Chapter 502 No X-ray Eyes Again
He An understood immediately that this seven things were things for adults.
She looked outside the yard, and her heart, which had been cooped up at home for the whole morning, could not help but say, "Grandma, let's go play."
Mother Wen looked down at her and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"School!"
She said happily, "My mom said I will go to school next year, and I want to go see what the school looks like first."
This is possible.
However, when taking someone away, you need to say hello to the parents.
When I told the old man about it, he was very happy.
"Take her away. I have no time to take care of her now."
This is the truth. I have to help Yi Chichi with work and I really don’t have time to take care of the children.
So, Wen's mother took He An away happily.
He also had two apples in his pocket, one in Wen's mother's pocket, and the other in He An's little hand, which he was eating as he walked.
As soon as the person left, the old man asked a heart-wrenching question.
"Why didn't you go into medicine?"
"It will kill people."
Commonly known as no talent.
The old man was silent for a moment, "I shouldn't have let Xinxin study medicine with me."
I'm so tired and I'm not home all day long.
My mind and eyes are full of patients, and I am so busy that I have no time to take care of my family.
I found a grandson-in-law, but he is even busier and disappears every now and then.
They are said to be a family of four, but in fact they are left-behind elderly people and children.
"She and Xiao He are both unfit parents."
"That's because you have their back."
Yi Chichi said something fair, "Besides, are you really willing to let Zhang Xin quit her job as a doctor and go home to take care of the baby?"
"That's impossible. The teacher said women hold up half the sky. She has medical skills and has studied for so many years. How can she quit her job and go home to take care of the kids? It's a good thing for us old bones to enjoy not having to work."
Yi Chichi, “…”
The old man had already said it, what else could she say?
The old man didn't need her to respond, and changed the subject, "Do your grandfather and the others know that you are pregnant?"
"Know!"
After confirming that she was pregnant, she called Beijing. Qin Jiu also said that he would come to the island to see her during the winter vacation.
Grandpa can't come because he has returned to his job and is often so busy that he can't even go home.
Mr. Song and his men couldn't come either, but they still sent a lot of things to her.
Thinking of this, she began to worry, "If nothing unexpected happens, their packages will arrive again at the beginning of next month."
"Why, someone sent you a package?"
"Too much malted milk powder."
These things have a shelf life and are not suitable as gifts. It’s not that she is stingy, but things that are too expensive are a burden to the recipient.
It’s a headache to return the favor.
"How about I bring you two cans of milk powder?"
"Don't!"
The old man waved his hand in fear and refused, "It's hard to return the gift. I'm not that shameless to drink for free, but..."
"What?"
The old man looked around and saw that no one was nearby, so he lowered his voice and said softly, "If you really can't finish it, you can ask Xiaoxin to take it to the hospital, pregnant woman, understand?"
Not every mother has enough milk, and there are many cases where the baby cries out of hunger and the mother has to feed the baby with malted milk or rice soup.
Milk powder is difficult to get. The production is low, the price is high, and you need a ticket.
The supply and marketing cooperatives had no milk powder for sale, and the department stores had to be notified in advance by someone inside before they could stock the shelves. Otherwise, by the time they received the news and rushed there, it would have already been sold out.
Therefore, no matter how much milk powder is brought to the hospital, it can be consumed.
Yi Chichi understood what the old man meant and thought it was feasible.
After all, ever since she became pregnant, her grandparents have been worried that she wouldn't get enough nutrition, so they've been collecting foreign exchange coupons everywhere to buy her milk powder, chocolate, canned meat, etc. and sent them to her.
The amount left at home is really considerable.
It's a good thing to be able to spend some of it.
That’s right—
"Will it cause trouble for Zhang Xin?"
"What trouble? You don't know how pitiful those mothers and children are who have no milk."
The old man had worked in a hospital before and knew what was going on in the obstetrics and gynecology department. "Let Xiaoxin take your milk powder. It's to save the baby's life."
"Then wait for Zhang Xin to come back and ask her to come home."
"Don't worry, I'll ask her to contact someone when she comes back."
The old man was very experienced and had considered every aspect to reduce trouble. She didn't need to worry about anything at all. Zhang Xin just needed to follow the steps.
In just a few days, her milk powder and malted milk were almost used up.
When Wen Shi saw this, the boss was unhappy and asked, "What are you going to eat if you sell everything?"
Yi Chi Chi looked at the three cans of milk powder and six cans of malted milk in the cabinet. After a long silence, he said helplessly, "There are still so many left. Besides, grandpa and the others' packages will be arriving soon."
Wen Shi's attention was instantly diverted, "Did you send anything to Grandpa and the others?"
"Yes."
“When was it sent?”
"After Mom dried the abalone, she went to the post office and mailed eight packages."
"Why don't I know?"
"You go to work."
Wen's mother was very capable. She went to the logistics department to borrow a small cart, and after breakfast, she returned the cart full of packages, and asked the logistics soldiers to help send the packages out.
There are too many of them. It’s troublesome to go through the post office and fill out a bunch of forms. It’s more convenient to go directly through the logistics department.
The logistics department receives and sends parcels once a month, and directly communicating with the post office saves a lot of trouble.
There was no such benefit before, it only started in the past two years.
It is said to be to prevent leaks.
He uttered an "oh," picked up the book, and began teaching the child as usual. When he had almost finished reading the book, he suddenly had an idea and said, "Wife, don't you think it's time for me to teach the baby math?"
“…You can try.”
"Then give it a try!"
Wen Shi, who was extremely serious about prenatal education, was a practical man. Since he had decided to give it a try, he got out of bed, took paper and pen, and began to teach the baby to learn 1+1 and the like.
The teacher was very serious and even broke it apart and crushed it to explain to the child why 1+1 equals 2, not 3.
Not only that, he also wrote it on a piece of paper and stuck it on Yi Chichi's belly so that the baby could see it clearly.
She looked like an idiot, prompting Yi Chichi to complain, "The kid doesn't have X-ray vision, how could he possibly see the questions you wrote through his belly?"
"It doesn't matter if you can't see now. We'll educate the baby more and he'll be able to see after he's born."
The person the silly father leaned over had a strong interest in teaching his child mathematics, but he couldn't stand the child's rebellion of punching and kicking in Yi Chichi's belly because he was getting annoyed.
She exercised too much and held her stomach in pain, groaning, "Stop talking, the kid doesn't want to continue listening to the questions, just sing."
Wen Shi looked at her belly that was rising and falling violently, his face pale. "Baby, be good. Daddy won't teach you anymore. I'll sing for you. Isn't singing enough? Stop tormenting mommy. Be good."
Before he finished speaking, he hummed an unknown tune.
A low and gentle tune flows slowly in the bedroom. It sounds pretty nice.
Yi Chichi's ears perked up, and the baby stopped rebelling. The intense exercise turned into a slow one, and then to quietness.
His belly was no longer bulging, and he felt relieved. He kept singing the little tune, but he was laughing in his heart. The baby liked to listen to him singing. She was indeed his caring little cotton-padded jacket.
I just love dad!
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