Chapter 139: Giving Birth

Zhou Dongmeng: "Of course, these are all considered internal military discipline."

Chen Xiang changed to a more comfortable position and asked again: "You can sew quilts, wash clothes, cook, wash dishes, and stack tofu. You can do everything a woman can do. So what else can't you do?"

Zhou Dong thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Give birth to a child."

Chen Xiang: “…”

Zhou Dongmeng rubbed the needle tip on his scalp. He had broad shoulders and a big body, with well-developed muscles under his dark gray sweater, which made his chest and shoulders bulge. He half-squatted there like a small mountain.

The man was tall and strong, with thick palms and obvious joints.

She just held a tiny embroidery needle and did what a woman does, but there was not a trace of effeminateness in her.

He still looks as tall and majestic as ever, with an elegant demeanor.

Chen Xiang was so bewildered by Zhou Dong's sudden movements that her face turned shy. She stared at the man with starry eyes, refusing to move her eyes away even a bit.

In other families, the husbands sleep on the kang while their wives are busy inside and outside the house.

Why is it that when it comes to her, everything is done the opposite way?

She was sleeping in bed wrapped tightly in the quilt, while Zhou Dongmeng was doing needlework like a young wife.

Chen Xiang's eyes gradually showed tenderness.

In fact, from how carefully Zhou Dongmeng took care of her in his previous life, it can be seen that he is a man who knows how to live.

It's a pity that I met such a bastard like her.

He never remarried after breaking up with her. Maybe he was hurt by her and is now afraid of marriage...

Chen Xiang was thinking about something in her mind, while chatting idly with the man, and they talked about what they were going to do tomorrow.

She rubbed her eyes and asked, "What time do you go to work tomorrow?"

Zhou Dong suddenly pulled the string in his hand, lowered his eyes and said softly: "I will take you to the county high school tomorrow, and we will finish the work together before going to work."

Chen Xiang raised her eyebrows: "It's already past eight o'clock when you finish with me, is it still in time?"

"It's still in time. I need to go to the steel plant with the boss tomorrow. We'll meet at nine in the morning. Then shall we go to the steel plant gate together?"

Chen Xiang nodded: "Okay."

"By the way, Zhou Dongmeng, Uncle Xie told me today that a movie theater will open in the county tomorrow afternoon. I plan to go and try it out to see how it goes."

After listening to this, Zhou Dongmeng frowned slightly and asked gently, "Is it too hard?"

Chen Xiang shook her head: "No."

"With you and mom helping me, I don't feel tired at all. I'm at the county high school in the morning and go to the cinema in the afternoon. This way, I can go out with you and go home together. In fact, you're the one who works harder."

It sounds like the girl has no flaws in her reasoning.

Zhou Dongmeng pursed his lips and smiled without saying anything. The quilt had just been sewn, so he stood up, put the needle and thread back to its original place, and came back to fold the quilt into a tofu block.

Chen Xiang turned over and lay flat, looking at the roof, and reminded: "It seems that there are not enough sweet potatoes at home. Why don't you and mom go to the village to collect some sweet potatoes?"

"Okay, Mom and I will be there in a minute."

Zhou Dongmeng came to the bed, leaned over with his hands on the bed, gently touched the girl's forehead with his lips, and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Chen Xiang thought for a moment and said, "I'll eat whatever you cook."

"What about tomorrow morning?"

"steamed stuffed bun!"

Zhou Dong suddenly raised one hand and pulled the corner of the quilt to cover her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Still eating buns? What kind of filling do you want to eat?"

Chen Xiang: "Cabbage vermicelli."

"Okay, I'll do it for you tomorrow. Now take a nap, okay?"

The man spoke in a gentle tone, as if he was coaxing a child.