Liu Chuxue transmigrated, but her beginning was hell. Fortunately, fate was not too unkind to her, granting her a portable space and several surprises.
The original owner's fiancé's f...
Chapter 1309 You've only been in the city a few days, and you've already forgotten about your father?
Fu Yancheng smiled and sat down next to her, whispering, "I saw some children exchanging apricots from home for candy, and I thought you would like it, so I traded some back."
That's what they say, but everyone knows the truth: it wasn't about exchanging them for candy. It was just that the bolder kids would take wild apricots from around the house or on the mountain and exchange them for money to help support their families.
He then took the apricots out of his pocket: "Here, put them in your bag. The car won't leave for a while, so I'll go to the state-run restaurant outside to clean them for you."
Chu Xue looked at the apricots, which were already turning yellow, and knew they were wild apricots from the mountains: "Why don't we go to the village first, so you don't have to ask for help?"
Fu Yancheng laughed out loud, but didn't say anything more: "Aunt Qi in the kitchen of the foreign camp restaurant at the train station is my comrade's aunt. I ate there a few times when I came back from missions before. It was just a matter of a few words."
After saying that, he ran off the bus.
Sitting behind her, Xia Qiu laughed and said, "Your brother-in-law really cares about you. By the way, the old folks always say that sour foods are for boys and spicy foods are for girls. Do you prefer sour or spicy foods?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Xue touched her stomach and said, "I don't feel like I have any particular preferences. I'm open to both sour and spicy foods."
While the two were talking, Fu Yancheng had already returned.
He handed three fruits to Xiao's father before getting on the bus, asking him to share them with Xiao's mother and Chunxiao. He then gave two to Xia Qiu before sitting down next to Chu Xue. "Wife, these are all for you. I specially saved these pretty fruits."
Before Chu Xue could say anything after he said that, Xia Qiu, who was sitting behind him, laughed.
Her smile made Chu Xue seem to understand the meaning behind Fu Yancheng's words: "Who did you learn that from?"
Seeing his wife happy, Fu Yancheng laughed and said, "Our regimental commander said that if you look at beautiful people and things when you are pregnant, or keep a happy mood every day, the baby will be beautiful. I thought it would be the same if I picked out the good-looking things to eat."
These words not only amused the Xiao family, but also made everyone else in the audience laugh.
It's the weekend, and there were quite a few people taking the bus; it was full in no time.
The two little ones slept soundly in their mothers' arms, and even Jun Chuxue was rocked to sleep on Fu Yancheng's shoulder.
Xiao's mother, who was content with having a son, was very excited along the way. She kept looking at her son in her arms, thinking about how she would finally be able to hold her head high when they arrived at the village.
In a good mood, I didn't feel the bumpy ride anymore.
The journey was smooth. When they arrived at their destination, Qiu Shaofeng, who had been notified, was already waiting there. He said to Xiao's parents, who had gotten off the bus first, "Mom and Dad, I've come to pick you up."
After saying that, he craned his neck to look behind him and saw Xia Qiu walking behind him. He then revealed a set of big white teeth and said, "Xia Qiu, let me hold our son."
Xia Qiu glanced at her son in her arms: "He's slept the whole way, it's time to wake him up."
Qiu Shaofeng stared at his son's face with joy. Although his wife and son had only been gone for a little over a week, he missed them terribly.
As soon as Xiao Junjun was in his arms, he woke up. When he saw that it wasn't his mother holding him, he started crying and mumbled, "Mom."
Xia Qiu quickly reached out and took her son: "Mom's here, Mom's here. That's Dad, didn't you recognize him?"
Qiu Shaofeng lightly patted his son's bottom: "You've only been in the city for a few days, and you've already forgotten about your dad."
Perhaps because she heard a familiar voice, Junjun, with tears still clinging to her eyelashes, turned to look at Qiu Shaofeng.
Qiu Shaofeng laughed: "Does this voice sound familiar? Son, it's your dad. Remember me?"
(End of this chapter)