Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 574 - 573: Things You Shouldn’t Say to a Nearly Four-Year-Old Baby

Chapter 574: Chapter 573: Things You Shouldn’t Say to a Nearly Four-Year-Old Baby

In Mianmian’s dream, she was swinging with her dad and mom.

Dad was pushing the swing, and mom was holding her, sending her flying high with every push.

The family’s swing was by the edge of a mountain cliff, and when it swung forward, you could see the clouds shifting, offering spectacular views. Sometimes it was early in the morning when the sun had just risen, very close to the clouds.

"Hahaha, dad, push a little higher!"

Mianmian said joyfully.

On hearing her words, the swing indeed went even higher.

Mianmian laughed joyfully, her laughter echoing through the valley.

But as she laughed, suddenly the sun in the sky became wrapped in black mist. Without sunlight, the whole valley turned pitch dark.

Dad and mom were gone, leaving her all alone on the swing. Someone, she didn’t know who, gave her a push from behind, sending her plummeting down into the valley below.

Mianmian tried to summon her Flying Sword, and even attempted to use Magic and Talisman Spells, but nothing came.

She kept falling until she hit the ground, her body shattered to pieces.

Strangely, although she should have felt pain all over from being shattered to pieces, the pain Mianmian felt was only in her heart.

The beautiful dream suddenly turned into a nightmare, and Mianmian abruptly opened her eyes to find she was indeed drenched in sweat.

She pressed the pink bedside lamp to turn it on, fumbled for her bottle-like water cup, and took big gulps of water.

Old Lady Su heard the noise and woke up, calling out gently, "Little Miss, why are you awake?"

After finishing the water, Mianmian’s voice was babyish, "Aunt, Mianmian was thirsty."

Old Lady Su didn’t believe Mianmian’s words. She took a handkerchief from the bedside table to wipe Mianmian’s sweaty forehead, her heart aching for her. But she still said, "Little Miss, do you want more water? I’ll go get you some more."

Mianmian shook her head, snuggled back into bed, and cuddled up to Old Lady Su.

"Aunt, did you miss Mianmian? That’s why you came to Mianmian’s room to sleep together?"

Old Lady Su softly hummed in affirmation, patting Mianmian’s back, "Aunt hasn’t seen Little Miss for so long, so she came over by herself. You’re not angry, are you?"

Mianmian quickly clarified, "Of course I’m not angry."

She thought she was alone in bed; waking up had frightened her. It wasn’t just the nightmare that scared her. Mainly, it was the contrast from the beautiful scene of playing happily with her parents in the dream that, in an instant, was eroded by the black mist, destroying the happiness. This stark contrast had left a great void in her heart.

With this thought, Mianmian felt a gentle patting on her back.

Old Lady Su started humming a lullaby that her dad used to hum, which felt very familiar to her.

Therefore, after being silent for a while, Mianmian spoke in a muffled voice, "Aunt, Mianmian lied just now. The reason I woke up was that I had a nightmare."

Old Lady Su didn’t blame Mianmian, but simply smiled and said, "Aunt knows, Little Miss didn’t want to worry Aunt, so you said what you did. Besides, it’s true that our Little Miss would want water after a nightmare, isn’t it?"

"Aunt, you’re so kind," Mianmian nuzzled into Old Lady Su’s embrace, a small bundle of warmth wriggling around.

It quieted down once more. Listening to the soft chirping of insects outside, Mianmian spoke again, "Aunt, dad always hums this tune as well, he said that all Su family children grew up listening to it. Is this the tune you learned while you were putting the great-grandchildren to sleep?"

Old Lady Su’s face turned red.

Where did she learn it when Elder Su was coaxing their son to sleep? It was when the old man was young and coaxed her to sleep that she learned it! But such things were not fit to be elaborately discussed with a little auntie, as a nearly four-year-old baby shouldn’t hear these matters.

"Hmm, indeed I learned back then." Old Lady Su steered away from the topic, "Little auntie should keep sleeping, and your niece-in-law will help you."

"Niece-in-law, Mianmian’s little bottle is getting full, it’s already half-filled." Mianmian didn’t want to sleep yet, she spilled her thoughts out like pouring beans, sharing them with Old Lady Su, "Mianmian was very happy, but then at night, I dreamt that the whole mountain was devoured by black fog, the woods turned totally bare, and there was no sun anymore... Dreams are all fake, aren’t they?"

As she asked this question, Mianmian felt very apprehensive.

She didn’t often dream, or to put it better, people in cultivation generally didn’t dream. Once they did, it was definitely God giving a warning.

She had just been so happy because the bottle was half full, and then God made her have that dream, and she felt really depressed.

"Of course dreams are fake." At this point, Old Lady Su had already replied to Mianmian, "Our little auntie is still worried, right? Afraid that Great-Uncle and Great-Aunt won’t wake up. But your niece-in-law thinks they will definitely wake up, no one is willing to make the little auntie upset, not even God!"

Old Lady Su spoke with such decisive certainty that Mianmian believed her at once.

Snuggling up to Old Lady Su, she happily said, "Mmm, then Mianmian will go to sleep, tomorrow Mianmian has to go to school."

It really had been a long time since she’d last been to the kindergarten!

It was only when Mianmian got to the kindergarten that she realized Pan Li had come to school too.

When she entered the classroom, Pan Li immediately ran over. Hesitantly and after a long while, he finally said, "Mianmian, I, my mom told me to thank you."

Mianmian wondered for a while what Pan Li’s mother had to thank her for, and then suddenly remembered that she had found someone to take care of the animals for her zoo in advance. Before going to the seaside variety show, Pan Li’s mother was still in a legal battle with Pan Li’s father.

"Has your mother’s case finished?"

"It’s finished, it’s finished!" Pan Li looked very satisfied with the outcome, "The judge awarded custody to my mom, she said it’s all thanks to your family’s help that I can be with my mom."

"Didn’t you really like your dad?" Situ Zha’s voice suddenly appeared, "Why are you happy now to be with your mom?"

Caught off guard by Situ Zha’s blunt question, Pan Li forgot the words he had pondered for many days. He stuttered with his thoughts, "Dad, after Dad started the lawsuit with Mom, he kept telling me how Mom was towards me, that Mom isn’t my biological mother."

"But, but I thought it through, Mom is very good to me. Instead, Dad is always away from home, unwilling to play with me."

"These past few days Mom also took me to take care of the little animals, and she introduced me to a brother who shares the same birthday as me. She said I would live with my brother, and if I still wanted to do things like my dad, she would send me to live with Dad..."

The rest of Pan Li’s words ended up being somewhat incoherent.

Mianmian carefully listened to the end of what Pan Li was saying and roughly understood the situation.

Pan Li’s mother, Li Cuihua, decided to take Pan Li to live with her, even without a blood relationship, and raise him with the determination not to let Pan Li turn out like his dad, a bad man.

Initially, the judge disagreed, due to the lack of blood relation between Li Cuihua and Pan Li. But the lawyer argued forcefully with evidence and case examples, proving that Pan Li’s father was not qualified to raise a child.

Now, Li Cuihua, Pan Li, and her biological son are living together and are very happy every day.

"Mom asked me to check with you if, uh, you’ve been very busy lately, and if not, to contact her so she can start working for you!" Pan Li delivered his own message and then remembered the words his mother asked him to pass on.

After speaking, Pan Li waited earnestly for Mianmian to respond.