The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 183 Sleep Together

Chapter 183: Chapter 183 Sleep Together

"I didn’t,"

Pei Yang quickly denied, "Not only did I think about Shen Baolan, but also about Wa Shiting’s mom who’s been gossiping, and your second sister-in-law who’s always trying to take advantage of you..."

Shen Mingzhu scoffed, "Yang Lizhen, she’s no longer my second sister-in-law now."

Noticing the heavy threat in his wife’s words, as if he dared utter another word, he’d be the next to be replaced.

Pei Yang dared not babble any further, "Wife, I was just joking with you. I can’t even get enough of thinking about you, let alone have time to think about other irrelevant people."

Shen Mingzhu gave him a "you better be" look.

In the moonlight, her expression and demeanor were not gentle at all, even somewhat fierce, but Pei Yang was completely smitten, staring without blinking as if he could never get enough.

His voice softened without realization, "Mingzhu, tell me about what’s been happening at home, about your food factory, about what you’ve been up to while I was away."

Shen Mingzhu thought for a bit, talking about her preparation for self-study, Yang Lizhen’s fake pregnancy, Shen Chaobei and his wife moving into the city, the Yang Family causing trouble, Shen Xiangnan getting divorced, starting a food factory, Pei Ziheng skipping a grade to attend first grade, and Zhou Shuhuan making a fuss about divorce.

It didn’t seem like much before, but now as she recounted each event in detail, she realized just how much had happened in a mere half a year.

After hearing it all, Pei Yang couldn’t help but reflect: Zhou Shuhuan’s wife really knows how to stir trouble. If he had married someone who could cause such a commotion, he’d rather just die in the Pacific Ocean and avoid the headache of coming back.

When Du Juan had finished tidying up and Shen Chaobei was mostly sober, both families went their own way home.

...

The bright moon overhead shone like a lighthouse, lighting the way home for the family of three.

Pei Ziheng walked in the middle, holding his mother’s hand with his left and his father’s with his right, his little legs skipping along extra cheerfully.

Even though it was already 9 o’clock at night, the residential compound was very lively, with several tables laid out, covered with mooncakes, seeds, and sugary pastries brought down by the families.

The news of Pei Yang’s return had spread through the compound by the afternoon.

Now, seeing the family of three holding hands on their way home, nobody was surprised.

Once the family of three had walked off into the distance, the inevitable topic about Pei Yang’s impotence was brought up again.

"Pei Yang’s family really has it tough. Without a man in the house, they get bullied, and when the man comes back, he’s not much use."

"Pei Yang is still so young, he should be able to get cured, right?"

"Well, that’s hard to say. Some people are just hopeless, no treatment does any good."

That sentiment stirred a wave of pity and sighs for Shen Mingzhu.

For such a young, lively and beautiful girl to live like a widow every day, no wonder she’s always stirring up one thing or another; what else can she hope for?

...

After a tiring day and a cleansing bath, Shen Mingzhu headed back to her room to rest.

Pei Yang and his son bathed together and then also went back to Pei Ziheng’s room.

Pei Ziheng sat on the bed, swinging his little legs as he watched Pei Yang pack his luggage, and in his crisp child’s voice, he asked, "Daddy, you probably don’t want to sleep in the same room as me, do you?"

Pei Yang turned his head, teasingly looking at his son, "Do you have a way to stop me from sleeping with you?"

Pei Ziheng nodded.

Pei Yang immediately stopped packing and eagerly leaned in, "Explain."

Pei Ziheng hopped off the bed, wrapped his small pillow in his little blanket, picked it up, and with the words "I’m going to sleep with Mom, you sleep alone," he trotted off.

Pei Yang: "..."

Damn!

In the next room.

Shen Mingzhu was applying her face cream when she saw her son running over with his little blanket and pillow. As she wondered what was happening, she heard her son complaining grievously, "Daddy says he doesn’t want to sleep in the same room as me."

This damned man, why does he have to be such a troublemaker?

Thinking this, Shen Mingzhu gently soothed her son, "Then you can sleep with me."

"Okay!"

Pei Ziheng expertly spread his small blanket on one side of the bed and climbed up, lying down obediently.

"Mom, I’m going to sleep now, goodnight."

"Alright, goodnight, sweetie."

After finishing her skincare routine, Shen Mingzhu got up to turn off the light, but as she approached the door, Pei Yang was already standing there, holding his blanket and pillow.

She looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"I’m afraid of the dark, I don’t want to sleep alone."

Having said that, he didn’t wait for her to respond before he forcibly squeezed into the room with the quilt and quickly walked to the bed.

Pei Yang had a bit of courage, but not a lot.

So he didn’t dare to hope that he could sleep next to his fragrant and soft wife. He only dared to move his son to the middle of the bed under the guise of big bullying small, then he quickly and stylishly occupied the spot where his son had just been lying and lay down flat.

The entire action was done in one fell swoop, taking no more than five seconds, leaving Shen Mingzhu no time to speak.

"Wife, I’m going to sleep first, goodnight."

Pei Ziheng glanced at his dad and chuckled lightly, "Well copied homework."

Pei Yang reached out and pulled down his son’s eyelids, "Sleep."

Pei Ziheng: Sleep is sleep, but why do you have to use the gesture reserved for closing a dead person’s eyes?

Shen Mingzhu stared at the large and small figures occupying two-thirds of her bed and rolled her eyes in speechlessness, but she didn’t say anything to drive them away.

After turning off the light, Shen Mingzhu lay down on the bed, using the moonlight from outside the window.

Pei Ziheng, being small with a hefty sleepiness, quickly fell asleep in the quiet and comfortable environment.

But for Shen Mingzhu, this night was destined to be sleepless.

It was unclear whether the moonlight outside the window was too bright and tender or whether the person lying next to her made her restless.

"Mingzhu."

"What?"

Shen Mingzhu turned her head to find that Pei Yang was also leaning his head over to look at her, his deep eyes sparkling in the darkness.

It was very much like a certain animal.

"I can’t sleep."

"If you can’t sleep, count the stars."

"To how many?"

"Whatever you want."

"Can I count something else?"

Shen Mingzhu was about to respond when Pei Ziheng, lying between the two, suddenly sat up straight.

"It’s so noisy; can’t you two go outside to talk?"

Shen Mingzhu hurriedly held her son back down onto the bed and coaxed him with a gentle voice, "Sorry, son, we won’t talk anymore. You continue sleeping, be good."

Under her gentle coaxing, Pei Ziheng’s breathing quickly became even and steady.

Pei Yang didn’t make a sound throughout the process, but his eyes never left her body.

His sight was already excellent, and with the moonlight coming in through the window, he could almost see the features of his wife’s face, even her expressions, more tender and enchanting than he had imagined in his dreams, making him feel a burning heat in his chest.

After calming their son, Shen Mingzhu was ready to lie down to sleep, but unexpectedly Pei Yang reached over their son to grab her.

She turned her head to see Pei Yang gesturing towards the door.

I’m going to sleep.

Shen Mingzhu withdrew her hand, silently indicating refusal.

After responding, she closed her eyes to let sleep come.

She hadn’t been asleep for ten seconds before her body was lifted into the air, and as soon as she opened her eyes, a man’s heated lips sealed hers.

Pei Yang was not trying to take advantage of her, but he was worried she might wake their sleeping son.

Shen Mingzhu, similarly not wanting to disturb their son, could only watch helplessly as the man carried her out of the room.

Once outside the room, Shen Mingzhu immediately struggled out of Pei Yang’s arms and shut the bedroom door before glaring at him.

"What are you doing?"

Pei Yang looked down at her, his eyes tender, "I wanted to have a proper talk with you."

Shen Mingzhu was speechless, "Haven’t we talked enough tonight?"

"Not enough, you’ve only talked about yourself, and you haven’t heard about what happened to me at sea..."

While speaking, Pei Yang lifted his injured left hand for her to see, his expression a little aggrieved, "You don’t know how I got hurt."

Looking at the terrifying scar encircling the man’s forearm, something tightened inexplicably in Shen Mingzhu’s heart.

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