The Humble Family’s Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!
Chapter 1127 - 950, Speaking Out

Chapter 1127: Chapter 950, Speaking Out

Governing Xiliang was not a matter of one or two days, so Xiao Yeyang didn’t rush to Liangdu. Instead, he rested at home for half a month and spent quality time with his wife and son.

After some time together, the little chubby boy became familiar with Xiao Yeyang again. As soon as he got up in the morning, he would look for Xiao Yeyang to play with him.

After Daohua had instructed the moving arrangements, aside from supervising important matters, she spent most of her time accompanying father and son.

"Xiao Yeyang, I want to make some drawing cards for Daozi to teach him to recognize various flowers, grasses, and animals we encounter in life. Will you draw them?"

Xiao Yeyang agreed immediately: "Sure!"

He had missed his son’s first birthday, so it was time to make up a birthday gift for him.

Thinking of his son’s birthday feast, Xiao Yeyang quickly asked: "By the way, what did our son grab during the grabbing ceremony?"

Daohua immediately smiled: "Your son is a greedy one. During the grabbing ceremony, he gathered everything placed in front of him, then lay his whole body on them, indicating everything was his."

Xiao Yeyang imagined the scene at the time and burst into laughter: "That means our son is an all-rounder."

Daohua didn’t quite believe this, but she was happy with the good omen.

Xiao Yeyang said he would do it, and immediately picked up a brush to draw various cards for his son.

"Daddy is drawing cards for Daozi, is Daozi happy?"

Daohua, holding Daozi, sat by and watched, sometimes teaching her son to recognize the flowers in the vase, and sometimes teaching him to call for dad and mom.

"Xiao Yeyang, who do you think our son will call first when he speaks?"

Xiao Yeyang laughed: "Isn’t it obvious? He will definitely call you first. Don’t most children call for mom first?"

Daohua’s eyes squinted with a smile. In the past, she would not have bothered to argue about whether the child would call dad or mom first, but now that it was about herself, she couldn’t help but be traditional.

"Daozi, can you call mom to hear, please?"

Daozi, curious about Xiao Yeyang’s drawing, completely ignored Daohua. His two arms flailed about, seemingly also wanting to try.

Seeing this, Xiao Yeyang got an idea: "Daozi, call dad, and daddy will teach you how to draw."

The little chubby boy didn’t understand and looked blankly at Xiao Yeyang, his hands constantly reaching towards the paints, bouncing and chirping.

Xiao Yeyang was amused, shook the paintbrush in his hand, and dipped it into some paint: "Call dad."

Daohua also taught from the side: "Daozi, call dad, dad~"

Daozi looked at Xiao Yeyang, then at Daohua, and pursed his little mouth.

Usually, his whims were satisfied with just a few cute noises, but today he was tired from jumping and still hadn’t touched those colorful things.

Daohua chuckled and rubbed her son’s head: "Call dad, and after you call him, you’ll get to play."

Xiao Yeyang also lifted up a parrot picture he had just finished.

There was a parrot hanging under the eaves of the main courtyard, and Daohua would take her son there every day to have a look.

Seeing the parrot card, Daozi immediately started chirping, pointing towards the door.

The ink still wet, Xiao Yeyang put the card aside and continued to draw the next one, saying, "Our son just turned one year old; it might take some time before he can speak."

Daohua nodded, stood up, and prepared to take her son to Gujian Courtyard for a visit.

Nowadays, the old master had to see the little chubby boy every day; otherwise, he’d lack the appetite to eat.

Daozi seemed to sense that his mother was about to take him away, but he hadn’t had his fill of watching yet, so he immediately protested loudly.

Daohua soothed him gently, holding her son and continuing to walk outside.

"Daddy!"

When Daohua was about to reach the door, Daozi shouted loudly, startling both Daohua and Xiao Yeyang.

Xiao Yeyang came back to his senses, marched over with quick strides, and scooped his son up, saying ecstatically, "Son, call me daddy again."

Unfortunately, now that Daozi felt safe and knew his mother wouldn’t be carrying him away, he didn’t give his father face and kept lunging towards the desk.

At this moment, Daohua also recovered from her surprise, smiled at her son, and pointing to the desk, said, "Daozi, call daddy again, and I will carry you over there to play. Come on, follow mommy, call daddy, daddy~"

Daozi reluctantly pouted, and seeing that Xiao Yeyang wasn’t moving, he weakly called out, "Daddy!"

Seeing her son could actually speak, Daohua hurriedly said again, "Daozi, call mommy, mommy~"

Daozi was very uncooperative; he turned his head and lay directly on Xiao Yeyang’s shoulder.

Daohua found it both annoying and funny, patted his buttocks and said, "You little ungrateful thing, I’m not going to sleep with you tonight."

Saying this, a glint flashed in Daohua’s eyes; she knew how to make her son speak now.

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At night, after washing up, Xiao Yeyang and the little chubby one were lying in bed early, while Daohua was sitting leisurely sorting things.

Daozi, unable to wait for his mother, looked up at Daohua from time to time, babbling at her.

Seeing this, Daohua just smiled at her son and continued sorting things.

Daozi had no choice but to continue playing with toys on the bed with Xiao Yeyang. After a while, when he started to feel sleepy and saw that Daohua still wasn’t in bed, he babbled at her again.

Then, Daohua spoke, "Daozi, call mommy, if you call, mommy will come and sleep with you."

Daozi tilted his head, blinked, and initially did not understand what Daohua was saying.

Xiao Yeyang was charmed by his son, smiled at Daohua and said, "He’s still young, no rush to teach him to talk."

Daohua replied, "Daozi is already a year old, it’s time to learn to speak." Saying this, she looked at her son with a beaming smile, "Daozi, call mommy, mommy~"

Daozi, not getting what he wanted, pouted and even pushed Xiao Yeyang with his hand, apparently trying to get him to call Daohua.

Xiao Yeyang taught him smilingly, "Son, call out mommy, and your mom will come over and join us, call mommy."

Daozi looked at Daohua and reluctantly started, "Mom~"

Upon hearing this, Daohua immediately put down what she was holding, trotted to the bed, and hugged her son, kissing him, "Say mommy again."

Daozi, liking his mother’s affection and sensing her happiness, called out again, "Mom~"

Although he called mommy as mom, Daohua was still very happy, "Daozi, say it one more time."

Unfortunately, Daozi was not persuaded anymore; seeing his mother coming over, he crawled over to his sleeping spot and yawned.

Xiao Yeyang said, smiling, "Alright, our son wants to sleep now, come up."

Daohua quickly took off her shoes and just lay down when her son, with his soft little body, cozied up to her.

Daozi snuggled against Daohua, inhaling the familiar scent of her mother, and drifted into dreamland.

The next day, Guo Ruomei came over after breakfast and as soon as she entered, she asked, "I heard Daozi can call dad and mom now?"

Daohua smiled, "He can’t pronounce it very clearly yet."

Guo Ruomei commented nonchalantly, "He’s still a young child." Saying this, she took the little chubby one from Xiao Yeyang’s arms, then warmly cajoled, "Daozi, let grandma hear you call her."

Daozi looked at Guo Ruomei, thinking she was just playing with him, and immediately burst into a big laugh, but he didn’t speak.