Wife, I Am the Baby’s Father

DECEMBER 2, 2016 ~ TRANSLATING.SLOTH

Xin Ci cautiously and solemnly took of Wu Qing’s clothes piece by piece, there were places where the torn clothing had already dried together with the wound, when she pulled it apart Wu Qing could not help but wrinkle his eyebrows in pain. And Xin Ci also head was full of beads of sweat, extremely tense.

After a long time she finally removed all the clothes from the half of Wu Qing’s body which was injured, they were clothes but it might be better to call the remains strips of cloth. Successfully completed Xin Ci turned her head to Uncle Kun, waiting for the next step.

Ouyang Shao Kun gave a towel to Xin Ci.

“Wipe your sweat, in a while use this bottle of medicine and spread it evenly on the wounds.”

Xin Ci used the towel to wipe clean her face of sweat, watching Uncle Kun. Facing this old man, she had an unexplainable feeling, Uncle Kun had a kind of exceedingly reined temperament, which she revered, involuntarily listening to his words.

Soon the sky was already slightly lighting up, the sun gently rose on the horizon s.h.i.+ning into the room.

The two people in the house did not notice it was already dawn. Xin Ci put down the cotton covered in blood lifting her head to smile at Uncle Kun.

“Uncle Kun, it’s done.”

Ouyang Shao Kun returned to his sense, softly asking.

“You’re called Xin Ci right?”

Xin Ci nodded her head. Saying.

“This child’s family name is Shen, name is Xin Ci.”

Ouyang Shao Kun stood up, walking to the window, hand lightly stroking his beard.

“Xin Ci, Xin Ci, indeed a person is their name.”

Suddenly a familiar face pa.s.sed through Ouyang Shao Kun’s mind, startling him. He turned to look at Xin Ci. Ouyang Shao Kun eyes gradually blurred.

“Your father is Shen Zhang Hong?”

Xin Ci forehead wrinked, it’s very strange how Uncle Kun knew her father’s name, afterwards she thought maybe Wu Qing said but wasn’t sure, she nodded her head.

How did he not notice, her facial features were so similar to hers, although her head was full of white hairs it did not diminish her elegance, quietness. He did not think Wu Qing actually married her child. He could not believe it…

“Uncle Kun, are you okay.”

Ouyang Shao Kun closed his eyes, sighing in his heart.

It’s okay, it’s okay, I will look after your child in your place.

Lifting his head, he held both of Xin Ci’s hands.

“Child, you’ve suffered these past years, from now on you can relax and live here. Uncle Kun will protect you.”

Xin Ci hearing Uncle Kun’s words even though she didn’t really understand, but her heart felt very warm, similar to the concerns of a father. Tears slowly fell from the corners of Xin Ci’s eyes, crouching down her head laid on Uncle Kun’s lap. Her voice trembled slightly.

“Uncle Kun…”

Ouyang Shao Kun’s hand gently stoked Xin Ci’s white hair, he secretly made a decision in his heart.