Chapter Twelve: Motherly Love

  On New Year's Eve, the whole family gathers together to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

  However, Cao Sen did not have the opportunity to spend the New Year of 06 with his parents. In order not to worry and worry about his parents, he could only let the substitute old tree skin enjoy the warmth of home. He himself, under the leadership of "parents" Huo Yun and Mei Fang, was invited to live in General Building of Sima De's house.

  In the twenty-four Spring Festivals that Cao Sen had spent, he never took this traditional holiday to heart and never understood why his parents were so concerned about his whereabouts every New Year's Eve, repeatedly reminding him to stay at home. Cao Sen clearly remembered that during a Spring Festival in high school, he and Teng Fei planned to spend the New Year's Eve night at a nightclub. The next day, when he returned home exhausted from the nightclub, the disappointment in his mother's eyes left Cao Sen perplexed - wasn't it just one dinner? They ate together as a family every day, so why make such a fuss about this one meal?

  Now he understands, this meal must be cherished! The New Year's Eve dinner is not just a sumptuous dinner, it is also the end of the past year, the expectation for the new year, and a day when family members gather around the table to dispel all troubles and bad luck with strong family affection, making life more complete. On such a day, on such an evening, where can you go if not stay at home?

  Unfortunately, Cao Sen didn't have this opportunity this year. It was precisely because he didn't have this opportunity that he came to understand the significance of New Year's Eve dinner and miss his parents even more. As he listened to the dense firecracker sounds outside the window, Cao Sen's eyes gradually became moist.

  "Oh no, little baby, why are your eyes red?" Xiang Xiang ran over and held Cao Sen's face, asking as she kissed him on the cheek.

  Meifang held Cao Sen and looked down, her heart aching, "Good boy, don't be afraid, it's okay, the noise outside is just firecrackers, they won't hurt my baby."

  Standing in a corner of the living room, Sima De, who was boasting with Jinda Chui, burst out laughing at this scene. What's wrong with Mei Fang? She really treats Cao Sen as her own son!

  Yang Xiang told her mother-in-law a joke, making the old lady laugh out loud, then refilled the tea for her father who was chatting with Huo Yun, and instructed the nanny to take good care of the guests before pulling her husband aside.

  "Did you hear what Mei Fang just said?" Yang Xiang asked her husband.

  "Haha, I heard that, Cao Sen is happy now, unexpectedly gaining a mother who loves him..."

  "What's wrong with your brain?" Yang Xiang glared at her husband, "Did you hear Mei Fang's tone and see the look in her eyes? She obviously treats Cao Sen as if he were her own son, this is not normal!"

  Simu De took a closer look at Mei Fang holding Cao Sen, and indeed, she was overly doting. Even if they were biological mother and son, they wouldn't be inseparable like that, not even for a minute. Was it possible that Mei Fang had mental issues?

  "I feel," Yang Xiang continued, "that Mei Fang must have suffered some blow in the past, and this blow is definitely related to children. When Cao Sen became a toddler, he became her spiritual sustenance, so much so that she confused their identities. Husband, I can be sure of it, she has already taken little Cao Sen as her own son!"

  As for his wife's wisdom, Sima De had always been convinced and obedient. "Then, should I let them separate?"

  "Split up? Hmph, you try it, Mei Fang will fight to the death!"

  "What's to be done?"

  "This is definitely a good thing for Little Cao Sen, you brothers can rest assured to let Mei Fang take care of Little Cao Sen, just tell your friends to fully respect Mei Fang's power as a mother."

  "No problem, this is no problem, hehe, wife, look, we're not young anymore, when are we going to have one? Best if you can give birth to a daughter, let our daughter marry Little Cao Sen, hehe, I'll be Old Man Cao Sen's father-in-law..."

  "Go ahead and dream, you won't quit smoking or drinking, let alone want kids!" Yang Xiang replied firmly. "Also, call Cao Sen's parents to wish them a happy new year later, and let Little Cao Sen hear his dad and mom's voices on the extension."

  Simmered in anger, he slapped his own forehead, "Damn it, I still underestimated my wife's meticulousness. How could I have forgotten this?"

  Cao Sen's family, the old tree skin changed fake Cao Sen is enjoying the warmth of the family, comfortably sitting on the sofa waiting for parents to cook dinner, good big meal.

  Ding ding ding, the phone rang. False Cao Sen picked up the phone and listened for two sentences, "Dad, mom, Sima De wishes you a happy new year!"

  Cao Fu replied from the kitchen: "Thank him and ask his parents how they are doing on my behalf."

  "Dad, come and answer the phone, this kid insists on hearing your voice." said Jia Cao Sen.

  "Others, like Sima De, are more polite than you." Cao's father said, picking up the kitchen extension and exchanging a few pleasantries with Sima De. What struck Cao's father as strange was that on the other end of the line, there seemed to be a voice from deep in his memory calling out to him. The voice was so familiar, just like... Cao Sen's baby talk when he was young. This voice softened Cao's father's heart and for a moment, he was transported back to the past.

  Cao Sen's mother took the phone and also spoke a few words with Sima De. She too heard that strange voice, and as a mother, she immediately recognized it was Cao Sen's childhood voice. "Sen Sen, are you listening on the phone? Speak to Mom quickly!"

  Cao's father hastily grabbed the phone, bid farewell to Sima De, and after hanging up the phone, he lightly scolded his wife, "Our son is not sitting properly there, what are you yelling about on the phone?"

  Cao Sen's mother wiped away her tears, "Alas, it's already the New Year, people are just too sensitive and nostalgic, I must have misheard."

  In Sima De's home, the real Cao Sen held onto the phone and wailed loudly, his cries loud and heart-wrenching. Damn it, I'm a baby now, I have the right to cry! If I want to cry, I'll cry! Cao Sen didn't care about his nose running with snot and tears, he just cried with all his might.

  Mei Fang busily wiped away Xiao Cao Sen's tears, then snatched the phone and slammed it down. She detested the middle-aged couple on the other end of the line, who would fight with her for her own son. Xiao Cao Sen was hers, no one could take him away!

  Xiao Cao Sen's crying startled Sima De's parents, and the two elderly people hurried over to comfort the child. The old people were all fond of children, and in a short while they promised Xiao Cao Sen countless benefits, just to exchange for his smile.

  But Cao Sen didn't care and continued to cry out loud.

  Simazhe's father, at this moment, didn't look like a general, but an ordinary old man. He hugged little Cao Sen and kindly asked: "Come on, tell Grandpa, who bullied you?"

  Cao Sen looked around and saw the cigarette in Sima De's hand, so he pointed at Sima De and continued to cry loudly, "Damn it, I'm annoyed, I want to smoke!"

  Simen De's father was furious and said to his son, "Get out of the way! It's New Year's Day, why are you teasing the kid? Come on, good boy, don't cry. Grandpa will tell you stories about battles."

  Cao Sen continued to cry, I want to smoke!

  As Cao Sen's crying grew louder, Sima De's father's gaze at Sima De also became increasingly severe.

  Simmering with resentment, what did I do to provoke that little brat? But what can he say? He could only hide by the side and glare at Cao Sen, praying in his heart: Brother, Sen-ge, Sen-dajie, don't cry anymore, if you keep crying, my New Year's Eve will be ruined. Finally, he had an idea, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed it into Little Cao Sen's chest.

  This trick really worked, Cao Sen immediately stopped crying, holding the cigarette box to his nose and smelling it fiercely. Ah, it smells so good! If only he could take a puff, that would be great! It's been a whole week since he last smelled smoke. Of course, this is impossible, not to mention others, Mei Fang couldn't pass this test no matter what.

  Simu De's father was taken aback for a moment, why does this little guy like cigarette boxes? Immediately he was overjoyed, "Good boy, really good boy, at such a young age you're already like a man, liking cigarettes, great, great, great!"

  Simu's mother snatched the cigarette from Little Cao Sen, scolding her husband, "Nonsense! What's good about kids liking cigarettes? Are you hoping that Little Mu Mu will also become a smoker like you two? Come on, little one, give Grandma the cigarette."

  Cao Sen clutched the cigarette box tightly in both hands and refused to give it up, no matter what.

  Mei Fang came over and snatched the cigarette pack away, what could Cao Sen do to resist? He stared blankly as Mei Fang threw the cigarette into the trash bag.

  Alas! Cao Sen and Sima De let out a sigh at the same time.

  The New Year's Eve dinner has begun.

  Because of Little Cao Sen, the Sima De's home became exceptionally lively. Sima De's parents had been longing for a grandson for a long time. The arrival of Little Cao Sen brought joy and laughter to the two elderly people, who piled all the delicious food and drink in front of Mei Fang. Cao Sen indeed wanted to have a big meal, but unfortunately, his hands were short and he was too small, so he couldn't reach anything. He sat in Mei Fang's arms, anxiously waving his claws, making the two old people laugh heartily.

  Even Yang Xin has put all her energy on Little Cao Sen, which makes Sima De very resentful. In his heart, he secretly hates him, thinking: "If it weren't for this little brat, I would be the main character tonight. Now I'm not even a supporting actor. You just wait, I'll deal with you later."

  Gradually, Cao Sen felt the benefits of being a child. As long as he wanted to eat, he would point with his small hand, and the rest would be taken care of by Mei Fang, who would carefully feed him, not too hot or too cold, just right.

  Cao Sen was eating happily, when he inadvertently raised his head and saw the jealous gaze of his brother Sima De. He cursed in his heart, "I'm already like this, you're still jealous of me? Just wait for me to deal with you."

  Simu De also saw Cao Sen's gaze and secretly made a gesture of slapping his buttocks.

  "Hey, Cao Sen thought, you're still threatening me? This is what you asked for, don't blame me."

  Then Little Cao Sen suddenly stopped eating, stretched out a pair of small hands to Yang Xiang, and stuttered: "You... you... hug... hug... me!"

  Yang Xiang was very surprised, Cao Sen didn't know that she understood Cao Sen's changes, why did he still let her hug him? After all, she was cleverer than others, taking a look at her husband and then looking at the smile in Cao Sen's eyes, she knew the reason behind it.

  She smiled brightly and stretched out her hands to Cao Sen, "Good boy, come on, Auntie will give you a hug!"

  Simmering with rage, Sima De glared at Cao Sen as he pounced into his wife's arms and deliberately rubbed his head against her face, making her giggle. "Damn it!" he cursed inwardly. Cao Sen beamed with a smile, speaking in a voice that even he found nauseating: "Come on, little cutie, Uncle wants a hug too."

  Damn it, if I get my hands on you, I'll teach you a lesson!

  Cao Sen had a way to deal with Sima De, and that was crying. Before Sima De's hand even touched him, his mouth opened wide, and tears flowed freely, "Waaah...!"

  "Take back your dog's paws!" Before anyone else could speak, Sima De's father was already displeased, "You're so scary that you even made a child cry."

  Simazhēn's teeth were clenched in anger, but he was really helpless against Cao Sen, so he had no choice but to sit back down with a gloomy expression.

  Simida sat back, and Cao Sen immediately stopped crying.

  Yang Xiang giggled and said, "You little rascal!" As she spoke, she kissed Cao Sen's forehead again.

  Simida is extremely depressed.

  "Wooden mom, let the old man hold your baby for a bit, don't mind?"

  Mei Fang was reluctant to let Xiao Cao Sen leave her arms, but as long as she acknowledged that she was Xiao Cao Sen's mother, she was willing to share her son with others.

  Unfortunately, Cao Sen didn't want to sit in the old man's arms and clumsily climbed back onto Mei Fang's body. Mei Fang smiled apologetically at the old man and hugged Cao Sen even tighter.

  On New Year's Eve, the Sima De family spent the evening in laughter and joy, except for Sima De, who was not happy. Sima De wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge on Cao Sen, but unfortunately, Mei Fang watched over little Cao Sen like a mother hen protecting her chicks, so Sima De didn't have any chance.

  Before going to sleep, Mei Fang carried Cao Sen to the bathroom. Cao Sen had already gotten used to Mei Fang taking care of everything for him, and this was something he really couldn't handle on his own. For this young body, many actions that adults found easy were just too difficult.

  Lying in Mei Fang's warm embrace, feeling Mei Fang's rich and elastic twin peaks and the unique fragrance of a woman, Cao Sen comfortably smacked his lips, perhaps this life wasn't bad either.

  But on the second day, Cao Sen dispelled this idea, for no other reason than that he had wet his bed!

  No matter how mature Cao Sen's mind was, his current body was still that of a one-year-old child. Many things couldn't be done as he wished, perhaps it was because he drank too much on New Year's Eve, or perhaps he had played too hard, in short, Cao Sen failed to control his organs and treated the bed as a toilet while fast asleep.

  Simmer De originally wanted to see if there was an opportunity to revenge Cao Sen, but when he knocked on the door and came in, he saw Mei Fang changing the sheets with a smile, and on the changed sheet, there was a wet map. He was stunned for a moment before realizing it was Cao Sen's masterpiece, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, getting happier as he laughed, eventually sitting down on the floor while still laughing.

  Cao Sen was both ashamed and angry, damn it, what kind of body is this? I want to grow up, I want to go back to being 24 years old!

  Mei Fang glared at Sima De who was laughing uncontrollably and shouted "Get out!"

  Simu De laughed too much and didn't hear Mei Fang's order. Suddenly, a delicate face appeared in front of him, a pair of autumn water scissors pupils were clear and calm, staring at him firmly. Sima De thought to himself, this Mei Fang is really not bad-looking, her eyes are no worse than my wife's.

  However, the clear eyes suddenly surged with waves, dark clouds rolled and strong winds howled, a towering giant wave rose from the ground, Sima De was immediately caught in the midst of the turbulent waves, a crashing sky-high giant wave that could shatter mountains, like an overturned sea, smashed towards his head.

  Simu De was closing his eyes and holding his head, waiting to be smashed into powder by the huge waves. However, after a long wait, there was no movement at all, and he himself was safe and sound. He opened his eyes and saw Mei Fang standing coldly beside him, hugging Xiao Cao Sen.

  "This is just a small lesson, don't think you can bully my son again, don't forget, I am an esper!" Mei Fang said coldly.

  Mind control! Oh my god, Sima De lamented in his heart. If he didn't use his gun, how could he fight against these ability users? This was the first time he directly faced an ability user's technique, and it really shocked him. He didn't want to try a second time. The sudden huge wave that just came was too realistic, and he was lucky not to have peed in his pants.

  Simmer thought of his wife's analysis of Mei Fang, and hurriedly said: "Actually I really like your son, it's just... hehe, men have different ways of expressing their fondness. By the way, my mom has prepared egg drop soup for your son, if you're free, bring him down to eat."

  He grasped Mei Fang's psychology, one mouthful of "your son", Mei Fang heard it, the frost on her face melted away.

  "Thank you, my mother and I have been staying at your place, it's really added a lot of trouble."

  "Nowhere, nowhere, Cao Sen and I are good brothers... uh, I have something to do, I'll leave first." Sima De hastily escaped the room.

  Cao Sen looked at Sima De's back, hating him to death. This kid owes him a beating. He'll crawl onto his wife again soon. I'm going to touch your wife's breasts!

  "Hum, you little rascal, don't dare to have bad ideas about other people's wives." Meifang warned.

  Cao Sen was shocked, how did she know what he was thinking?

  "No one knows you better than your mother, silly!"

  Next, Mei Fang gave Cao Sen's face a big kiss.

  Cao Sen not only didn't get annoyed, but seemed to like it even more. He thought to himself, "How come the two of us are becoming more and more like mother and son?" Oh heavens, I'm going to curse your ancestors!

  She bounced in, "Ha, let Auntie see if you're awake or not?"

  Cao Sen is talking nonsense, can't he see I'm wide awake?

  "Huh? Why are you looking at Little Auntie with such an expression? Spank!"

  Bang!