When Li Ye returned after calling his grandmother, Wen Leyu had yet to wake up, but the two little ones were already crying their hearts out and making a terrible fuss.
The two little ones had looked rather ugly just after being born. Their skin was all wrinkled, their mouths even seemed slightly misshapen, and whenever they cried, they opened them wide. But the two little ones were Li Ye's blood descendants after all, and that inexplicable closeness could not be affected by any outside force.
So those television dramas where a child's mother disliked her own child for being "so ugly" were pure nonsense. Not a single parent in the world would think their own child was ugly.
Even if they grew up looking like Zhu Bajie, they would still be Marshal Tianpeng in their parents' eyes. Their parents would treasure them beyond measure, and the whole family would dote on them beyond measure.
Hearing the children cry, Fu Guiru and Teacher Ke immediately worked together in perfect tacit understanding. One prepared formula, while the other checked the swaddling clothes to see whether the children had pooped.
During the first two days after a child was born, mom did not have any breast milk, so formula had to do for the time being. The babies also passed meconium frequently, so it had to be cleaned up promptly to avoid harming their delicate skin.
Seeing the children cry, Li Ye leaned over and asked, "Mother, are they hungry?"
As she mixed the formula, Fu Guiru said, "Isn't that obvious? If they aren't hungry, are they calling for their father?"
"They are calling for their father!"
Li Ye muttered under his breath and reached out, intending to help Teacher Ke clean up the two little bundles of flesh.
But the instant