Today, for Lorze and Mewtwo, or more accurately, for Ah Meng, was a very important, highly memorable day, even more important than learning to crawl or walk.
Originally, Mewtwo was just staying in her boudoir, holding her daughter and sitting on the edge of the bed, about to nurse Ah Meng as usual.
Although Ah Meng's crawling had indeed been practiced very well, actually she only moved around for a little while every day. The rest of the time, she still slept deeply, and when hungry, she would make a fuss asking Mom for milk.
Today was the same. Ah Meng in the stroller flailed her arms and legs, babbling and crying "yi yiya ya". Mewtwo, who was chatting with her sisters using the PokéNav, initially thought she was hungry.
Mewtwo actually felt a bit puzzled: It clearly hasn't been very long since the last nursing. Why is Ah Meng hungry so quickly this time? But thinking about this was useless. Since the daughter wanted to drink, then she would feed her.
But just as Mewtwo picked up her cute daughter and used her hand to pull aside her bra cup, about to expose her breast, Ah Meng wore an expression of holding her breath, brewing something up.
In the next second, the sound drifting from Ah Meng's mouth made Mewtwo, as a mother, freeze for quite a long time, so much so that her delicate jade hand just stiffened like that. Her underwear maintained an untidy, indecent state, exposing the plump, fair breast meat inside...
"Mm... Ma~ Mama~ Yi?"
That blurred murmur from Ah Meng sounded to Mewtwo like morning dew falling into a clear, newly awakened lake, rippling light waves in the tranquility of her heart.
Actually, her pronunciation wasn't that standard yet. The unformed syllables swayed slightly between her cute little mouth. But this didn't prevent Ah Meng from finding life's most ancient code—calling for mother. This is the initial covenant of language, and also the natural certification of the soul to its kinship.
When the trembling trailing tone, wrapped in the daughter's milky fragrance, drifted into Mewtwo's cat-like cochlea, all philosophy regarding "existence" instantly condensed into warm tears. Hidden within this chaotic, indistinct call was the initial morning star of the language of life, and an echo more eternal than language itself.
It was unknown what Ah Meng thought about her mom spacing out at this moment. However, her nostrils flared; clearly she smelled the familiar milky fragrance.
It's a pity Ah Meng wasn't hungry right now. The blinking, large-eyed daughter babbled and used her chubby little hands to push away Mewtwo's plump chest. Then she tried calling "Mama" twice more. This time, due to pronunciation deviation, it was even blurrier than the first time. But it still pulled the long-dazed Mewtwo back to reality.
My god, I actually spaced out when my baby was calling Mom!? How should I respond to her?
At the same time, Mewtwo also just reacted. So Ah Meng didn't want to drink milk, but wanted to share this joy with Mom!?
"Mhm, mhm! Good Ah Meng, Mom is here, Mom is here~"
Not knowing if she understood her mom's response, Ah Meng also smiled along with Mewtwo. That smile was undoubtedly better than fine medicine at healing the soul.
Smiling blissfully and gently rocking the daughter in her arms, thousands of emotions lingered in Mewtwo's heart. Immediately, she noticed a streak of hot liquid actually uncontrollably surging from her eye sockets. For some unknown reason, she just couldn't suppress this intense feeling of being moved.
Isn't this exactly what she and Lorze had been yearning for day and night? Their daughter Ah Meng... learned to speak!?
At the same time, regarding such a momentous happy event, Mewtwo didn't forget her beloved husband. Since Ah Meng already knew how to call her Mom, does this mean she also learned "Dad"? Or can she only call out "Mom" right now?
Mewtwo thought of that husband who often squatted by the stroller trying to teach Ah Meng to call "Dad". Just being called Mom made her this happy. If that guy were called Dad by Ah Meng, wouldn't he be so happy he'd pass out?
However, the meticulous Mewtwo also noticed that the "Mama" Ah Meng called out was in the language of Pokémon, not human language. Could it be because she spent more time staying by her side than by Lorze's side, so her mother tongue is the Pokémon language?
Oh well, this actually isn't a big deal. After all, Lorze has mastered telepathy. He can understand the language of Pokémon, so there won't be any problems in communication.
But Mewtwo still hoped more that Ah Meng could call out "Dad" in human language. She herself didn't care; even if Ah Meng called her Mom using human language, she would be very happy. Mainly, she still hoped her beloved husband could be happy.
Then how about holding Ah Meng and going in front of her husband to see how their daughter performs? Thinking of this, the incredibly excited Mewtwo hurriedly held Ah Meng and went to find Lorze. That rushing, floating downstairs appearance startled the other wives.
Coincidentally, Lorze was playing with his PokéNav on the sofa in the living room, which saved Mewtwo the trouble of finding him.
"Honey, stop playing, stop playing. I have a major thing to tell you!"
"Ah ah, I'm here. What's wrong, Big Sister?"
Lorze knew deeply that Mewtwo didn't usually cling to him all day normally. For her to be like this, it must be something important. He couldn't help but turn off his phone screen and become very attentive—the young man stood at attention!
It's just that, the abruptly looking up Lorze felt somewhat strange. Clearly Mewtwo's voice was so hurried, and even her tone was a bit distorted, yet what was on her face was... happiness?
Mewtwo pushed the baby in her arms forward a bit, completely unable to conceal the excitement on her face.
"It's Ah Meng! Ah Meng she..."
"What's wrong with Ah Meng, is she sick?"
"N-No, Ah Meng, do that thing from just now again, okay? Just that one! Mom is begging you~"
"Myu?"
Ah Meng in Mewtwo's arms looked at Lorze, blinking her eyes. That appearance looked as if she were searching the vocabulary bank in her head.
As a result, she didn't make a sound for a long time. She even very theatrically yawned and squeezed out a few teardrops. Not only did she not call Dad, now she didn't even call Mom.
Looking at Mewtwo with an inquiring gaze, Lorze's expression grew increasingly peculiar: Doesn't this mean nothing happened?
Ah Meng seemed to be playing a mischievous prank on her mom. Mewtwo's cheeks were flushed red from embarrassment, and she was very unwilling to give up.
"Why, Ah Meng... Clearly just now... can't you really do it one more time?"
Seeing Mewtwo muttering things he couldn't hear clearly with a volume as thin as a mosquito's buzz, Lorze also smiled slightly. Today, Big Sister is truly not as steady as usual at all. Unlike me, who is so calm, hehe...
"Bu? Ba... Baba? (Dad?)"
A loud "clatter" suddenly erupted in the main hall. That was Lorze nearly falling over from losing his footing.
Holy crap!? Who was talking just now, was it Ah Meng? What did Ah Meng say!?
One second ago, he still wore an unruffled, calm temperament. In the next second, Lorze's eyes instantly became incomparably clear. The macho man's robust body jolted. What man could withstand this call!?
Just as the atmosphere became awkward, Ah Meng finally called out "Dad" somewhat haltingly amidst her mom's incredibly expectant and pleading expression, instantly making Mewtwo feel proud and elated: Lorze, speak!
After the tender, crisp voice rang out, Lorze also, like Mewtwo, failed to react for a moment and froze.
But Mewtwo realized something was amiss. She was as surprised as Lorze, because when Ah Meng called her, she used the Pokémon language, but when calling Lorze, it was human language. Could this be...
The soft, beautiful sunset glow splashed through the window lattice. Little Ah Meng, having called "Dad", blew a string of bubbles in her mother Mewtwo's arms.
"Ta-pu!"
The young father only then realized what his daughter had said. His feet, slipping in slippers, subconsciously kicked the bottom of the sofa again due to excitement... Sofa: Feed me peanuts!
The instant Ah Meng's trailing tone, sounding like foam plastic, fell into his ears, Lorze suddenly seemed to have the pause button pressed on him. He blankly held up his PokéNav wanting to say something, but ultimately couldn't speak. It seemed only his slightly moistened eye sockets could express Lorze's feelings. It seemed... everything was understood without words...
Lorze, from Mewtwo's perspective, looked very handsome and also very quiet. Her husband's performance somewhat exceeded her expectations. She actually thought Lorze would be ecstatic.
Little did she know, this guy was actually brewing his emotions, and then throwing the valves wide open to vent them all out together!
The widened almond eyes under his fragmented hair made his entire handsome face appear even more childish. Clumsily and excitedly counting his daughter's petal-like lip shapes, he started going crazy—
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa! Ah Meng called me Dad, this this this!"
Clearly just now he still wore a self-proclaimed mature, complacent appearance. The current Lorze was even more frantic than Mewtwo, wishing he could jump up on the spot to express his excitement. He almost turned the house into an undulating Flower Fruit Mountain (from Journey to the West, full of monkeys)!
However~ whether it was Mewtwo or the other wives, they all felt it was understandable. The younger sisters also finally knew why the older sister had come rushing down so hurriedly.
The wives with daughters were incredibly expectant; the wives without daughters were particularly envious. The desire to have a baby with Lorze grew increasingly intense. Who wouldn't want to hear their own baby call out "Dad" and "Mom"?
However, Lorze's appearance still amused Mewtwo. The wife's light cough trying to hold back a smile made Lorze even more embarrassed. The tips of his ears suddenly burned completely red, like two freshly boiled glutinous rice balls.
Lorze also felt ashamed of his previous complacency. As expected of Big Sister, even when called Mom, she was only at that level. Sure enough, Big Sister Mewtwo is still more steady!
Seeing Lorze so happy, the daughter was also transferred from Mom's embrace into Dad's embrace. Whether hugged by Mom or Dad, Ah Meng seemed very happy.
"Ah Meng, Ah Meng, hehe. Can Ah Meng say what you just said again? One more time~"
Lorze found that he truly was getting a bit addicted to listening to it. This "Dad", no matter how many times he heard it, he never got tired of it—Being a dad is exactly for this one phrase, awoo!
The trailing tone curled and trembled, like sunlight sliding down the guitar strings in the room. Little Ah Meng waved her lotus root-like arms and suddenly giggled, bursting out with a clear and bright "Ba ba!". That sound seemed to splash Skittles all over the room. At least Lorze was sweetened by it.
Not only that, the Lorze who had reacted suddenly widened his eyes. His surprise even went a step further than just now: Wait a minute. T-This is "Dad" in the Pokémon language. That sound just now was "Dad" in human language. Is Ah Meng... proficient in two languages!?
Lorze felt this was because he used human language while the wives used Pokémon language. So Ah Meng's mother tongue environment naturally became bilingual.
But environment is environment; the baby's own talent cannot be ignored either. Perhaps the daughter born with Big Sister Mewtwo is truly also very intelligent?
Plus Ah Meng's previous performance practicing crawling, he could almost be certain this little girl is a talent monster. Her comprehension ability is truly too good.
After asking Mewtwo, Lorze only then knew that Ah Meng not only knew how to call Dad, but also Mom. Moreover, she could do both bilingually. This is not a common occurrence for babies.
Ordinary babies either call Mom first or Dad first. Often they can only call out one word, and the other word still needs to be slowly accumulated before it can be spoken. But Ah Meng was equivalent to speaking four words as soon as she opened her mouth! What kind of learning ability is this exactly?
Lorze couldn't be certain which word Ah Meng learned first either. This little girl actually said them all in one breath.
Regardless, mastering one more language is not a bad thing. This is truly a uniquely advantageous educational resource.
Right now, there's no need to consider such long-term matters. Just thoroughly enjoy the present first. The big boy in his twenties clumsily tried to bring up the video recording mode of his PokéNav to record this precious moment, only to find he had long since pinched four crescent moon indentations into his palm. There's no helping it... this is truly too happy.
Bursts of spring breeze blew in through the open window, brushing past Lorze's face. His fluffy hair bounced in the twilight, hiding the stars popping out from the corners of his eyes.
So becoming a father isn't an instant of growing up, but suddenly discovering that all the cotton candy in the whole world has fallen into this milky-scented call, Lorze thought to himself.
After this initial experience, Dad and Mom sank deeply into the sofa, leaning against each other. The husband and wife jointly held the daughter in their arms.
"Big Sister." "Mhm, I'm here, Honey."
Lorze's hand tightly grasped Mewtwo's hand. Five fingers and three fingers tightly interlocked together.
"I feel that Ah Meng, she is truly a little angel. She is the most beautiful gift heaven has given us."
Mewtwo nodded in strong agreement. Like a little bird relying on a person, she rested her head on Lorze's shoulder...
After Ah Meng learned to call Dad, the time Lorze held Ah Meng visibly increased. No matter how many times Ah Meng called, Lorze never felt annoyed. The happiness index conversely increased linearly with every call from his daughter!
During the period of time after this, Xiao Li also called out Mom. But she only knew the pronunciation method of the Pokémon language, and couldn't call out Dad in any method. This actually conformed more to the speaking patterns of infants. It's just that with Ah Meng's prior comparison, it seems there are also disparities between daughter and daughter.
Lorze wasn't anxious about such things, merely waiting quietly. At the same time, he spent more time staying in front of Xiao Li's stroller teaching her to call Dad. In the end, although Xiao Li didn't master the ability to call her parents bilingually like Ah Meng, she actually could call out Dad in human language and Mom in Pokémon language. It's just that she often called Dad and Mom backwards... Compared to the intelligent fox girl, daughter Xiao Li was unexpectedly silly and cute!
Ever since then, rising and falling sounds of calling Mom and Dad always rang out in the treehouse. There were both Pokémon cries and the babbling of human infants. No matter which kind, it undoubtedly made the warm family even more lively.
The daughters' calls were an immeasurable encouragement to Lorze. Call after call of "Dad", Lorze's underlying code was called out. Not only did his protective desire of fatherly love burst forth, even his work efficiency improved by a few points—he truly must properly shoulder his responsibilities as a father and a husband!