Mingxuan Hotel Central Branch is located in the city center of L, and has both Chinese and Western styles.
Perhaps because there is a skilled Chinese chef in her family, Zhu Qianying prefers Chinese food to the Western food that many young people are currently fond of.
As for Yan Shao, when he was in his twenties, he was quite fond of French cuisine. However, since he met Zhu Qianying, his tastes have gradually become more like hers. Now, he likes almost everything that Zhu Qianying and Zizai like.
The central hall of Mingxuan Center Store is laid out in a classic style with pavilions and towers.
The private room that Shao Shan reserved for them today is called Lotus Pavilion. As its name suggests, there is a lotus pond outside the quaint and unique pavilion. The lotus season has already passed, and a gentle breeze carries the fragrance of lotus leaves.
Zizai leaned against the window railing, peering out at the water.
"Daddy, Mommy, come quick! There are so many fish over there!" the little guy shouted, pointing to a few lotus leaves not far away.
Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao then came over and looked in the direction he was pointing. They saw a large group of crucian carp swaying and swimming among the lotus leaves.
"Honey, let's go fishing on Sunday!"
The lake in the Yan family garden is several times larger than the lotus pond here, and there are quite a few fish in it.
"Great! Let's grill fish in the cabin tonight!"
The little guy tilted his head up and responded to Yan Shao with great interest.
Yan Shao patted his firm buttocks, and together with Zhu Qianying, they leaned against the window railing. The pond was rippling with blue waves, and the emerald green lotus leaves swayed in the autumn wind, making a "whoosh whoosh" sound.
Zhu Qianying rested her chin on her hand, turned her head to the side, and stared blankly at her son who was chattering incessantly.
During the summer vacation, Zizai returned to Beijing and stayed for nearly a month, including twenty days spent in a military camp.
The five-year-old child thrived in the military camp, never uttering a single complaint despite the hardships.
Yan Ting personally escorted the boy back to L City, praising him repeatedly as a promising talent capable of great things.
Of course, he also kept his promise to Zhu Qianying and didn't say a word to the little guy about what the future would hold.
After twenty days of training in the military camp, Zizai's once fair and tender skin turned into a healthy wheat-colored complexion, making him look more and more like his father.
My body, which had gained some weight before, has become much more muscular now, and I even seem to have grown taller.
Now, he no longer walks with the bouncy, skipping gait of before, but rather with his head held high, looking very spirited and handsome.
If he used to only have a hint of manliness in his thinking, now he exudes the aura and presence of a little man from the inside out.
Even Madam Yan, who had always opposed his return to the capital, felt that her grandson had changed after a summer vacation. When she first saw Zizai, she said to Yan Bo, "Old Yan, the style of your Yan family is indeed passed down from generation to generation!"
Of course, most of these changes in Vic Zhou are shown to outsiders.
In front of his family, he is still the same mischievous, spoiled little kid.
During the meal, Yan Shao suggested that we look at baby products after we finished eating.
"Let's wait a bit, we don't know yet if it's a boy or a girl."
Logically speaking, after four months of pregnancy, it would be possible to find out the baby's gender. However, both Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao felt that it was best to let nature take its course and there was no need to deliberately try to find out.
Although everyone refers to a baby as a "little sister" or "little girl," everyone knows in their hearts that they will love him/her the same, whether it's a boy or a girl.
"It's alright, men and women use it the same way, don't they?"
After Yan Shao mentioned it, Zizai was also encouraged. Finally, with Yan Shao and Zizai's insistence, the family of five finished a delicious dinner at Mingxuan and then walked directly to the shopping mall across the street to look at baby products.
Zizai is particularly interested in all kinds of pink toys and little clothes. He has always firmly believed that the baby in his mother's belly is a little sister.
"Mommy, this bell is so interesting! I want to buy it for my little sister!"
The little one had his eye on a ceramic animal bell that hangs on the crib, and I must say, it really is quite cute.
"Okay, go and talk to your sister yourself."
After his trip to the capital, the little guy not only became physically stronger, but also became very shrewd about money after returning.
He stacked all those red envelopes together, and the card he now uses to pay is the pocket money his great-grandfather gave him.
Zhu Qianying never said anything about the Yan family's advanced education.
After all, she understood that since Zizai was born into this family, he would inevitably receive more and earlier than others.
Fortunately, the amount of pocket money given to Zizai by Grandpa Yan, Mr. and Mrs. Yan, and other elders was not too frightening. It was probably five figures a month when the pocket money of the elders was added together.
Of course, this is a large sum for an ordinary family, but for a family like the Yan family, it's really just pocket money.
Zhu Qianying originally just wanted to accommodate her husband and son and casually stroll around.
Little did they know that after browsing the baby section, the four of them—Mr. and Mrs. Yan, and their son Yan—picked up a huge pile of items. The manager followed them attentively, saying that a special car would be sent to deliver the items to the Yan family in a while.
As soon as he learned that Zhu Qianying was pregnant, Yan Shao had people turn the room next to Zizai into a nursery, although it didn't have any facilities yet.
That day, while shopping around, I bought a whole bunch of things like cribs, strollers, pillows, and clothes, which I piled up in the nursery.
Zhu Qianying and Madam Yan spent several days tidying up before they finally finished, just waiting for the baby's arrival.
When Zizai started school, the principal suggested that he take a test. Now, Zizai has skipped a grade and is in the third grade.
However, he was taller and more robust than children his age, so he didn't look out of place among the older kids.
That day, after he came home from school, he suddenly said to Zhu Qianying, "Mommy, a new student transferred to our class today!"
Zhu Qianying's heart skipped a beat. Ever since the incident with Xiao Hai a few months ago, Zhu Qianying had developed a psychological aversion to the word "transferring schools."
"oh……"
Not knowing how to respond to her son, Zhu Qianying could only give a perfunctory reply.
Zizai didn't want his mother to respond; he just wanted to tell Zhu Qianying that the classmate looked a lot like an old friend he knew.
"Mommy, that girl who transferred to our school looks a lot like Bai Xiaolu!"
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