao would have sat up a long time ago. However, this fellow was too lazy. Unless something attracted her, she would rather lie down than sit up!
Gong Jie refused to believe it. He moved the milk bottle away and looked at Yueyao as he guided her patiently. "Yueyao, call me uncle!"
"Yiyaya…"
"Uncle! Uncle…"
"Yiyaya…"
Gong Jie looked completely defeated.
Yun Shishi said, "She doesn't know how to talk yet! If you teach her like this, she'll think that you're just teasing her!"
"When she starts talking, I'll make sure she calls me uncle first."
"No!"
Mu Yazhe disagreed. "You can dream about it."
The baby's first word would definitely be "Daddy" or "Mommy".
"Uncle?"
Dream on!
Gong Jie scoffed. "How simple is it to say 'uncle'? 'Daddy' is so difficult; little Yueyao definitely won't get it."
A certain man was very confident, however, and argued, "My daughter is so smart. She can learn even the most difficult pronunciation."
"Brother-in-law, let's make a bet that Yueyao's first word will be 'uncle'."