"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. You can just sit there."

Fu Hongxing deftly tied the two children together with a strip of cloth, quickly tying them up just like his wife had done.

The tall figure carrying two sleeping babies on his back and back looks like a stark contrast.

After settling the child in, he reached into the bundle packed on the hospital bed and pulled out a long scarf, wrapping Ningjing's head tightly before lifting the three bags with one hand.

With his other hand, he carefully supported Ning Jing.

When Ning Jing saw that her hands were empty and that Fu Hongxing was supporting her like this, her face couldn't help but turn red.

She wasn't disabled, so she quickly broke free.

"You take the luggage, I can walk by myself."

Seeing his wife say this, and with a rosy complexion and no sign of reluctance, Fu Hongxing nodded.

He reached out and transferred one of the three bags he was carrying in one hand to his other hand, then followed his wife out of the ward.

As they walked out of the hospital ward, everyone who saw Fu Hongxing dressed like this couldn't help but turn around and whisper and chuckle to the people next to them.

Ning Jing felt fortunate that her head was now completely covered, so no one could see her blushing face.

Fu Hongxing didn't feel embarrassed at all, and walked with his head held high to the place where he parked his bicycle.

He took out his key, unlocked the bike, and pushed it out of the shed.

He hung the two heavy bags on either side of the handlebars, then let Ning Jing hold the light one in her arms.

Then he straddled the bicycle, propped himself up on one leg, and turned to Ning Jing, saying, "Wife, you sit on it first."

Fortunately, Fu Hongxing's legs were long enough that the bicycle didn't tilt at all and remained perfectly upright.

Ning Jing even tiptoed a little before sitting on the bicycle seat behind her.

Because he was picking Ning Jing up from the hospital today, Fu Hongxing specially asked Sister Guihua to make a soft cushion made of rabbit fur in advance. The cushion was filled with duck feathers that Ning Jing had washed, dried and stored away.

The stiff stalks of the duck feathers have been removed, so they're not suitable for making clothes, but they're quite good as stuffing in cushions.

Not to mention that rabbit fur is not like cloth, so the duck feathers won't seep through the gaps in the fabric and prick people.

When Ningjing sat down, she felt something warm and soft beneath her.

Fu Hongxing rode back along flat roads, ensuring his wife didn't experience any bumps.

As soon as they arrived at the door, Tie Dan and the others, who had been waiting for a long time, ran out of the yard.

Fu Hongxing first put one foot on the ground to let Ning Jing get off the bicycle first, and then he stepped on one leg to get off the bicycle himself.

Before Ning Jing could even stand up straight, Tie Dan and the others took her bag, the bag on her bicycle, and the bicycle itself.

Seeing this, Fu Hongxing did not object, after all, he still had two sons!

On the way back, my two sons didn't cry or make a fuss at all; they were really very sensible.

Once inside, he touched the kang (heated brick bed) that he and Ning Jing had shared; it was warm, clearly indicating that he had lit a fire to warm it when he went out to pick up Ning Jing.

Fu Hongxing carefully placed the two children on the kang (a heated brick bed), and then pulled Ning Jing, who had already untied her scarf, onto the kang with her.

Although my wife was bundled up tightly along the way, the winter wind was real; it seeped in through the gaps and still felt like it could freeze you to the bone.