The cannon fodder female supporting role in the misplaced life

He walked to the cradle, leaned over to tease his son, then stood up and asked casually, "Should we notify my mother-in-law and the others to come over and take a look?"

Xu Yingying was stunned when she heard this. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "Well... I'll call them later and tell them." After that, she lowered her head thoughtfully, not knowing what she was thinking.

From the moment her child was born, Xu Yingying was plagued by an inexplicable worry. She was always afraid that one day she would be forced to leave this world of missions and be separated from her newborn baby.

Yet, from the excruciating pain of childbirth to the peaceful confinement she now endured, everything seemed peaceful, with no signs of her impending death. During this time, Xu Yingying anxiously inquired about Xiaowu's progress several times, but the answer she received was always the same: the progress bar on the task was, as if under a spell, frozen at 99.5 percent, and no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn't budge an inch.

This outcome left Xu Yingying feeling helpless and speechless. On the one hand, she eagerly hoped for the mission to be successfully completed as soon as possible so she could return to her life; on the other hand, she was filled with an inseparable affection for the delicate and adorable newborn, the gentle and kind Xinyi, and the honest and simple Lin Weiye.

Compared to her previous mission, this one felt particularly unusual. Xu Yingying herself wasn't sure if she'd stay in this world much longer. After all, time flies, fleeting as if in the blink of an eye. This uncertainty about the future often left her feeling lost, like she was living in the moment, unsure of what tomorrow might bring.

After much hesitation, Xu Yingying finally mustered up the courage to call the original owner's mother. A familiar yet unfamiliar voice soon rang from the other end of the line: "Hello? Who is this?"

Xu Yingying took a deep breath and tried to sound calmer: "Mom, it's me, Xu Yingying. I just gave birth to a baby two days ago. If you are free, please come and visit the old house." After saying this, Xu Yingying breathed a sigh of relief as if she had completed a difficult task.

However, the other end of the line fell silent. After a long while, Xu's mother's voice, slightly surprised, came over: "Oh...it's Yingying. I thought you had forgotten about me, your mother! I heard that you were pregnant with your second child, but I didn't expect the child to be born already."

Xu Yingying couldn't help but feel a little bitter, but she suppressed her emotions and said in an almost cold tone, "Well, yes. I was thinking of telling you when the child is older, but since I called today, I'll let you know first. Anyway, if you want to come and see the child, you can come to the old house anytime."

Xu's mother seemed to want to say something, but before she could open her mouth, Xu Yingying hurriedly added: "Okay, Mom, I have things to do here, so I won't say much to you for now. Just remember to find time to come over." After that, without waiting for Xu's mother to respond, Xu Yingying quickly hung up the phone.

Xu's mother, vacantly clutching her phone, felt a mixture of emotions. She could never have imagined that her eldest daughter, once so close to her, would now be so cold and indifferent to her. Recalling the increasingly distant relationship between her and Xu Yingying over the years, Xu's mother sighed, a flicker of desolation in her eyes.

Elsewhere, Lin Weiye lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the brief text message on his phone screen. After a fleeting glance, he quickly slipped the phone back into his pocket, as if the message hadn't caught his attention. Then, he raised his head nonchalantly, refocusing his attention on the chessboard before him, continuing his game with Elder Tang.

At this moment, Mr. Tang's face was filled with an unconcealable smugness. He chuckled and said jokingly, "Look, I distracted you, didn't I? This time, I'm sure to win!"

Lin Weiye was quite straightforward, admitting, "Alright, I admit defeat. Grandpa Tang, you're such a master at chess, I'm willing to admit defeat." It was a rare statement from the usually reserved Lin Weiye. However, Old Man Tang felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's so great about that?! I only played ten games and lost nine of them!" Even though Old Man Tang was muttering this, he was actually feeling a tinge of joy. After all, getting Lin Weiye to concede defeat was no easy feat.

At this moment, Grandpa Lin, who was watching the game from the sidelines, was furious. He immediately erupted in anger upon hearing Grandpa Tang's assessment of his beloved grandson. He opened his mouth and yelled, "Hey! How can you say such things? Where did our Weiye get all this bad blood? It's clearly you who's inferior, yet you're blaming others! Come on, Weiye, ignore him. Let me, your grandpa, play a game with you. With his lousy chess skills, I'm going to crush him to pieces today!"

Seeing this, Lin Weiye stood up obediently, smiled and gave his seat to the two old men, then said softly: "Okay, grandpas, please take your time to discuss. I'll go upstairs to see my wife and children first." After that, he turned and walked towards the stairs, leaving the two old men to continue their Chu-Han contention downstairs.

Upstairs, Xu Yingying lay half-reclining on her comfortable bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Ever since giving birth, she'd felt like she was trapped in this tiny space, her days filled with nothing but endless eating and sleeping. She'd described her life as being more comfortable than a pig's. Thankfully, despite this relentless indulgence in food, drink, and sleep, she hadn't become overweight, retaining her pre-pregnancy slim figure.

Then I looked at the baby in the cradle beside me, sleeping soundly and peacefully, his rosy little face so adorable. Coincidentally, this little one seemed to have inherited his mother's love for sleep. He spent most of the day in sweet dreams.

Mr. Lin gave the little guy a very nice name - Lin Zeyu. However, his daughter found the name a bit difficult to pronounce. In comparison, she prefers to call her brother "Xiao Yu'er".