"Guess what I did outside?" Zhao Jingyu heard Zhao Chengjun's voice but didn't care and casually closed the door.
He and Xu Qingning are the true owners of this home; they can do and say whatever they want without having to consider others.
The people who should avoid him are everyone living in his house.
"Didn't you go out to look for your second brother?" Xu Qingning didn't ask him if he had found him or not; she didn't want to know about their family's affairs.
“I looked all over the street but couldn’t find it, so I went to the department store to look for it, and that’s when I found the bathtub and bought it,” Zhao Jingyu whispered. “You always kick me out when you take a bath, but now that we have the bathtub, we can bathe together.”
"Who's going to shower with you..." Xu Qingning rolled her eyes at him. "When you weren't back, Mom and I went to the bathhouse at your company. Now that it's cold, I'm showering at home. Even if you bought a bathtub, there's no place to put it."
“I’ve measured it, and this spot is perfect.” Zhao Jingyu pointed to the corner against the north wall. “I’ll start digging the sewers tomorrow, and I guarantee you’ll be satisfied.”
"Whatever you want." Xu Qingning didn't object. Anyway, he was free, and if it was done well, it would be more convenient to bathe the child.
When Zhao Futang heard that Zhao Jingyu wanted to put a bathtub in the house, he didn't object. Instead, he walked around outside the house with him, measuring the dimensions with a steel ruler.
Finally, the father and son decided to run the drainpipe to the drainage ditch outside the west wall. Although it was a bit of a project, they had no better solution.
The main problem is that the bathtub Zhao Jingyu bought is a bit too big. It's not difficult to lift water into it, but if you don't dig a drain, you have to scoop it out little by little, which would be too troublesome.
Yang Yuelan was a little worried, but she didn't want to tell her son. She privately told Zhao Futang, "Make the drain opening smaller, so that nothing can get in."
She felt that going to the company's public bathhouse was fine, and there was no need to have a bathtub in the room.
But since Xu Qingning was willing, she couldn't say anything.
“It’s just a bathtub drain, what are you worried about? We’ll have to install a filter later, what could get in?” Zhao Futang said, both amused and exasperated. “As long as they’re willing, we shouldn’t say anything. We’re just helping out by digging a sewer.”
Yang Yuelan remained silent.
The father and son were digging a sewer in the yard, neither of them mentioning Zhao Jingwen and Zhao Jingwu.
Xu Qingning originally thought that digging the sewer wouldn't take long, but who knew it would be such a big project. The sewer was dug very deep, estimated to be less than 1.5 meters deep. Zhao Futang said that it was too shallow and would freeze.
Zhao Jingyu even went out of his way to buy bricks and lay a layer of them in the corner of the wall before moving the bathtub he had bought inside.
Xu Qingning looked at it and was very satisfied. It could solve the bathing problem for both adults and children, and it could even be used as a swimming pool for children.
That's how Zhao Jingyu buys things: he either doesn't buy anything, or he buys big, good stuff.
It took the two of them a week to get the sewer pipe outside the wall. Yang Yuelan even went over to check it out and made sure that nothing could get in before she was relieved.
The bathtub was all installed, but Xu Qingning's belly still showed no signs of pregnancy. She was getting a little anxious and paced back and forth in the room.
Yang Yuelan comforted her, saying, "The time when a baby is born is predetermined. It will come out when it's time. There's no use in being anxious. Besides, it's not your due date yet; there are still five or six days to go!"
"Didn't you say that it's normal to be within half a month before or after the due date?" Xu Qingning was a little anxious these past two days. "What if I don't give birth by the due date? Do I have to wait another half a month?"
She is very heavy now, and it is difficult for her to even turn over.
Giving birth earlier means you'll feel more at ease sooner.
“I think it’s fine to delay for half a month.” Yang Yuelan had already finished crocheting the shawl and showed it to Xu Qingning. “You two go and have Director Chen check it again and see what he says.”
“Let’s go see her again tomorrow.” Xu Qingning folded the shawl and put it in her bag. Zhao Jingyu immediately agreed, “Okay, let’s go tomorrow.”
As soon as the two arrived at the clinic, Xu Qingning gave the shawl to Chen Qiaodi: "Director Chen, I think these three colors go very well together for you. I hope you won't mind."
"Oh, how could I dislike it? It looks so beautiful! You're so thoughtful." Chen Qiaodi readily accepted the shawl and draped it over He Jiying's shoulders. "How is it?"
This shawl is crocheted using the three primary colors, and it has a stylish design and beautiful colors.
The designer is thoughtful, and the crocheter is dedicated.
“She’s beautiful, just like an eighteen-year-old girl.” He Jiying nodded repeatedly, while Chen Qiaodi glanced at him and said, “Old-fashioned.”
Chen Qiaodi understood Xu Qingning's feelings and gave her a thorough examination: "Don't worry, it'll be soon, it should be in the next few days, probably not past the due date. If you feel anything, just go to the hospital. I have a meeting with their hospital the day after tomorrow, and I'll be having meetings there for the next week."
"Director Chen, if I move around more, will it help me get it started sooner?" Xu Qingning asked.
“Not necessarily. Actually, I could let you give birth today.” Chen Qiaodi said to Xu Qingning as if chatting casually, “But giving birth is a process of ripening and falling from the tree. You can only fall when the fruit is ripe. Since you don’t feel anything now, it’s best not to interfere. Go back and get some sleep, eat well, and conserve your energy. Once you have a child, you probably won’t be able to sleep well at all.”
"Thank you for the shawl, I really like it." Chen Qiaodi saw the two to the door and said with a smile, "I'll be waiting for you at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."
When the two returned home, Zhao Lianxiang and Yang Zhibin were sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) talking to Zhao Futang and Yang Yuelan. Zhao Lianxiang was very excited: "...Your Jingwen introduced a girl to Zhibin without telling me. I didn't even know. How can you do things like this?"
"Sister, he's been busy these past few days and hasn't had time." Yang Yuelan was very annoyed, but she didn't want to show it, so she said awkwardly, "I've been busy these past few days and haven't had time to ask about this. What do you and Zhibin mean by this?"
When Zhao Jingwen came a few days ago, he even got into a fight with Zhao Jingwu, so she didn't feel comfortable asking about Yang Zhibin and Wu Huihui.
Yang Yuexiang hasn't come these past two days, so she doesn't know either.
"Anyway, I disagree." Zhao Lianxiang answered decisively. "Although I have never met Wu Huihui, I know your sister. She had a fight with her daughter-in-law in the street over a little firewood. We dare not provoke such in-laws."
Everyone lived in villages around Jiaodong City, only a few miles apart.
Yang Yuexiang was very famous.
Of course, her two daughters-in-law were no pushovers either. They often caused trouble at the neighborhood committee over trivial matters, and everyone within a ten-mile radius knew about it.
"What does Zhibin think?" Zhao Futang asked Yang Zhibin, who was sitting silently on the edge of the kang. "You've met Wu Huihui, what do you think of her?"
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