Chapter 110: Preparations Started Before Pregnancy

Fu Yucheng rolled the two names on his tongue three times, suddenly turned over and sat up, took out a pen from the bedside table and wrote them down on the paper.

"Fu Yutong, Fu Chengyu..." He paused on the last stroke of the character "Yu." "This word 'Cheng' is good. It carries on the legacy of the Fu family, and also carries on our aspirations."

Yun Tangyin tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Hurry up and lie down. Be careful not to catch a cold."

My fingertips brushed the edge of the cigarette box paper, and I saw a crooked drawing of a little man on the back, wearing a military cap and holding a small wooden fish.

"Is this Chengyu or Yutong?" She smiled while pinching the cigarette box paper.

"Both." Fu Yucheng pulled her into his arms. "If it's a boy, teach him how to shoot a gun. If it's a girl, teach her how to ride a horse. Anyway, you can use the training grounds in the military district as you like."

"Do you think the children are your soldiers?" Yun Tangyin twisted his arm.

He suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it between his eyebrows: "What's wrong? I'm here to protect you."

The wind outside the window blew snow foam onto the glass, and the heat lamp of the electric stew pot was emitting a warm yellow light.

Yun Tangyin remembered something, opened the quilt and ran to the camphorwood box. When she came back, she was holding a small tiger-head hat with the word "peace" embroidered in gold thread on the velvet.

"I learned how to make this from Mrs. Zhang the other day. The stitching is really rough." She compared it to his head and said, "It's too small for you. It will be perfect when the baby is one month old."

Fu Yucheng smiled, pinching the pompom on the brim of his hat. "This tiger's eyes are embroidered like copper bells, just like you. They look most energetic when they glare at you."

"Who glared at you?" Yun Tangyin stuffed the hat into his arms and said, "Let's ask Mr. Zhang from the bedding factory to see if he can make two more of this style so we can wear them alternately."

When the rooster crowed for the second time, Yun Tangyin was awakened by the sound of him turning over, and saw him counting the ends of her hair in the moonlight.

"Can't sleep?" She nudged his neck. "Are you thinking about the child again?"

"After thinking about you getting pregnant..." He entwined a strand of her hair with his fingertips, "The millet porridge that Mom makes is the most nourishing. Mom works hard to make it for you every day."

Yun Tangyin thought of her mother-in-law Song Yushuang's exquisiteness and couldn't help laughing. "Then I'm afraid the whole compound will know that a baby is coming."

"That's good to know." Fu Yucheng suddenly stuffed something into her hand, "This is for you."

It was a shiny copper whistle with a red string hanging on it.

"The whistle you blow during training can be heard three miles away." He stuffed the whistle into her pajamas pocket. "If you feel uncomfortable at night, blow this. I can hear it even on the training ground."

Yun Tangyin held the cold copper whistle and nodded.

But having said that, she didn't dare to brag.

"Oh, right," she suddenly sat up. "Doctor Zhang said I needed to take folic acid before getting pregnant. I asked my guard at the supply and marketing cooperative, and they said it was out of stock."

"I'll ask the logistics department to take it to Shanghai." Fu Yucheng took out a small notebook and wrote it down. "Anything else? Write it all down."

"We also need brown sugar. We need the old Yunnan brown sugar." Yun Tangyin counted on her fingers. "And diapers. They need to be made of fine cotton. I asked someone to buy some in Suzhou..."

"No need to bother." He suddenly closed the notebook. "I'll ask the bedding factory to keep some for me. They use the best cotton yarn, better than the one in Suzhou."

When it was almost dawn, Yun Tangyin vaguely heard him talking on the phone.

"Yes, those elastic maternity pants... I want the largest size, just in case I'm having twins..."

She turned over and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

This idiot said yesterday that the probability of twins was low, but today he started preparing double portions of food.

What’s even more outrageous is that there’s still no sign of it!

She just agreed to his suggestion, and Fu Yucheng treated her as if she was pregnant.

At breakfast, Fu Yucheng brought two bowls of red date porridge, with six red dates buried in each bowl.

"Everything goes well." He scooped another spoonful of brown sugar into her bowl, "Eat more."

Just as Yun Tangyin scooped up a spoonful, she saw the guard Xiao Chen peeking at the door.

"Come in." Fu Yucheng put down the bowl of porridge.

"The bedding factory has delivered what you wanted." Xiao Chen came in holding a large box. When he opened it, it was full of baby products, including small socks, small gloves, and two small quilts embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns.

"Old Zhang is really quick." Fu Yucheng picked up a pair of small socks and compared them to her feet. "Look, they match your tiger-head shoes perfectly."

Yun Tangyin's face flushed red as she stuffed the socks into the box: "Who said we wanted these? You're too impatient!"

"It'll be needed sooner or later." Fu Yucheng smiled. "By the way, I asked them to add a small railing next to the crib to prevent you from pressing on the child when you sleep at night."

"How could I..." Yun Tangyin's words were interrupted by his sudden hug.

"Yinyin," he said, his chin resting on the top of her head, his voice tense, "I'll be back to stay with you every day after the baby is born."

"What nonsense are you talking about." She punched him on the back. "You're not pregnant yet."

He didn't say anything, just hugged me tighter.

The snow started falling outside the window again, making a rustling sound as it landed on the windowsill.

Yun Tangyin was almost strangled by him and reached out to scratch his waist: "Let go quickly, the porridge will get cold if you hold me any longer."

Fu Yucheng then let go of her hand, but put another red date in her bowl and said, "Eat more to replenish your qi and blood."

He didn't touch any of the red dates in his own bowl and gave them all to her.

"You eat too." Yun Tangyin pushed the red dates into his bowl, "You're always stuffing them into my bowl. Do you think I'm your granary?"

"I don't like sweet things." He lowered his head to drink porridge, but his ears turned red.

Xiao Chen coughed twice at the door: "The meeting at 10 am..."

"Got it." Fu Yucheng didn't even raise his head. "I'm here on time. I'm busy now."

Yun Tangyin glared at him and said, "Business is more important. Don't waste time."

"I still have time to eat with you." He put down the bowl of porridge, suddenly stood up and walked into the house. When he came back, he was holding a small piece of clothing in his hand.

The collar is embroidered with a five-pointed star that's almost worn off, the stitching crooked. "My mother embroidered this for me when I was a kid."

Fu Yucheng pointed at the five-pointed star and said, "Look at the stitching here. It's much rougher than your tiger-head hat."

Yun Tangyin touched the frayed fabric and smiled, "This shows that you've been tough since you were a child. You've worn your clothes down to this."

"When our child grows up, I'll embroider one for him too." He suddenly held her hand. "We two will protect you."

"Who needs your protection?" Yun Tangyin pulled back her hand to clean up the dishes. "I can protect myself."

Fu Yucheng smiled at her back, then suddenly remembered something and shouted to the door, "Xiao Chen, bring in my box of hawthorns."

Yun Tangyin had just put the bowl into the sink when Xiao Chen came in holding a large cardboard box filled with red hawthorns.

"You really bought two boxes?" She frowned. "These will last until next spring."

"If you can't finish it, make candied haws." Fu Yucheng picked up a hawthorn and handed it to her mouth, "Try it, is it sour?"

As soon as the hawthorn touched her lips, Yun Tangyin hid back: "It's so sour!"