Chapter 409 So Ugly
Lin Chuxia also went forward to take a look at the baby.
The baby is quite big, with a chubby face when he was born. Now he has stopped crying and is moving his little mouth from time to time with his eyes closed.
“How cute!”
This was the first time Lin Chuxia saw a newborn baby, and she had an indescribable feeling.
"Qin Yang, look at him."
Qin Yang only took a glance and then looked away. "There shouldn't be anything for us to do in the hospital. Don't you have to go back to Ancheng? Go back after dinner."
Lin Chuxia had just this idea. She waited for Jiang Hong to come out of the delivery room and confirmed that the mother and child were safe before she and Qin Yang left the hospital.
Qin Yang was driving on the road. Lin Chuxia was still sighing, and then she thought of Qin Yang's reaction when he saw the child just now. She tilted her head and asked, "Don't you like children?"
He had discussed having a child with her before, but why didn't he seem very enthusiastic when seeing a child?
Qin Yang replied without looking away, "So ugly."
Lin Chuxia: “…”
I never expected that Qin Yang's focus would be here.
Suddenly he laughed, "All newborn babies are like this."
Although he had never seen a newborn baby, he still had some theoretical knowledge.
The baby has been soaked in amniotic fluid in the womb, so it is normal for the skin to become red and swollen, and the facial features to also become swollen.
Qin Yang did not comment and asked Lin Chuxia what she wanted to eat for lunch.
"Let's have some noodles with soybean paste. It's easier to eat."
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Feng Dajun returned to the family building and saw his wife cooking with a complicated look in her eyes.
Mrs. Feng heard her husband's footsteps and looked over. "You're back. Wash your hands quickly. The meal will be ready soon."
Feng Dajun responded and went into the room. Feng Jingjing was writing something in a notebook.
Feng Dajun stepped forward and said, "Jingjing, what are you writing? Do you know how to write? If you don't know how to write, you can ask daddy and he will teach you."
Feng Jingjing looked up at Feng Dajun and nodded again, "Dad, I will."
As he spoke, he closed the notebook and put it back into his schoolbag.
Feng Dajun waved his hand nonchalantly, "Come and wash your hands after you finish your homework. We'll be eating soon."
At noon, there was a plate of stir-fried cabbage, a plate of pickled vegetables and shredded radish, and the staple food was large white steamed buns.
Feng Dajun picked up the steamed bun and took a bite, talking as he ate, "It seems that Li Wei's wife gave birth today. When the doorman came to inform him, the guy didn't even finish his work, he just left it and ran away. He seems to be carefree at ordinary times, but he actually loves his wife."
Mrs. Feng hummed indifferently, "Speaking of which, there are quite a few people in our hospital who love their wives. I heard that Engineer Qin even cooks at home. They are all smart people. Minister Wei loves his wife, and the people under him will follow suit."
"Don't think too realistically. The people in the company have all received higher education and have high quality. They can't be compared with those people in my hometown..."
Before Feng Dajun could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mrs. Feng.
"You also know that they are not the same as us? When I said this before, you always didn't want to hear it. Why do you admit it now?"
Feng Dajun frowned slightly, "What did I admit? How am I different from them? Have I ever fought with you in all these years of marriage?"
He didn't want to argue with her about this issue. He knew that his wife was not well educated and had always felt inferior since she came out with him.
Even if he said something to comfort her, she wouldn't listen, so it was better to avoid the topic.
"I heard that you went to Li Wei's house today? Weren't you there when Li Wei's wife was about to give birth? How come in the end someone else went to the workplace to call Li Wei, and Qin Yang's wife took her to the hospital?"
This is what he heard on the way back.
Li Wei is now in the same department as him, and they were both transferred from the same place. Feng Dajun is happy to see his wife getting closer to his wife.
But at this critical moment, how could my wife not help?
When Mrs. Feng heard what he said, a hint of guilt flashed across her eyes and her voice became a few notches higher.
"Da Jun, what do you mean by that? I went to their house this morning, but I should have gone to pick up Jin Jing from school. I can't go help someone else and leave my own daughter at school, right?"
Feng Dajun frowned, but still patiently explained, "I'm not blaming you. I just think it's okay to help colleagues. Having a child is not a small matter. Jingjing is already a big child, and she's not far from home. Didn't she go home by herself before?"
Mrs. Feng sneered, "Oh, you were worried when I let her go home by herself before, and now it's my fault if I go to pick her up from school on time? Dajun, I know what you mean, but don't you think about it? Even if I try to flatter her, how can I help her? We don't have a car at home."
With a bang, Feng Dajun threw the chopsticks on the table.
"Why are you so unreasonable?"
He couldn't understand why she became like this. It was clearly her fault, but she still insisted on making excuses.
He could still regard some of the things that happened in the past as her being ignorant and short-sighted.
But childbirth is a matter of life and death. It would be fine if she didn't know about it, but if she was there and turned a blind eye, wouldn't that be a waste of time?
As soon as Mrs. Feng saw Feng Dajun, her face suddenly darkened and she immediately showed an expression of aggrieved.
"I'm just afraid of getting you into trouble. How can I, a woman with no car and no strength, help you? What if something happens and we are blamed? Besides, she was just feeling uncomfortable at the time. When I gave birth to Jingjing, I was in pain for a whole day and night. You were not at home, but your mother still made me endure it all night. Why do you feel more distressed for someone else's wife than your own?"
Feng Dajun watched Mrs. Feng crying and wiping her tears, and listened to her complaining about her grievances, and suddenly he felt powerless.
Suddenly I felt extremely depressed in this room.
"You guys eat, I'm going to go out for a walk."
Seeing that Feng Dajun was really angry, Feng's wife's face changed slightly, and she chased after him, "Dajun, where are you going? We haven't finished our meal yet."
All I saw was Feng Dajun's back as he walked down the stairs with a thump.
Mrs. Feng's voice was quite loud, and the neighbors who were cooking in the corridor immediately looked over.
That gossipy look was just about to say to her face: Fighting again?
Mrs. Feng slammed the door, turned her head and saw Feng Jingjing next to her. She was so angry that she went up to her and pinched her hard.
"It's all your fault. If I hadn't picked you up from school, would your dad be angry?"
"Why did I give birth to a useless person like you?"
"Eat, eat, eat. What else do you know besides eating?"
"You're still hiding? I told you to hide, I told you to hide..."
Mrs. Feng pinched Feng Jingjing's thighs one by one, specifically picking out the invisible places.
Feng Jingjing was in so much pain that she couldn't stop crying, but she didn't dare to cry out loud...
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