That night, A Lei called again, and the two of them chatted for a long time before A Lei remembered his business.

"Where would you like to go for your honeymoon? I'll take you on a great trip."

"Guangzhou!" Qin Xiaoyu immediately called out.

Why go to Guangzhou? What's fun there?

"I'm going!" Qin Xiaoyu refused to give any conditions.

A Lei had no choice but to agree. They say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, and her thoughts were truly hard to fathom.

Deng Jianyan was overjoyed to have three sons, and a full-month celebration was definitely in order.

Qi Si was a very responsible uncle; he had already booked the banquet well in advance.

The family was in a flurry of activity, discussing who should hold the baby, when the cousin and Tang Long walked in, pushing a stroller.

This car is exquisitely made, with three seats in the front and a chassis welded from an iron frame, making it stable and flat. The wheels are light and easy to push by one person.

"Brother, you're really good with your hands!" Deng Jianyan quickly carried a child inside to try it out.

"This is a good thing. In a few days, they'll be as fat as little pigs, and no one will be able to carry them," the wife praised.

"I only contributed one drawing; it was all done by Wang Jian's father, who stayed up several nights in a row." The cousin didn't take all the credit.

Friends and relatives occupied ten tables. Commander Wang, wanting to prove Zhou Yue right, invited some people from the government compound. These people all knew about the feud between Wang Kai and Zhou Yue, and looking at the three chubby boys, they all secretly spoke ill of Wang Kai.

"Wang Kai's son seems to be able to walk by now."

“That day I heard him call me dad, and he wouldn’t let me, it was so funny.”

Zhou Yue was stunned, feeling a mix of emotions. She was a kind person and was willing to forgive Wang Kai's evil deeds, but he never intended to turn back.

"Today is a joyous occasion for the Zhou family and for the Deng family. Come on, let's have a drink." Commander Zhou was clearly a little drunk. He stood up, raised his glass, and invited everyone to join him.

Zhou Xing's mother didn't try to persuade him; she just sat beside him, silently shedding tears.

Qin Xiaoyu understood that they were all thinking of Zhou Xing. The Zhou family was not large; of the three children, only one remained. It would be a good thing if the family could continue to have descendants.

"Dad! I have to thank you for marrying such a good daughter to me. I don't have any special abilities, but I can promise you that Zhou Yue will be happy for the rest of her life!" Deng Jianyan was also a little carried away by the wine and stood up to toast Commander Zhou.

"This child, drink less," Zhou Xing's mother said reproachfully, getting up to pour him a cup of tea and placing it beside him.

"Mom, I'm not drunk. I've been in the Zhou family for a while now, and I feel like you're my own mother. I'm so lucky. Heaven has been kind to me. I thought my life was over and I was hopeless, but it gave me such a wonderful wife. How could I not be happy!" Deng Jianyan started rambling on to Zhou Xing's mother.

"Brother-in-law, if you drink any more, my sister won't let you in the house." Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly brought out her secret weapon.

"No way, how could my wife not let me in? We're doing great!" Deng Jianyan chuckled, but suddenly met Zhou Yue's murderous gaze, instantly sobering him up.

"Dad, Mom! Everyone, please be quiet!" Deng Jianyan suddenly spoke. No one knew what he was going to say, so they all fell silent.

"I have an important decision to announce: one of my three sons has the surname Zhou."

Commander Zhou and his wife were completely taken aback by Deng Jianyan's words and choked up. Commander Zhou, afraid of being seen, covered his forehead with his hand and didn't dare to lift his head.

"Dad, take any of these three! Pick whatever you like! If you're not satisfied, we'll change them!"

"Brother-in-law, are you selling piglets?" Qin Xiaoyu was already laughing uncontrollably.

"Good, our Zhou family has an heir." Commander Zhou finally managed to say, his eyes red. They were all from the older generation, and they always placed great importance on having an heir.

When they got home, Qin Xiaoyu had three people in her car: Zhou Xing's mother and Zhou Yue each held one child, and Commander Zhou sat in the passenger seat. Deng Jianyan and another child got into Wang Lei's car.

“Xiaoyue, your husband, Lao Deng, is still a bit stingy,” Commander Zhou suddenly said.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yue didn't understand.

“You have four sons in your family, so what if you only give me two?” Commander Zhou was still not satisfied.

"This old man, he's never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant! That's enough!" Zhou Xing's mother punched him angrily.

"Haha, I was just saying that to tease our daughter, and you actually took it seriously." Commander Zhou grinned from ear to ear.

"We're registering the household in the next couple of days, but we haven't decided on a name yet. You should hurry up and do it too," Zhou Yue urged.

"Let's call him Zhou Zimo, Zihan Zimo," Commander Zhou said after a moment's thought.

"Dad! You're so biased! You only gave him a name with the surname Zhou. There are two other people with the surname Deng. That's too much!" Zhou Yue said angrily.

“Let your old Deng do it, he’s not surnamed Zhou, I don’t care.” The father and son started arguing.

Qin Xiaoyu drove without saying a word, but her heart was warmed. In Commander Zhou's heart, Zihan was also his own grandson, and his position was irreplaceable.

Since it was the weekend and she could eat at home all day, Qin Xiaoyu announced that she wanted to learn to cook. She was worried that Mrs. Fang might suddenly feel like roasting her again; that old lady was capable of anything.

Originally, her cooking skills were only good enough to be edible and passable.

Later, with the help of others, he could only cook twice a year, and his cooking skills had deteriorated to the point of barely being able to cook.

Zhou Yue set an example for her. Since her child turned one month old, she has been able to squeeze out some time every day to stay in Building 4 and cook up a dish, calling it a pleasure to cook for her loved one.

Now Qin Xiaoyu follows Zhou Yue's lead in everything, making her a true winner in life. Her husband is well-trained, her children are well-cared for, and as for her figure, so what if it's just so-so? Isn't that because Deng Jianyan loves her to death?

This is Qin Xiaoyu's ideal marriage. She hopes that one day, when she is old and her face is full of wrinkles, A Lei will still say, "My old woman is the most beautiful."

Although it was against her will, what woman wouldn't like to hear that?

Qin Xiaoyu cooked for the first time, taking on a challenge by making fish balls. She remembered seeing her roommate make them in her previous life when she visited her roommate's house.

If she had Baidu at this point, there wouldn't be any problem; the main issue is that she needs to take a closed-book exam.

She made a mistake in choosing the first fish. She used silver carp, which was readily available.

After struggling to remove the fish meat, she discovered that the fish had so many bones that she couldn't remove them all.

When Zhou Xing's mother, wearing her reading glasses, finally joined the team picking thorns, Qin Xiaoyu decided to spare everyone.

She glanced at the pitiful little bit of fish in the small dish. She thought, "It's good to cherish things; if I make a little, it should be delicious."

She added starch, salt, and sugar without thinking, but was stopped by Zhou Xing's mother when she took out the soy sauce.

Zhou Xing's mother didn't say anything, but her eyes told her that it wouldn't work.

In the end, six meatballs were cooked, and they looked pretty good when they were served. Before anyone could even pick them up, the meatballs suddenly deflated. Qin Xiaoyu was the first to try one, and a thorn stuck right into her palate.