House Dad's Literary Life

Chapter 469: Mother-in-Law Is Coming to Town, Too

When the plane landed, Yang Yi and Mo Fei were caught by the reporters who had been waiting for them for a long time. Although Yang Huan and the others had successfully taken Xixi and the old man to the nanny van first, Yang Yi and Mo Fei were still surrounded by reporters and had to give interviews.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t get away. It was just that when the reporters had been chasing after them earlier, one young woman had been jostled so badly that her right shoe had been stepped off. She didn’t even have time to pick it up and could only keep hopping along after them barefoot. She looked rather pitiful.

Feeling sorry for the young reporter, Mo Fei stopped and said gently, “Go pick up your shoe first. Don’t rush. I can answer one of your questions.”

Yang Yi stayed behind as well. He was one of the reporters’ targets in the first place, and he couldn’t possibly leave Mo Fei to face the reporters alone. (Mo Xiaojuan, standing nearby: Meow? Meow?)

However, even if he stayed, all he could do was serve as a human shield for Mo Fei. Mo Xiaojuan was still the more experienced one. She said, “Everyone, please don’t rush. How about this? Each media outlet can ask only one question. Our time is limited, and I know everyone has worked hard, too. Let’s go one at a time. The sooner you finish asking your questions, the sooner you can all go back and rest. How about that?”

The reporters asked all sorts of questions. Interestingly, however, the second question was directed at Yang Yi.

“Yang Yi, I’d like to ask you something. When will you officially debut? Are you planning to release a new album? Will you hold a solo concert? Your fans have been calling for it very loudly!” one reporter asked.

“That’s already three questions!” Mo Xiaojuan exclaimed.

“They may look like three questions, but they’re really just one,” the reporter said with a cheeky smile.

Yang Yi hadn’t expected the reporter to turn to him. He patted Mo Xiaojuan on the shoulder and said with a smile, “It’s alright. Let me handle this. Regarding your question, I’d like to say that I haven’t decided when I’ll officially debut yet. But even if I do, I won’t be a proper entertainer. At most, I’ll release an album and sing a few songs for everyone. So, I hope everyone will continue to focus their attention on Mo Fei!”

“Alright, next!” Mo Xiaojuan said.

“Hey, Yang Yi! You haven’t said whether you’ll hold a solo concert! And you haven’t fully answered the question about when you’ll debut, either!” the reporter said anxiously.

Another reporter beside him chuckled and said, “I don’t see anything wrong with that. They only allowed you to ask one question, but you asked three. Yang Yi answered one of them. That’s perfectly okay!”

After a period of buzzing chatter, the reporters had finally almost finished asking their questions. The last one remaining was the female reporter whose shoe had been knocked off earlier. She didn’t seem very experienced and looked a little nervous as she asked, “Mo Fei, I’d like to ask you something. Last night, your husband went out in the middle of the night to buy wonton noodles. Were they for you?”

What an unexpected question! Yang Yi was a little surprised, too. He hadn’t expected the reporters to be so resourceful that they had even managed to dig up the detail about the wonton noodles. Of course, he didn’t know that the female reporter was merely building on someone else’s report.

“Are you sure you want to ask that question?” Mo Fei asked in surprise. Out of kindness, she even gave the reporter another chance. “Would you like to change it?”

“Uh, no need.” The female reporter said somewhat awkwardly.

“Alright. That’s true. The concert ended rather late last night. I told Yang Yi in the car that I was a little hungry, so after we got out, he went to buy my favorite food: fresh shrimp wontons with bamboo-pressed noodles.” Mo Fei was being kind, so she elaborated a little. Little did she know that, without meaning to, she had once again showered the entire nation with a display of affection between the two of them.

……

After returning home, Mo Fei was called by Mo Henian to have a talk on the balcony.

Yang Yi didn’t want to eavesdrop, so he took Xixi with him to sort through the toys they had brought back from Yangcheng. Most of them were stuffed toys, souvenirs from the gift shop at Yangcheng Zoo. The moment the little girl showed that she liked something, Fu Jun would simply wave his hand and buy her a whole bunch to bring home.

“Where should we put this gorilla? On the second shelf?” Yang Yi asked, holding up a gorilla plushie about the size of his palm.

There was a large cabinet in the bedroom that Yang Yi had specifically set up for Xixi to display her toys.

“Put it there, together with this one.” Xixi took out a baboon plushie and said.

“What is this monkey with permed hair called? Do you still remember its name?” Yang Yi deliberately held back from taking it, testing his daughter.

“Hehe, I know! It’s called a baboon!” The little girl lifted her head, her smile revealing several pearly white teeth. She was utterly adorable.

She seemed to be saying, That little question won’t stump me!

Yang Yi snapped his fingers and said, “That’s right! You got it!”

Next came a giraffe plushie. This long-necked toy was Xixi’s favorite. The moment she saw her father take it out, she excitedly pounced toward him.

“Oh! I don’t want this one to go up there! I want to sleep with it!” The little girl hugged the giraffe plushie tightly and refused to let go, speaking happily.

“You can’t play with it just yet. Papa needs to wash it first. Once it’s clean and dry, I’ll give it back to you! Otherwise, there’ll be lots of germs on it, like little bugs, that might crawl into your tummy. Then your tummy will hurt!” Yang Yi said. He wasn’t exaggerating at all.

“Alright, then!” Xixi reluctantly let go, but her eyes remained fixed on her father’s hands as she watched him put the giraffe aside.

Just then, Mo Fei pushed open the bedroom door and walked over with a strange expression, saying, “Yang Yi, I have something to tell you!”

In public, including when Xixi was around, she was still rather shy about showing affection and simply called Yang Yi by his name. Only when the two of them were alone did they address each other affectionately as “Hubby” and “Wifey.”

What was it? Why so mysterious?

Yang Yi put down the plushie in his hand and followed Mo Fei outside.

Behind them, when Xixi saw her father leave, her eyes darted around. Then she went “Ouch!” and flopped onto the bed, rolling around. She “accidentally” bumped into the giraffe plushie, then giggled and picked it up to play with.

Now, after Yang Yi and Mo Fei had stepped outside, Mo Fei said to him a little sheepishly, “My mom is coming, too!”

“What?” Yang Yi was a little surprised, but he quickly composed himself and smiled. “That’s wonderful! Mom is coming? She’s very welcome! A warm welcome!”

“No, what my dad means is that he wants us to hold the wedding as soon as possible. We can’t put it off until my belly has already grown big.” Mo Fei looked at Yang Yi apologetically as she explained. She also felt the same way herself. She didn’t want to walk down the aisle with a pregnant belly, and the wedding photos probably wouldn’t look very good that way.

Originally, according to their earlier discussions, Yang Yi and Mo Fei were supposed to hold a traditional Chinese wedding first in Yang Yi’s hometown of Anqing, then travel to the United States to hold a Western-style wedding. That way, they would have held wedding ceremonies with both families!

Of course, the original plan had been to wait until Yang Qing got married first and until Mo Fei’s contract with Tianmei had ended before holding their own wedding. But plans couldn’t keep up with changes. Who could have expected Mo Fei to suddenly become pregnant?

Mo Henian couldn’t wait any longer. He had already called Zhou Mengyu over, and the two families would then go together to Yang Yi’s hometown to discuss everything and arrange to combine the two wedding ceremonies into one!

“So that’s what this is about!” Yang Yi nodded. He smiled and said, “This mainly depends on what you want. Whatever decision you make, I’ll support you!”

They were talking in the hallway when Mo Henian, who had been listening, couldn’t hold back any longer. He walked over and reproached them, “This wedding isn’t a matter of whether Feifei wants it or not. You’re already husband and wife. This wedding should have been held a long time ago. How can you keep putting it off?”

Mo Fei’s own wishes were actually quite clear. After discussing it together, she and Yang Yi soon made their decision: they would move the wedding forward and hold it earlier than planned!