Chapter 1571: Chapter 909: Jiang Xiaowai vs. Third Uncle, Born to Clash (3rd Update)

Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang dropped off their child at Jiang Shiyi’s place and were ready to head to the airport.

Tang Wan was still a little worried, "Is it okay to leave Mutang with Third Brother? I felt like he was about to cry when we left."

"Maybe he’s reluctant to see us go."

Jiang Xiaowai was so upset by these irresponsible parents, he actually volunteered to stay at Third Uncle’s house.

Over the years, staying at someone’s house for a couple of days occasionally was normal, any household would do, except for Third Uncle’s. Going there for a meal was fine, but generally, no one dared to stay over.

Their house was too clean. The white tiled floors were as reflective as mirrors, and in such an overly clean and tidy place, kids didn’t dare to act out.

Although Jiang Shiyi had a cleanliness obsession, he rarely forced others. You can’t expect everyone to comply with you. In his life, the only person he’s probably ever forced was Jiang Chengsi.

He only squeezed his own brother. For others, he never had such demands, let alone for kids.

Yet, somehow, the kids from these families all seemed a bit afraid of him.

It might be because of seeing him in his lab coat; some kids even thought he was a doctor who specialized in giving kids injections.

Jiang Xiaowai sat in the living room, gnawing on a yellow peach, but kept glancing at Jiang Shiyi out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Shiyi crossed his arms, smiling as he watched him, scaring Xiaowai into not daring to continue biting the peach.

"Isn’t the peach tasty?" Jiang Shiyi asked.

"No."

"Then why not finish it?" It was bitten off and deformed. Who are you planning to leave it for?

Jiang Xiaowai could only hold the peach and keep gnawing. After finishing the peach, Jiang Shiyi sent the two kids off to play on their own. Although he had a daughter, he still had some boys’ toys around the house.

"Don’t just sit there, go play." Jiang Shiyi looked at him, "You don’t need to mind me."

Jiang Xiaowai: "..."

He felt like crying. I really don’t want to mind you, but why do you keep staring at me? It’s terrifying.

Eventually, Lin Luyou dragged him away, "Don’t you have a paper to write? Why are you always watching the two kids?"

"I want to see if they need anything. It’s rare for someone to stay over."

"They might need you to disappear right away."

"..."

Once Jiang Shiyi left, Jiang Xiaowai finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the little girl nearby, "Sis, is Uncle always like this?"

"Nope, maybe he’s just excited you’re here today," Jiang Sese frankly stated.

But now that he was gone, Jiang Xiaowai relaxed and played for a while, though the real test came later. At their house, everything about dining was very orderly, including the placement of chopsticks and everything.

Lin Luyou told him to relax and make himself at home, but when you’re at someone else’s house, you should follow their customs.

After finally finishing dinner, it was time for the bath.

"You go help Mutang with his bath," Lin Luyou said to Jiang Shiyi.

"Okay."

"No need, I can wash myself," Jiang Xiaowai didn’t dare let him help.

"How can you wash yourself? Isn’t it usually your dad helping you out at home?" Lin Luyou laughed.

Before Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan left, they had surely instructed everything, including the bath. Still, Jiang Xiaowai insisted he could do it himself.

A kid of this age, and not at home — how can you just let him bathe alone? So as a result...

Jiang Xiaowai undressed, and Jiang Shiyi watched on the side;

He went into the bathroom, and Jiang Shiyi still stood by;

Just standing there, watching him bare-bottomed under the shower — don’t you think it’s awkward?

"Uncle, can you leave? I want to shower." At Jiang Xiaowai’s age, he could probably bathe on his own. Jiang Jinsang often practiced with him, having him wash his own hair and bathe independently.

But Jiang Shiyi wasn’t his dad, and he’d never been naked in front of him before — it was extremely embarrassing.

"You bathe, don’t mind me."

"..."

Jiang Xiaowai could indeed independently shower, but rinsing his hair might not be clean enough, so Jiang Shiyi had to help on the side. He was already there, pointing out that he hadn’t rinsed the back completely. Unable to rinse it himself, Jiang Shiyi had to step in personally.

The moment his fingers touched the back of the neck, the little guy was startled into hopping around.

"Ah——"

"Don’t move, it’s not clean yet." Jiang Shiyi, with his cleanliness obsession, couldn’t stand watching him dawdle without rinsing clean, wanting to handle it himself.

"I can do it myself."

"Let me wash your hair clean first, then you can do the rest."

"Uncle, you’re too rough, you’re hurting me."

Rough... rough?

He’s the first to ever use that word to describe him.

Jiang Shiyi, who always loved cleanliness, ended up being complained about by the little guy. He hadn’t taken a bath himself but ended up covered in foam.

Lin Luyou, in the next room, could hear the commotion inside.

When Jiang Shiyi returned, half of his clean clothes were soaked, and his face was as black as thunder.

Lin Luyou stifled a laugh, "Were you playing with water in the bathroom with Mutang?"

"Me and this kid, we’re naturally incompatible."

It’s been that way since he was little, hasn’t changed as he’s grown up.

"By the way, he needs to hear a story before bed, go read to him," Lin Luyou handed over Jiang Xiaowai’s storybook.

Jiang Xiaowai, quite nervously spent a day at Jiang Shiyi’s house, was very sleepy but someone insisted on reading a story to him.

Jiang Shiyi’s daughter stopped listening to his stories last year. Now she sounds out words herself and likes to read alone, and he usually didn’t have time to tell her bedtime stories due to being busy.

Jiang Shiyi seemed to have rediscovered a long-lost fatherly feeling with Jiang Xiaowai.

He was enthusiastic, but Jiang Xiaowai wasn’t sleepy at all.

...

Jiang Jinshang even messaged Jiang Shiyi to ask if his son had fallen asleep.

Jiang Shiyi: [Not yet, I’m telling him a story. He seems to really enjoy listening to my stories.]

As if Jiang Jinshang wouldn’t believe him, he even sent a photo. In the photo, Jiang Xiaowai lay on the bed, wide-eyed.

Jiang Jinsang frowned; the kid didn’t have such bright eyes at home when he listened to bedtime stories...

"Uncle, aren’t you working tomorrow? You should go to bed early; I don’t need a story," Jiang Xiaowai said with an innocent look.

"When you fall asleep, I’ll head back to my room."

"..."

Jiang Xiaowai felt he was being punished for splashing water on him earlier. This was just the first day. How would he get through the next few days?

Easy to enter, hard to leave — why did he get the urge to stay at Third Uncle’s in the first place?

...

Meanwhile, in Nanjiang, Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan were enjoying a rare evening out, strolling hand in hand on the beach after a candlelit dinner, unaware that their son was already worrying himself bald.

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