Crybaby Transmigrated into a Little Husband Chapter 108

Chapter 108: 

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番外: 紀小寶的一天

[A Day in the Life of Ji Xiaobao]

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Hi everyone, I’m Ji Xiaobao, the little treasure of our family. I’m already three years old this year, and next year I’ll be about four. Big Daddy says that once I turn four, I’ll be a big kid and won’t be allowed to go to Little Daddy’s place to ask for candy anymore. If I do, he’ll punish me. I think this decision is completely unbearable for a big kid like me. When that time comes, I’ll go tell my little daddy. That way, he’ll feel sorry for me and give me extra treats. When it comes to this, I’m a pretty smart kid.

I also have an annoying older brother named Ji Dabao, though he hates that name. He insists everyone call him by his full name, Ji Changran. Though I think Ji Dabao sounds better, as an understanding younger brother, I call him by his preferred name. I hate to admit it, but if I don’t, he’ll hide my candy when our daddies aren’t looking and tell Grand Daddy that I’ve been sneaking snacks. Sigh, I always bear burdens no child my age should have to carry.

Early that morning, under the wet nurse’s care, I donned my finest red outfit and fastened the longevity lock we’d bought with Little Father last time. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t imagine a more handsome child than myself.

Just as I was basking in my own handsomeness, a cold snort came from behind me, followed by Ji Dabao’s annoying voice: “What’s so great about being so fat?”

I turned to see Ji Dabao standing behind me. So what if he was taller and thinner than me? What was there to be proud of? Little Daddy said looking like me was true good fortune. Hmph. As a kid about to become an adult, I wasn’t going to bother with such childish nonsense. I turned to ask the wet nurse to bring my favorite piggy pouch, but as I passed by him, my face suddenly stung as Ji Dabao grabbed my cheek.

Before I knew it, tears welled up in my eyes. But instead of apologizing, the person before me shook his head and sighed, “Still as soft as ever. Ji Xiaobao, have you been eating too much lately? You look like a little piglet.”

That was the last straw. I burst into tears and ran toward the wet nurse. After staying in her warm, soft embrace for a long while, and only after she promised to give me an extra osmanthus sugar candy tomorrow, did I finally stop crying. Reluctantly, I followed Ji Dabao to find Father and the others.

All the way there, I ignored Ji Dabao. I wanted him to realize his mistake, but he never showed any remorse. Even when we reached Father and the others, he didn’t apologize to me. I felt I should be angry, to make him understand his error. But when I saw Little Father smiling at me, with my favorite sweets by his side, I couldn’t help but throw myself into his arms. “Little Father, I missed you so much!” “Even though Jida Bao and I lived right next door to our daddies, not seeing Little Daddy at night made me miss him terribly.

Clinging to Little Daddy, breathing in his scent, I felt utterly joyful. Using both hands and feet, I climbed into his lap and sat down, waiting obediently for Little Daddy to feed me. Jida Bao seemed intensely jealous of my favored treatment. He gave me a cold snort, then stood respectfully before Big Daddy. Using the etiquette he’d just learned from the teacher a few days ago, he bowed to Big Daddy. Big Daddy looked pleased—though he only raised his eyebrows slightly, I knew he was happy. That was the same expression he wore whenever Little Daddy made something fancy and offered it to Big Daddy first.

Sure enough, seeing Ji Dabao like this, Big Daddy reached out to pat his head and praised, “Changran learns quickly and well.”

Hearing Big Daddy’s praise, Ji Dabao—who usually wore nothing but a sour expression—lifted his head and flashed Big Daddy a rather silly grin. Not a trace of his usual wise and heroic demeanor remained, I thought to myself as I ate the pastry Little Daddy had brought to my mouth.

After praising Ji Dabao,Big Daddy turned his gaze toward me. In that instant, I froze like a lamb caught in the stare of a hungry wolf, unable to move a muscle. He studied me for a long moment. As I stood stiff with fear, he finally furrowed his brow slightly and asked with puzzlement, “Has Xiao Bao gained weight again?”

Hearing this, my body froze instantly. Then I heard my Little Father’s soft voice, tinged with a faint smile: “Yes, I noticed it when I picked Xiao Bao up just now.”

At that moment, I didn’t know whether I was drowning in the thought that even my Little Father thought I was fat, or silently mourning the pastries I’d be deprived of from now on. Either outcome felt like a catastrophe this little one couldn’t bear. Frozen in place, I dared not stir on my little daddy’s lap, terrified that any movement might prompt them to cut my rations further. To become a pitiful child deprived of sweets, like so many others—how dreadful that would be.

But before I could dwell further on how to protect my candies, my dear little daddy continued, “But Xiao Bao is still young. He’ll naturally slim down as he grows older.”

Big Daddy looked me over, sizing me up from head to toe. I couldn’t tell if he was weighing the credibility of little daddy’s words, but in the end, he nodded in agreement.

Seeing Big Daddy react this way, I knew my candy was safe. My spirits lifted again, and I happily stuffed more pastries into my mouth. I shot a glance at Ji Dabao, sitting there so primly. I was definitely the favorite baby of both daddies.

Ji Dabao ignored me completely, as if I didn’t exist. I was so annoyed! I started eating even faster.

Just as I was about to tackle the remaining half-plate of pastries, Little Daddy grabbed my hand, forbidding me to eat more. “Eat less. We’re taking you out later. If you eat too much now, you won’t have room for anything else and will just get frustrated watching.”

Hearing Little Daddy’s words, I thought it over. I couldn’t let the small loss outweigh the big gain—I needed to save room for eating out. But I couldn’t lose face either, so I puffed out my little belly and declared, “My tummy is huge! I can eat tons!”

Little Daddy patted my belly and chuckled, “That’s right, our Little Treasure has a big belly. But there’s so much to try outside—we have to sample a little of everything!”

I pondered seriously, then nodded solemnly. “Hmm, Little Daddy’s right.” Instantly, everyone laughed.

Soon after, neatly dressed, we boarded our family carriage with Daddy and the others, heading toward the place Little Daddy had mentioned. Besides home, my favorite place was this carriage. Soft cushions covered the top, while fluffy blankets lined the bottom. I could roll around down there without anyone scolding me. Even if I accidentally bumped myself and got hurt, Little Daddy would comfort me with great tenderness.

The moment I climbed aboard, I dove toward my favorite pair of plush toys. Little Daddy had specially commissioned them to keep us entertained—so soft they felt even squishier than I did, each shaped differently. My absolute favorite was a little lion cub. I thought it looked just as strong and bold as me. As I dove into the pile of plushies, I heard a soft grunt behind me. I knew it was Ji Dabao. He wanted to do the same, but lately, he’d been learning about proper gentlemanly conduct from his master—sitting upright, speaking with decorum. He didn’t want to act this way.

I didn’t care. I loved it. So, under Ji Dabao’s envious, jealous gaze, I rolled around on it several times. Hmph, just to annoy him.

Only when I’d had my fill did the carriage arrive at its destination. Hearing the surrounding commotion, I fearlessly refused Little Daddy’s offer to carry me down. Instead, I mimicked Ji Dabao’s manner and stepped down one foot at a time. Sure enough, the moment I stepped down, I was met by a crowd staring at me. They must have been captivated by my heroic stance. A few young ladies even whispered among themselves, but I paid them no mind.

After all, I was the legitimate son of the Ji family. I was destined to become a formidable figure, marry someone I loved, and then give her everything—just as my father had given to my stepfather. Though he didn’t fully grasp the meaning, the wet nurses and maids around him always spoke of his little father with envy—envious of the grandeur of his wedding procession, envious of how well Big Daddy treated him. I too would be like my big daddy. Even though I’d be reluctant to part with my candy, I would share it with her.

Just as my mind was wandering, my hand was taken. I turned to see none other than the arrogant Ji Dabao. Spotting me looking at him, he declared with his usual smugness:

“I’ll hold your hand tight so no one snatches you away to sell.”

With that, he grabbed my hand and started walking forward. Staring at our clasped hands, I sniffed and wondered if Ji Dabao was the kind of hypocrite my little daddy often talked about when he mentioned big daddies.

Watching Ji Dabao lead the way before me, I magnanimously forgave his earlier behavior. After all, I was a good kid.

Little Daddy said that being a good kid meant forgiving others for their occasional rudeness.

Big daddy led Little daddy ahead,while Ji Dabao held my hand behind them. Along the way, people kept greeting us. Big daddy merely gave a slight nod before walking away, looking exceptionally imposing. When it came time to go upstairs, Little daddy thoughtfully asked if we needed to be carried up. Just as I was about to say yes, Ji Dabao coldly declared, “We’re big kids now, so we can go up by ourselves.”

Hearing this, Little Daddy smiled. To my disbelief, he actually let us walk up on our own. I turned to glare at the person beside me, ready to scold him for this, but he was the one who got angry first, throwing a tantrum: “What about you? Aren’t you a big kid? Do you need an adult to carry you up?”

I felt deeply wronged, even on the verge of tears. Stammering, I replied, “I am a big kid. I can climb up myself.”

“Mhm.” Then he took my hand and led me step by step up the stairs.

When we reached the top, Little Daddy had been waiting there all along. He looked at us with a warm smile and praised, “Big Treasure (Da Bao), Little Treasure (Xiao Bao), you’re so amazing! You climbed all the way up those tall stairs. For the last little bit, let us carry you.”

I forced a strained smile at Little Daddy, trying to maintain my tough image, but the moment he lifted me, I collapsed into his arms. Turning my head, I saw Ji Dabao also nestled obediently in Big Daddy’s arms, looking utterly exhausted.

Only after the daddies carried us up to the third floor did I secretly thank myself for my wise decision. Otherwise, climbing all those stairs would have worn me out completely—I might have fallen asleep after just a couple bites of food.

Daddy led us straight to the door of a beautifully decorated room. The moment we arrived, the door opened automatically. Seeing this, my mouth fell open in amazement—it was truly magical.

Before we even stepped inside, a cheerful voice greeted us: “I never expected you’d bring Dabao and Xiaobao along this time! It’s been ages since I last saw them.”

I recognized it immediately—Uncle Lei’s voice. I especially liked Uncle Lei because unlike others who always brought random junk, he’d bring tasty snacks for himself and Ji Dabao. They were so delicious. Just thinking about it made my mouth water uncontrollably.

Once inside, Uncle Lei spotted me and burst into hearty laughter. “Ji Ling, I wonder who your son takes after—he’s such a glutton! He practically drools at the sight of me.” He walked over to my little daddy, picked me up, and said, “But I’m afraid we’ll have to disappoint our little treasure this time. Uncle Lei came to see your father on business and didn’t bring any treats.”

Hearing this, I felt like the sky was falling. How could he come to see me without bringing food?

Uncle Lei burst into laughter again, laughing so exaggeratedly it made me shake. “I tell you, Little Treasure, that expression is hilarious! How did you raise this child? Why not just give him to me?”

Hearing Uncle Lei’s words, I stared at him blankly. Then I looked at Big Daddy and Ji Dabao, both of whom had expressions that seemed to want to say something but held back. Only Little Daddy smiled.

After playing with Uncle Lei for a while, he set me down on a nearby seat. My eyes met those of my annoying older brother. The moment our gazes locked, he snapped at me again, “You’re such a child.”

“Hmph.” I ignored him.

The adults were discussing matters, and I didn’t want to deal with this brat in front of me. So I started playing with my fingers. Until I caught a whiff of something sweet. Sniffing again, I confirmed it was my favorite milk cake. Turning my head, I saw Green Lotus carrying a tray of pastries and placing it before me. She looked at us with a smile and said, “Master Lei just now ordered the kitchen to prepare these. They were sent up as soon as they were ready. Young masters, you should eat while they’re still warm. They won’t taste as good once they cool down.”

I wholeheartedly agreed with Lühe’s words. Carefully picking one up, I began to eat it slowly. After two pieces, I reluctantly left the remaining two for that little pest. Little Daddy said good children should learn to share, so I watched helplessly as Ji Dabao devoured my milk cakes bite by bite, not even leaving half a piece for me like he usually did. I could faintly hear Uncle Lei’s laughter in the background. “This kid is too funny! He’s practically drooling over it. Oh my, this is hilarious! Hahahaha!”

After Ji Dabao finished eating, I licked the drool from my lips, wondering if I could ask Little Daddy to make it for me again when we got back. Even as Lühe wrapped our food pouches around us, I was still thinking of how to ask.

Little Daddy explained that since Ji Dabao and I were still young, we couldn’t eat the same food as the adults, so they’d set up a separate table just for us. The grown-ups were chatting happily over there, and with Lühe’s help, I ate quite well too.

When we were almost done, Lühe asked if we were full before clearing the dishes away. I lay there, my little belly sticking out. Little Daddy, who had also finished eating, rubbed my tummy. As he massaged it, sleep began to overtake me. Just before drifting off, I caught their conversation: “These two kids of yours are such characters! The older one is mature and steady, while the younger one is such a glutton. I’d love to take them home myself.”

“They’re my children,” came the voice of Big Daddy.

I was my daddies’ child, and no one could take me away. With that thought, I drifted off to sleep. When I opened my eyes, we were almost at our doorstep. Big Daddy was holding me, his face turned sideways as he whispered something to Little Daddy. His gaze was so tender it made me feel a little shy. I thought to myself: My wish for my next birthday is for my daddies to always be this kind. I don’t know how long “forever” lasts, but I imagine it must be a very, very long time, ba.