Chapter 113

It was already past 9 o'clock when they got home. Jiang Zhinian was operating the sewing machine. She stopped when she heard the sound of the door opening and went to the door to greet Shi Ye.

As soon as Shi Ye closed the door, he was hugged around the neck and they kissed briefly.

"Have you eaten?" Jiang Zhinian's tone was sweet and sticky, with a hint of clinginess. She didn't know if it was due to the influence of pregnancy hormones, but her dependence on Shi Ye became more and more serious during this period.

"No, I finished the operation and was busy with other things, so I was hungry." Shi Ye ignored the fact that Zhou Hongyun was looking for him and walked towards the living room with his arm around Jiang Zhinian's waist.

"Then go wash your hands and then eat. We have your favorite dishes." Jiang Zhinian wanted to take credit for it and took the opportunity to lie on him and act lazy, refusing to walk properly.

She no longer suffers from morning sickness, and on the nights when Shi Ye works overtime, she cooks some simple home-cooked meals for herself.

Shi Ye patted her butt: "Stand still."

The corridor was narrow and he was afraid that he might accidentally step on something and fall.

"Oh." Jiang Zhinian stood up obediently and turned to go into the kitchen. She knew that Shi Ye would forget to eat dinner when he was busy, so the food was kept hot in the pot.

After washing his hands, Shi Ye returned to the living room and saw what she had spread on the sofa.

"What's this."

"I made some small gauze hand towels. I saw online that they can be used to burp babies, wipe their butts, wipe their mouths, and even wipe sweat."

She specially selected different colors and added embroidered labels to make it easier to use them separately in the future.

Shi Ye took it in his hand and touched it. It was very soft.

"I looked at a few reputable brands online, but they were all ridiculously expensive. They were just gauze, so I just bought the raw materials and made some myself."

After she had eaten and prepared for class, she didn't feel like watching TV, so she decided to do some handicrafts, which was more interesting.

The two sat facing each other. While Shi Ye was eating, Jiang Zhinian held his face and told him about the interesting things that happened at school today.

"Kids nowadays are so amazing! They're already expected to learn how to cook in fifth grade. Today, the school held a cooking competition for fifth and sixth graders, and I was invited to be a judge."

But everyone knew she was pregnant, so they didn't dare let her eat anything random. They just helped count the scores.

"There's this little fat guy who looks like a real chef and can even flip the wok."

Although their school uses induction cookers for safety reasons.

"Your school has a lot of activities."

"Not only that, this semester, the first and second grades have a laundry competition, and the third and fourth grades have a button sewing competition."

The current educational direction is paying more and more attention to children's ability to take care of themselves at home.

Shi Ye thought for a moment and said, "When I was little, I only participated in abacus competitions."

Jiang Zhinian blinked: "Were you a little kid when you were little?"

“Well, the school district is suitable.”

"Did you ever participate in a dictionary competition when you were a kid?"

Shi Ye paused and said, "No."

"Poetry recitations, speeches, and the like."

"None."

"You must have been very cute when you were little. Your teacher actually didn't let you be a front man."

Whenever they organize group activities like this, they will deliberately let the best-looking children stand in the front to make them look impressive.

Shi Ye smiled: "I wasn't cute when I was a child."

Jiang Zhinian rolled his eyes and leaned his chin on the table with one hand: "I don't believe it unless you show me a photo of you when you were a child."

She had seen Shi Ye when he was little, and he was obviously very cute.

"It's in the cabinet in the study. Look for it yourself."

Jiang Zhinian went to look for the photo album in slippers. At first, she thought there would be many albums and it would be difficult to find them. But when she opened the cabinet under the bookshelf, there was only one album inside.

Jiang Zhinian took it out and put it on the dining table: "Is this the one?"

Shi Ye glanced at it and said, "Yes."

"Then I'll see it?" Jiang Zhinian touched the album cover and confirmed it again.

"Look."

Starting from the first page, there are photos of Shi Ye. At that time, it was not popular to take photos of the full moon at home, so the first photo of Shi Ye was when he was one hundred days old.

She was wearing a small winter cotton-padded jacket, had big eyes, and a small red dot between her eyebrows.

After that, there was basically only one photo taken every year on my birthday. I didn’t see any daily family photos or photos of me traveling.

But... Jiang Zhinian pointed at a photo of Shi Ye when he was 3 years old and asked him, "Why are you wearing a pink dress?"

Shi Ye said calmly, "Because my mother wants a daughter."

So I took advantage of her birthday to buy her a pink dress, put a small bow hairpin on her head, and pretended she was my daughter and took her out to deceive people.

Jiang Zhinian flipped through the pages and found a photo of Shi Ye when he was enrolled in elementary school. He was wearing a small school uniform, carrying a small schoolbag, and staring blankly at the camera.

"Why do you look a little silly?" Jiang Zhinian covered his mouth and laughed.

"Isn't that stupid?"

Jiang Zhinian didn't allow him to slander Xiao Shiye like that: "Not stupid, how could I be stupid, I'm super cute, okay."

Shi Ye smiled and said nothing.

Looking at Shi Ye's childhood, Jiang Zhinian couldn't help but yearn: "I wonder if our baby will be as cute as a doll."

"Just like you, you're cute."

Jiang Zhinian felt a little shy at Shi Ye's sudden sweet talk, and lowered her head to continue looking at Shi Ye's photos from junior high school.

During this period, Shi Ye no longer took birthday photos, and most of the photos were taken when the school won awards.

Things like math competition awards, first place in grade, etc.

"Why are these photos a little torn..." and wrinkled, Jiang Zhinian smoothed them out repeatedly with his hands.

"My mom tore those off the school bulletin board when she was attending the parent-teacher conference."

At that time, he had no interest in taking pictures and refused to take pictures on his birthday.

Jiang Zhinian paused, and inexplicably felt like crying. She could even imagine how proud a mother would be when she went to the school bulletin board to tear down her son's photo.

As she scraped away the glue with her fingernails, and took the photos home and carefully placed them in the album...

"Shi Ye, your mother must love you very much."

Shi Ye paused while picking up the food, and looked up at Jiang Zhinian, his grey eyes filled with a hint of alienation: "Really?"

Jiang Zhinian pursed her lips and suddenly thought of the photo that Shi Ye's family had put in the parenting encyclopedia.

Why did he take out that photo alone? And what did the words written on the back mean?

Jiang Zhinian turned the page gloomily and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Shi Ye, this photo..."

Shi Ye in the picture probably looks like a high school student, with the fair complexion and thinness of a teenager, and the rapidly spreading hormones of adolescence.

But why did Shi Ye dye his hair white and put on the Korean idol makeup that was popular at that time?