Pampered By All In Different Planes

"Xiangsheng grabbed a gold ingot, hoping to become a rich man when the weather clears up," someone in the crowd jostled and shouted.

Xiangsheng widened his eyes, which were as round as grapes, and his pudgy cheeks puffed out. He crawled over and casually picked up a doctoral cap.

A cheer rose from the surrounding crowd.

"Smart kid! He's definitely going to be a scholar!"

"Nice choice with the doctoral cap, cultured people are the best."

Grandpa Wen grinned from ear to ear.

However, the next second—

"Whoosh~"

The cap was thrown behind him with a flick of his hand.

Grandma Wen mocked Grandpa Wen, "Hahaha, disappointed, aren't you? Little Xiangsheng is going for the beaker to do experiments with his great-grandma."

After which, Little Xiangsheng casually picked up the beaker.

Grandma Wen was over the moon.

But the next second.

The beaker rolled away and the chubby child in the crowd didn't even spare it a glance.

Su Zhiruan looked on with interest. She didn't have many expectations; as long as he grew up safe and healthy, whatever he grabbed was fine with her.

"Our son doesn't seem to like anything," Wen Qingyu remarked as he watched his son discard a stethoscope, drop a book, and toss aside a writing brush as he crawled forward.

"That's fine, too. Having no desires might make him suitable to become an Emperor." Su Zhiruan joked with him.

Wen Qingyu took her hand, feigning a sigh, "What to do? Maybe we should develop a time machine for our son to experience life as one."

"You'll have to ask your son about that," Su Zhiruan said as she saw someone looking their way and withdrew her hand from Wen Qingyu's grasp with mock gravity.

Little Xiangsheng looked around for a while and, failing to find anything he liked, finally raised his eyes and saw Su Zhiruan standing opposite. His face immediately lit up with an innocent and adorable smile that instantly melted everyone's hearts.

However, although he saw Su Zhiruan, he didn't come over but sat down, biting his finger and looking at the items surrounding him.

"What's he doing? He just threw everything away, and now he's looking again?"

"The kid is so clever! I want to have a baby like this in the future!"

"You have a son, and I'll have a daughter; who knows, maybe they could marry into Su Miss's family!"

...

Little Xiangsheng, to everyone's surprise, ended up picking up the items one by one and putting them back on the red cloth.

Afterward, he clumsily got to his feet, propping himself up from the ground and nearly fell over.

But in the end, he managed to stand up and reach out his little hand to pull the red cloth forward.

The items were many, and he struggled a bit to pull them.

Only then did the onlookers realize what the child intended—he wanted them all!

He even knew to pick up the items and drag them together!

The items were too many, and Little Xiangsheng almost fell over. Grandpa Wen swiftly came to his aid, preventing him from tumbling down.

After some thought, Little Xiangsheng willingly let go of the red cloth, took a book from it while biting his finger, and handed it to Grandpa Wen, mumbling, "Grand!"

"Oh my, is this for Grandpa?" Grandpa Wen took the book, touched nearly to tears—which made Grandma Wen, envious, come out as well.

Little Xiangsheng naturally recognized Grandma Wen too. He lowered the finger from his mouth and, with another stumble, took a beaker from the red cloth and extended his little hand to give it to her, uttering, "Grand... ma."

"Good boy, good boy, you know!" Grandma Wen kissed Little Xiangsheng's forehead passionately, her heart thoroughly melted.

The onlooking crowd almost went insane with envy.

Young couples seeing this felt that having such a chubby little one was indeed a blessing. They hoped to have a precious family of three just like this.

And as for the elderly, they were even more envious of such a chubby, pretty, and clever grandchild; anyone would be immensely jealous.

If envy could transform people into lemons, most of the people there would have instantly found themselves hanging from a lemon tree.

In the end, Little Xiangsheng, pulling the red cloth, came to Su Zhiruan.

Already unsteady on his feet, he stumbled right into her arms upon nearing her, the little guy with stars in his eyes cooing, "Mommy—give, mommy."

Little Xiangsheng softly snuggled into Su Zhiruan's embrace, pressing his face against hers, then wriggled free and handed her the corner of the red cloth, blinking up at her expectantly.

"Baby, thank you, mommy loves you," Su Zhiruan squatted down to lift the little one into her arms, feeling as if she were immersed in a warm spring. A tide of warmth flowed through her veins, culminating at the tip of her heart as she kissed the little one, and Xiangsheng immediately hid his face, pressing even closer to her.