Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 401 - 381: Getting the Marriage Certificate Was Just Like That Ad Slogan
Holding her own marriage certificate, she came out of the civil affairs bureau and got into the car.
Sitting in the car, Jin Jumo was so quiet that Rong Mochen at one point thought he was the only person in the vehicle.
The car drove toward Rong Mansion for half an hour. During this time, Jin Jumo didn’t say a word, just held the marriage certificate and repeatedly opened and closed it, as if trying to verify something.
Seeing that she maintained this state long enough, Rong Mochen half-squinted his black eyes, found a temporary parking spot, and stopped the car. He pursed his thin lips and suddenly leaned toward Jin Jumo, quickly unbuckling her seatbelt and lifting her onto his lap.
Jin Jumo gasped in surprise, holding her breath and looking at Rong Mochen in confusion.
Rong Mochen held one of her hands, his deep, dark eyes fixed on Jin Jumo, "You don’t need to doubt that we are now legally recognized as husband and wife."
Jin Jumo suddenly bit her lip, her eyes uncontrollably glancing at the marriage certificate in her hand, taking a deep breath, "It was so fast, I didn’t have time to react."
Rong Mochen’s other hand gently held the back of Jin Jumo’s neck, drawing her head down. His cool, thin lips pressed against her slightly open pink lips, his voice steady and gentle, "You think it’s fast, but I feel it’s already quite slow."
Jin Jumo softly blinked her long eyelashes, her Taohua eyes looking at Rong Mochen in a daze, "So, we really got our marriage certificate?"
Rong Mochen’s gaze paused slightly, then his dark eyes overflowed with a thick smile, raising his right eyebrow as he glanced at Jin Jumo, "Holding on so tightly?"
"Uh..." Jin Jumo was embarrassed.
Her cheeks burning, Jin Jumo slowly released her grip, allowing him to pull the marriage certificate from her hands.
Rong Mochen’s facial lines softened, as he opened the two marriage certificates in front of her, his eyes looking at Jin Jumo with warmth, "Do you think they look fake?"
Jin Jumo stared at the wedding photos on the two marriage certificates, gradually, warmth and happiness overflowed in her eyes uncontrollably, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, she couldn’t help but reach out a finger to gently trace the couple in the photo.
Her eyes moved from the documents to Rong Mochen, her eyes playfully twitched upward, extending her hand to him, "Mr. Rong, in the future, please take care of me."
Rong Mochen turned his face toward the car window with a smile, then quickly turned back, earnestly extending his hand to grasp hers, "Likewise."
Jin Jumo smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, her other hand wrapped around his neck, proactively kissing his cheerfully upturned lips, "Rong Mochen, from now on, you are mine, mine alone."
"Hmm, yours alone."
At Rong Mansion, seeing Jin Jumo holding onto Rong Mochen, Rong Zhengfeng’s expression was somewhat complicated.
How should one put it?
Joyful, yet with a hint of concern.
Xixi went wild with joy at seeing Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen, pulling her little voice to scream and throw herself at Jin Jumo.
Although Jin Jumo’s health was no longer an issue, having just come out of the hospital, Rong Mochen, seeing Xixi charging over with great momentum, raised an eyebrow slightly, bending a bit to swiftly scoop the chubby little Xixi into his arms before she could collide with Jin Jumo.
Xixi was momentarily dazed, but being held by Rong Mochen, she happily rubbed her small nose against Rong Mochen’s face, "Daddy, Daddy, you finally came to see Xixi, Xixi missed Daddy and Mommy so much."
"Daddy missed Xixi too." Rong Mochen kissed Xixi’s brow softly as he spoke.
"Ah ah, I’m so happy today." Xixi exclaimed, holding onto Rong Mochen’s neck, her chubby little legs kicking in excitement.
Rong Mochen’s mouth curled up.
Jin Jumo reached out to pat Xixi’s small head, her Taohua eyes gently looking at Hanhan, "Hanhan, didn’t you miss Mommy?"
Hanhan shrugged his little shoulders before walking over to give Jin Jumo’s leg a symbolic hug, his tone extremely perfunctory, "I did."
Jin Jumo knew that when he said he missed her, he truly meant it and wasn’t just being perfunctory.
The little guy had a personality more stable and reserved than his sister, not very adept at expressing his emotions, and once he earnestly expressed his feelings to others, he would feel awkward.
Before Hanhan could pull away, Jin Jumo extended her hand to embrace Hanhan, "Mommy missed you very much, my darling."
Hanhan’s little chubby body paused, his ear tips turning red, but he didn’t pull away immediately. Instead, he let Jin Jumo hold him for a while before retreating two steps with feigned disdain.
Jin Jumo looked at Hanhan’s slightly flushed little face and silently laughed in her heart.
At lunchtime, Hanhan sat next to Jin Jumo, while Xixi clung to Rong Mochen’s side, eating a few bites of rice and foolishly smiling at Rong Mochen twice.
As for Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo, having not seen Xixi and Hanhan for several days, felt an annoying longing for them, so their minds were fully focused on the two little ones.
As a result, Mr. Rong deeply felt neglected, for which Mr. Rong expressed his displeasure!
Rong Zhengfeng, however, didn’t show it on his face. After all, given his age, it wouldn’t do to act childish about this matter, or he would become a laughingstock!
So Rong Zhengfeng merely set down his chopsticks, which landed on the table with a not-too-light, not-too-heavy sound—just right, not loud enough to draw everyone’s attention but not so quiet that no one noticed.
Upon hearing the sound, Jin Jumo was the first to look over.
Rong Zhengfeng’s eyes were cast downward, but his eye corners were subtly observing left and right, and seeing Jin Jumo glance his way, he picked up the napkin beside him, his voice without a hint of change, "I’m done eating, you all continue slowly."
Jin Jumo glanced at Rong Zhengfeng’s small bowl in front of him, where the full grains of rice were almost none missing.
Biting her lip briefly, Jin Jumo asked with concern, "Grandfather, are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I’m in great health."
Rong Zhengfeng replied to Jin Jumo as usual.
Jin Jumo didn’t notice anything unusual either, a slight frown on her forehead, "So you’re not hungry?"
Rong Zhengfeng looked down at the small bowl of rice in front of him, "Oh, I’m not very hungry right now. Don’t worry about me, go ahead and eat by yourselves."
Jin Jumo, "Uh..."
Xixi and Hanhan looked at Rong Zhengfeng curiously.
Rong Zhengfeng smiled kindly at the two little ones, "Xixi, Hanhan, eat more."
"Great-grandpa, you should eat something. You might not be hungry now, but you’ll be hungry later," Xixi said in a soft, adorable voice.
Rong Zhengfeng’s heart also felt soft, "Great-grandpa will eat when he gets hungry later."
Xixi sighed like a little adult, "I wish I could be as willful as great-grandpa."
Rong Zhengfeng, "Uh..."
Jin Jumo stifled a laugh, looking at her daughter indulgently.
Back when Xixi threw tantrums at the dinner table and refused to eat, and Jin Jumo just couldn’t coax her into eating, she told Xixi that if she didn’t eat at the usual mealtime, she wouldn’t get anything to eat before dinner, not even snacks, only water.
Xixi tried it once, thinking Jin Jumo would relent, but to her surprise, Jin Jumo didn’t let her eat anything at dinner time.
Since then, the little girl learned her lesson and never threw tantrums during meals again.
So, hearing Rong Zhengfeng say that now, she was moved, expressing her envy.
"Something you like to eat." Rong Mochen, sitting to the left of Rong Zhengfeng, used public chopsticks to pick up a peeled shrimp, dipped it in a bit of vinegar, and placed it in the empty plate in front of Rong Zhengfeng, his tone casual.
However, Rong Zhengfeng was taken aback, his tiger eyes suddenly tinged with red, his aged face barely holding back a twitch, looking at Rong Mochen.
"Eat."
Rong Mochen also looked at Rong Zhengfeng, saying faintly.
"Uh..." Rong Zhengfeng didn’t say anything, picked up his chopsticks, and fed the shrimp that Rong Mochen had given him into his mouth, chewing slowly.
Rong Mochen, holding chopsticks, watched from the side at Rong Zhengfeng’s trembling face, his dark eyes deepening.
Watching Rong Zhengfeng like this, Jin Jumo suddenly understood, a bit of guilt welling up in her heart.
They hadn’t considered the old man’s feelings.
Not knowing what Rong Zhengfeng liked to eat, Jin Jumo also picked up a shrimp for Rong Zhengfeng, "Grandpa, please eat."
"Uh..." Rong Zhengfeng lowered his head, after a while, nodded, but his voice was a bit hoarse, "You’re all good kids."
A twinge of sourness touched Jin Jumo’s heart, she leaned close to Hanhan’s ear and whispered a few words.
Hanhan’s eyes opened wide slightly, then he nodded at Jin Jumo.
Sliding down from the stool, Hanhan carried his small bowl to Rong Zhengfeng’s side, clumsily placed the bowl on the table, climbed onto the stool, sat properly, picked up some greens and put them in Rong Zhengfeng’s bowl, and said crisply, "Great-grandpa, eat your greens, eating more greens is good for your health."
"...Eh."
Rong Zhengfeng’s eyes turned dry red, reaching out to touch Hanhan’s little head.
Xixi, with a piece of rib in her mouth, tilted her small head, watching Rong Zhengfeng for a while, her dark eyes suddenly turned to Rong Mochen, speaking unclearly, "Daddy, I want to sit next to great-grandpa, is that okay?"
"Sure." Rong Mochen then got up and switched places with Xixi.
And Jin Jumo also moved to the seat next to Hanhan.
The family squeezed to be as close to each other as possible.
Surrounded by his descendants, even if Rong Zhengfeng had more feelings of neglect-induced disappointment in his heart, they were wholly dispersed by happiness at this moment.
Seeing the joy rekindled on Rong Zhengfeng’s face, Jin Jumo sincerely smiled, looking at a certain person across the table.
One has to admit, that person might seem at odds with Rong Zhengfeng, but in fact, he understands and cares for Rong Zhengfeng more than anyone.
Such an emotionally invested man, truly, she couldn’t help but fall for him!
After lunch, Rong Zhengfeng and Rong Mochen went to the study, while Jin Jumo stayed in the living room with Xixi and Hanhan.
Having not seen her for a few days, the two little ones were particularly clingy.
Hanhan was okay, just sitting quietly by her side, while Xixi lay on the sofa, her small head resting on Jin Jumo’s lap, rolling around playfully, very excited.
Jin Jumo laughed, pinching her little nose, "You little rascal."
Xixi squinted her big eyes with a giggle, struggled to turn over on the sofa, puckered her little butt, and snuggled her little head into Jin Jumo’s arms.
At first, Jin Jumo didn’t know what the little girl wanted to do.
Until she squeezed into her arms, her cheek tightly pressing against her belly, and stopped moving, then Jin Jumo suddenly had a little understanding of the little girl’s strange actions.
Gently soothing Xixi’s soft hair, "She’s still too small, only as big as a pea, so Xixi can’t feel her yet."
