CHAPTER 326: 326 DISCOVERY

Kong Demin stood up, "Xiao Xiang, from now on at home, you need to help Changjun walk, and talk to him more."

"Okay, I understand, Second Brother Kong."

Kong Demin carried the snakeskin bag into the kitchen, "This is cabbage and potatoes my mom sent over. You handle this, I’ll watch Changjun."

Kong Demin supported the child, wandering around the yard. He felt that the child had no issues walking now; the concern was whether he was mentally challenged.

Zheng Xiuxiang finished organizing the vegetables, thinking of making pancakes for dinner since Kong Demin was watching the child today. "Second Brother Kong, shall we make pancakes tonight?"

"Sure, add some meat."

"Okay, I’ll go make dinner then."

Kong Demin crouched in the yard, supporting the child as he walked, feeling tired after a long time. He picked up the child and went back inside.

He let Changjun sit on the bed; the child still had a silly smile, even when he tried to entertain him, the reaction was minimal.

Kong Demin lay on the bed, turned on his side watching Changjun who sat there smiling foolishly, and was sure the child had mental issues.

He was very angry. Meng Xiu Fen was incompetent, bore a sickly daughter, and now a stupid son.

Kong Demin’s anger made him very agitated. How could he have a stupid son? It’s disgraceful.

Now he had developed hatred towards Meng Xiu Fen in his heart.

Zheng Xiuxiang came in, "Second Brother Kong, I need to go pick up Yu Jing."

"I’ll go, you make dinner."

"Wait until Yu Jing gets back before starting dinner, there’s no one to watch Changjun."

Kong Demin squinted at the pretty girl, though she lacked competence, she was beautiful. The kids she would have wouldn’t be ugly.

Jiang Xinyu would return in a year or two; after marrying him, it would take another year or two to have children. By then he’d be past thirty, he couldn’t wait and must let Zheng Xiuxiang give him a son.

Meng Xiu Fen returned, seeing Kong Demin lying on the bed watching Changjun. Her heart skipped a beat, "Demin, why are you home so early today?"

"Meng Xiu Fen, is Changjun mentally challenged?"

"How could he be? He’s still young."

"Why does he always smile stupidly if he’s not?"

"Aren’t all kids like this?"

Kong Demin restrained his anger, "Meng Xiu Fen, I’m also going to let Xiao Xiang give me a son."

"Okay, I agree."

Kong Demin expected her resistance, surprised by her straightforward agreement. He was contemplating how to convince her.

"Meng Xiu Fen, you must teach Changjun to talk quickly. I saw Xiao Xiang helping him walk in the yard today; she lacks education, so you must teach our son more when you return."

"Okay, I’ll pay attention." Meng Xiu Fen saw Kong Demin lying on the bed without moving and grudgingly lay down too, watching her son smile foolishly, her heart bleeding.

First, she taught him to call her mother, patiently repeating over and over.

Zheng Xiuxiang returned and busied herself cooking dinner.

Yu Jing also got on the bed to teach her little uncle to speak. Changjun liked Yu Jing, so he lunged at her when she got on the bed.

"Yu Jing, teach Changjun to call you sister."

"Sure." The little girl taught many times, yet the child wouldn’t talk.

Tonight was supposed to be Meng Xiu Fen’s turn, but Kong Demin directly went to Zheng Xiuxiang’s room, moving the sleeping Yu Jing to Meng Xiu Fen’s bed, and cuddled with Zheng Xiuxiang.

Afterwards, "Xiao Xiang, give me a son."

"Okay, I’d like that too."

"Don’t worry, if you give me a son, I won’t treat you poorly."

Kong Demin felt very anxious and spent only two days in Meng Xiu Fen’s room over the month.

But Zheng Xiuxiang’s menstruation still came, leaving Kong Demin perplexed. Having two children already, he believed it must be Zheng Xiuxiang who couldn’t conceive.

So, lying beside Meng Xiu Fen in the evening, "Take her to the hospital, see if she can’t conceive; it’s been almost a year without any development."

"Fine, I’ll take her to the city tomorrow, can’t be examined in the county."

"Okay, I’ll send Changjun to my sister’s."

"I think we should go when Xiao Xiang’s period is over, delay by a few days." Meng Xiu Fen was also very anxious.

Five days later, Zheng Xiuxiang was completely clean, so in the evening, Kong Demin deliberately went to Kong Mengjie’s house, "Mengjie, I’ll bring Changjun over tomorrow, have something."

"Okay, I’ll take leave."

Early the following day, Kong Demin sent Changjun over.

Kong Mengjie looked at the dazed child, shocked at Kong Demin, "Second Brother?"

"I think this child might be mentally challenged, but Meng Xiu Fen says children are like this, what do you think?"

"Second Brother, Changjun can’t speak yet?"

"No, not yet. Also can’t walk."

"Second Brother, this kid definitely has issues. Why not take him to the hospital?"

Kong Demin frowned, "Fine, you go to work, I’ll take the child to the city hospital."

Kong Mengjie nodded, watching the back of Second Brother carrying the child, feeling a bit sad.

The child’s arrival was problematic, perhaps it’s karma.

Meng Xiu Fen, seeing Kong Demin back with the child, "What happened? Mengjie had no time?"

"I’m not working today; we’re all going to the hospital. Let’s see what the doctor says about Changjun too."

Meng Xiu Fen felt a bitter taste in her mouth; this issue couldn’t be hidden.

"You all wait at home for a while, I’ll go ask for leave."

Before she could leave freely, but now she feared the higher-ups would find fault with her.

The three took the child by car to the city, and upon arriving at the hospital, split up: Meng Xiu Fen took Zheng Xiuxiang to gynecology, while Kong Demin took the child to pediatrics.

"Doctor, take a look at this child, he’s already one year old but still can’t speak. He always drools and smiles foolishly."

A silver-haired doctor glanced at the child sitting at the table, suddenly pulled open a drawer, and took out a sound-making chick.

He put it by the child’s ear, Changjun turned his head to follow, and when the doctor changed direction, he still followed with his head.

The doctor put away the chick, then took out a very pretty green frog, placed it on the table, wound it up, and the frog jumped on the table.

Changjun’s eyes fixed on the frog, grabbing it.

"Hold him on your lap; I’ll check his pulse."

Kong Demin felt relieved seeing the doctor’s two tests.

The doctor checked for a long time, "The pulse doesn’t reveal much, hearing also isn’t a problem.

But his facial features indeed have some issues.

Don’t worry, some children only start talking at two years old. Wait a few months and see.

But adults must talk to him often, teaching him daily to call ’mother.’

Kong Demin breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Doctor, we’ll do that."