Chapter 212 Wet Pants

Zhao Chunyan had no idea the little brat had grown up. Fortunately, Shen Ermeng knew there were many people around, so he only glanced a couple of times before looking away.

Next was a lecture from the old village chief, who urged parents with children to absolutely warn them against going into the water by themselves.

As for these dozen or so mischievous boys, they would surely be beaten when they got home. Only Shen Donggen, from Shen Guobao's family, was spared the beating because he was taken to the barefoot doctor, Old Wang, the limper.

They had choked on so much water and their lives were saved, but no one knew if there would be any other repercussions. With their limited knowledge, they could only ask Old Wang.

Chen Yang and his father-in-law carried the bamboo poles home. Saving a child's life was a cause for celebration.

It was fortunate that it was this era. In the past, they would have had to invite Taoist priests or monks to perform rituals to appease the water ghosts in the river.

"How is it? Are those kids alright?"

Shen Xue's heart relaxed considerably when she saw her father and husband return.

She had been afraid that Chen Yang and Shen Futang would go to rescue the children, in case something happened, especially since Chen Yang couldn't swim.

"They're fine, all of them were rescued. Guobao's son Donggen choked on some water, and Yangzi saved him."

The father-in-law put down the bamboo poles, preparing to go back to his nap.

"It's good that everyone is alright. These mischievous rascals never learn from their mistakes. The water was so deep. If something had happened, how would their parents live on?"

Shen Xue was relieved to hear that they were all safe. As neighbors, if a child from any family met with misfortune, it would be upsetting for everyone.

"The two little ones are still sleeping soundly, saving us some worry."

Looking at the two sleeping children, Chen Yang lay back in the rocking chair and fanned them. It was still a bit hot, and a fine bead of sweat had appeared on the baby's forehead.

"Our son and daughter are the most well-behaved."

Shen Xue leaned against Chen Yang, squeezing herself into his embrace. The couple was cramped on the small rocking chair.

The older man, enveloped by the scent of osmanthus and his wife's fragrance, felt as if he were floating. Sudannovels.com

"What's wrong? Aren't you shy today, lying with me in the yard?"

He gently brushed some stray hairs from his wife's head, fanning the three of them.

"I just want to lie in your arms."

"You've been away for so long, don't I get to miss you?"

Yesterday, they had been too caught up in other things, and Shen Xue hadn't had a chance to say many things she wanted to.

When she didn't see him, she had a lot to say. Now that he was back, she didn't know what to say. She just wanted to lean on him, lie in his arms, and feel at ease.

Chen Yang said with a sincere expression, "Wife, I was wrong."

Shen Xue looked bewildered, "What did you do wrong?"

Chen Yang said, "From now on, wherever I go, I'll tie you to my belt. I'll never leave you and the children again. I missed you these past half a month too."

Shen Xue laughed and lightly punched Chen Yang's chest with her small fist, "You're so vulgar. You'd even take me to the outhouse and tie me to your belt."

Chen Yang sat up from the rocking chair with a serious expression, looking intently at Shen Xue, and said, "Wife, you've changed."

Shen Xue looked at his serious demeanor and felt a little nervous, "I, how have I changed? I haven't changed."

"No, you've changed. You've become even more lively and lovely."

Chen Yang suddenly hugged Shen Xue and kissed her. Shen Xue immediately smiled.

"You always like to come up with new tricks for me."

Despite her words, Shen Xue still nestled contentedly in Chen Yang's arms, guarding her wife and children. Looking up, she saw the fragrant osmanthus tree.

Looking at Shen Xue, who was sleeping sweetly in his arms, Chen Yang felt immense happiness. If he could, he would stay with them like this forever and ever.

The palm-leaf fan swayed, the rocking chair rocked, and Chen Yang himself fell into a deep sleep.

...

"Daddy, I need to pee."

Finally, it was Chen Hao's call that woke Chen Yang up.

Looking at his son standing in front of him with his legs crossed, Chen Yang was a bit dazed.

"Go pee then. Just go pee in the vegetable patch. It'll be fertilizer for the vegetables your grandma is growing."

Chen Yang rubbed his eyes. He had finally gotten to sleep, only to be woken up twice.

"Daddy, I can't untie my pants."

Chen Hao stood with his legs crossed, not daring to move. The little guy had woken up needing to pee.

He was holding it in so much that he was about to pee. He was groggy from just waking up, and the more anxious he got, the more he made mistakes. He had tied the drawstring of his pants into a knot that he couldn't untie.

Chen Yang listened and couldn't care about sleeping anymore.

He got up and went to untie his son's pants. In those days, elastic waistbands weren't common, so many tailors sewed two drawstrings to tie the pants.

As a result, Chen Yang saw the tangled knot of the drawstring and was at a loss.

He gritted his teeth and tried to untie it for the little guy, but after a couple of tries, he still couldn't.

"Daddy, I can't hold it anymore."

Chen Hao was on the verge of not being able to hold it and was stamping his feet in desperation.

"Almost there, almost there. Just one more try."

Chen Yang gritted his teeth, his fingernails digging into the small knot. Just as he was about to untie it and pull his son's pants down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he helped his son take off his pants.

The boy just peed.

Chen Yang was squatting to untie his son's pants, and as he looked up, it landed squarely.

The entire stream of urine hit Chen Yang's face.

Chen Yang was stunned.

In his past life, he had only seen scenes of small children peeing on their fathers' faces on television. At the time, Chen Yang had found it amusing.

He hadn't expected that his son, who was this old, would give him such a lesson.

Shen Xue had just woken up, groggy. She saw her son pee all over Chen Yang's face.

Shen Xue thought she was dreaming.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey."

Chen Yang was almost in a daze. He ignored the stunned Chen Hao and rushed to the well, scooped up a bucket of water, and poured it over himself from head to toe.

"Hahaha."

Shen Xue, having just gotten up, covered her stomach and laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

"Daddy, I'm sorry."

Chen Hao had finished peeing and was holding his pants, not daring to tie them. He was usually very clever and never tied them in a tight knot.

This time, he was completely dazed from sleeping, and he was in a hurry to pee, so he had tied a tight knot in a daze.

"Don't call me Daddy. I don't have a father like you."

"Ptooey! I don't have a son like you..."

The words were on the tip of Chen Yang's tongue, but when he saw his son's pitiable, almost tearful expression, he couldn't say them.

He could see that his son was feeling guilty at that moment.

"It's okay, it's not your fault. It's the pants' fault. Tomorrow, Daddy will take you to the city to find a tailor to change them all to elastic waistbands. That way, they'll come down with a pull, and you won't tie them into a tight knot anymore."

After all, he was a father and couldn't bear to see his child suffer.

"Take some water in to rinse again, change into clean clothes, and I'll wash your clothes later. Think of it as a bath."

"What kind of father hasn't been peed on by his son? It's not embarrassing."

Shen Xue comforted Chen Yang's wounded feelings. Chen Yang thought about it, and it was true. In those days, there were no diapers, and many fathers had been peed on by their sons when they were babies.

Thinking of this, he felt a little better. It could be considered that he had completed his life experience of not being peed on by his son.

"The urine of a virgin boy, the urine of a virgin boy, it's harmless," Chen Yang comforted himself.