Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 769 - 46: Tang Yige Experienced Happiness and Ease She Hadn’t Felt in a Long Time
Tang Yige tightened her grip on her phone, pursed her lips, and considering that the phone ringing non-stop in the restaurant would be impolite to other guests, she simply took out the phone and... directly shut it down!
At this moment, someone sitting on the train heard the prompt tone coming from the phone, and his handsome face suddenly darkened like the bottom of a pot, almost throwing the phone out of the train window!
...
After having lunch, Tang Yige took Rong Rui back to the rented place.
Returning to the small apartment she had been living in for almost four months, the moment Tang Yige sat on the sofa, she felt utterly exhausted both in body and soul.
Ever since meeting Rong Sinan on that day, she hadn’t had a single good rest.
Her body was very tired, and her heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of fatigue.
Tang Yige leaned on the sofa, resting one hand on her forehead, watching Rong Rui playing with toys on the carpet.
During her four months in France, Tang Yige experienced a happiness and relaxation she hadn’t felt in a long time.
Every day, she would wake up early to run, eat three meals on time, wander around, take photos, stroll aimlessly, feeling life was pleasant, without constraints, and all those troubles seemed to vanish.
And her happiness was seeing a certain little chubby kid every day.
Tang Yige often pondered.
Rong Rui must have been sent by heaven to her, to comfort and bring joy to her unhappy life.
Even if such happiness was destined to be short-lived.
But at least, she had experienced it.
"Little Gege..."
After being away for two days, Rong Rui had enough time to get cozy with his toys, put them aside, climbed onto the sofa, placing a small chubby hand on Yige’s belly, staring wide-eyed at her.
He stared without blinking for a while, before realizing Yige had fallen asleep.
Rong Rui pouted, glanced at the blanket on the opposite sofa.
Then he slid down from the sofa, tiptoed to the opposite sofa, picked up the blanket, and tiptoed back, clumsily opened it, and gently covered Yige with it.
Standing in front of Yige, Rong Rui looked at her for a while, shrugged his little shoulders, and sighed lightly.
He didn’t disturb her, and went outside to the lawn with his toys to play.
...
When Tang Yige woke up, it was already completely dark.
The lights in the room were off, and opening her eyes, everything was pitch black.
Tang Yige reached to rub her slightly aching forehead and was about to get up when she found something heavy pressing on her legs, making her unable to move.
Startled, Tang Yige gently lifted her body to look down but found it was too dark to see anything.
Thinking for a moment, Tang Yige reached down to feel her legs and touched a small, soft face.
Tang Yige smiled.
Slowly sitting up, she lifted the little guy’s head from her lap, placing him on the sofa.
After freeing her legs from the sofa, she slightly stretched them to relieve the soreness, leaned over to find the lamp on the side table of the sofa, and turned it on.
The area in the living room was illuminated by the light.
Tang Yige glanced at the clock on the wall and was slightly surprised by the time shown.
She hadn’t realized it was already past nine in the evening.
She had slept for such a long time!
Tang Yige inhaled softly, looked at the little ball of chubbiness sleeping beside her, a gentle gaze in her eyes, picked up the thin blanket and covered him, then got up and went to the kitchen.
...
About half an hour later, Tang Yige came to the living room carrying two bowls of noodles.
There was no way around it; she couldn’t cook, and the only thing she could make was noodles.
However, she had fried some eggs and ham, so the meal wasn’t entirely monotonous.
She placed the noodles, eggs, and ham one by one on the coffee table in the living room.
Then, Tang Yige walked to the sofa where Rong Rui was lying, sat lightly beside him, lowered her head, and gently kissed his small face, "Little Rui, invincibly cute, invincibly handsome Little Rui..."
"Hehe."
Rong Rui didn’t open his eyes but was already grinning, little face and earlobes turning rosy.
Tang Yige curved her lips, kissed his little forehead again, "Time to eat."
Upon hearing the word "eat," the little guy immediately opened his eyes, quickly sat up from the sofa, and dazedly stared at the two steaming bowls of noodles on the coffee table.
Tang Yige saw him staring dejectedly at the noodles on the coffee table, "Um..."
"Little Gege, how did you know today is my birthday?" Rong Rui looked at Yige with delight, his big eyes sparkling.
"..."
Tang Yige froze, looking at Rong Rui, "Today is your birthday?"
"Yeah, I just turned five." Rong Rui happily got down from the sofa, leaned over the coffee table, staring at the bowl of noodles, and murmured, "Little Gege, you’re so thoughtful. Aunt Zhang, we must eat noodles and eggs on birthdays. Look, you not only made noodles for me, but also cooked eggs."
Tang Yige, "..." She really didn’t know today was the little guy’s birthday!
The only reason she made noodles was purely because she couldn’t cook anything else!
"Thank you, Little Gege!"
Rong Rui suddenly stood up, turned around, and hugged Yige, "Aside from Aunt Zhang, you are the first person to celebrate my birthday for me."
Tang Yige felt a sudden pang in her heart, looking down at the little guy leaning against her, "Where is your mom? Has she ever celebrated your birthday for you?"
Rong Rui shook his head, "I haven’t seen her for a long, long time. Sigh, I don’t even remember what she looks like anymore."
Tang Yige frowned deeply.
"Little Gege, do you think Aunt Zhang has forgotten me? Before, on my birthdays, Aunt Zhang would always bake me a cake and buy me gifts. But today, I’ve waited all day, and Aunt Zhang hasn’t even called me!"
Rong Rui’s voice was low, filled with disappointment.
Tang Yige hugged Rong Rui tightly, kissed his little head, and gently said, "No, Aunt Zhang cares so much about you, how could she forget you?"
"But she didn’t even call me today to wish me a happy birthday." Rong Rui’s voice was hoarse; he seemed extremely aggrieved.
Phone?
Tang Yige patted Rong Rui’s back, thinking of something.
She had turned off her phone since noon.
Perhaps Aunt Zhang couldn’t reach her, not that she didn’t try to call.
With this thought, Tang Yige picked up Rong Rui, sat on the sofa, grabbed her bag tossed in the corner of the sofa, opened it, fished out her phone, and turned it on.
As if somehow connected, just as she powered on her phone, a call from Zhang Lan came through.
Tang Yige quickly answered and turned on the speaker.
"Yige, oh, you finally turned on your phone. I don’t even know how many calls I’ve made! Are you and Little Rui okay?" Zhang Lan’s voice was filled with urgency.
Yige saw little Rong Rui’s ears perk up, and she smiled slightly, saying into the phone, "Sorry, Aunt Zhang, my phone must have accidentally turned off, and I just now realized it. Little Rui and I are okay, we’re fine, please don’t worry."
"Oh, oh, as long as everything’s alright. Today is Little Rui’s birthday. I’m not in France, so I can’t celebrate his birthday with him, but I wanted to call. Little Rui loves birthdays. He says every birthday makes him a year older, and he hopes to celebrate multiple birthdays at once, so he can quickly grow up and find his mom."
She started off speaking well, but by the end, Zhang Lan’s voice had turned hoarse.
Tang Yige felt a wave of sadness in her heart as she looked at Rong Rui.
Rong Rui was quiet at this moment, his little head lowered, his chubby fingers picking at the sofa absentmindedly.
Tang Yige took a deep breath and said to Zhang Lan, "Aunt Zhang, I’m sorry, I didn’t know..."
Tang Yige initially wanted to say she didn’t know it was Rong Rui’s birthday today, but she swallowed the words back down.
She couldn’t say that because the little guy believed she knew it was his birthday and specifically made noodles for him.
If he found out she actually had no idea it was his birthday, who knows how upset the little guy would be!
"Yige, to tell you the truth, up to now, his mother hasn’t celebrated any of his birthdays, not even a phone call. She might not even remember what day is Little Rui’s birthday." Zhang Lan’s voice was raspy.
Tang Yige glanced at Rong Rui, turned off the speaker, and put the phone to her ear, but didn’t know what to say.
After all, with Rong Rui right there, she couldn’t criticize his mother in front of the child, could she?
"Enough about that. Today is Little Rui’s birthday, he should be happy!"
Zhang Lan took a breath on the other end and said, "Yige, has Little Rui gone to bed yet?"
"Not yet," Yige replied softly, "Would you like to speak with him?"
"Yes, yes, I would," Zhang Lan said.
So, Yige handed the phone to Rong Rui.
Rong Rui paused his fidgeting on the sofa, then reached out to take the phone.
The phone was too big, and his hands were too small.
Tang Yige couldn’t help but worry about his little hand struggling to hold the phone’s weight.
Just as she was about to help hold the phone, she heard the little guy hoarsely say into it, "Aunt Zhang, have you also stopped caring about me?"
Yige’s heart, at that moment, felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade!
