On the way to Chenghu Renjia, Shen Xingzhi received a message from Rong Yan every few minutes, as if she were being tracked by a GPS locator.
"Rongyan, don't worry, it's all main roads now, the ride is quite smooth, it'll only take about twenty minutes." Shen Xingzhi couldn't stand it anymore after the last time, how come Rongyan was more nervous than she was about to get pregnant.
Besides being concerned about Shen Xingzhi's safety on the road, Rong Yan specifically looked up which dishes were good for pregnant women when ordering food, something she had never done when she was pregnant herself.
Yu Wenhao laughed: "Rong Yan, it feels like you're the one who's pregnant, not Xingzhi."
"Am I too nervous?" Rong Yan realized that she was a little tense.
"Yes, I'm very nervous," Fu Jingsheng replied. "Were you like this when you were pregnant?"
Fu Jingsheng had never seen a woman go through the process of pregnancy and childbirth, and he did not know the hardships of pregnancy.
Rong Yan raised her head slightly: "No, I did everything when I was pregnant, doing laundry, cooking, and working. I didn't miss a thing."
"Why are you so nervous when you get to Shen Xingzhi?" Yu Wenhao asked, puzzled.
"It's probably because no one cared when I was pregnant that I understand that helplessness, so I wanted to give Xingzhi so much love." This was the best reason Rong Yan could think of.
Fu Jingsheng felt a sharp pain in his heart after hearing this.
He put his arm around his wife's shoulder and pulled her closer to him, saying, "I'm sorry."
"What's there to apologize for? All four children were born safely. However, Xingzhi is now under special protection," Rong Yan said casually.
Rong Yan stood outside the restaurant waiting for her best friend.
Seeing Shen Xingzhi come down, she went up and took her best friend's hand.
“Rongyan, I can walk by myself. Oh dear, you’ve made me nervous,” Shen Xingzhi said.
Rong Yan immediately let go: "Let me adjust myself, then you can go by yourself."
Shen Xingzhi likes to put some chili peppers in her dishes, but after all the dishes were served, she found that each dish was very bland, almost like it was boiled.
"I'll eat Mapo Tofu, Maoxuewang, Cumin Potatoes, and Stir-fried Pork with Chili..." Shen Xingzhi looked at the dishes in front of her and lost all appetite.
The lunch in the cafeteria was also light. She wanted to eat with everyone, but Rong Yan cooked a special meal for her, and the recipes were all from the book.
"It is indeed a bit bland. Okay, I'll add something with a stronger flavor for you, but you can only choose one of these," Rong Yan said.
Shen Xingzhi thought about it and finally chose Maoxuewang because she felt that Maoxuewang had a large portion.
"Rong Yan, I want to protest! I want to protest against you!" Shen Xingzhi said when she saw the mini portion of Maoxuewang that was served. "Who serves so little food? Even pickled vegetables are more than this."
"Just enough to satisfy my craving."
"This damn sweet burden." Knowing that Rong Yan was doing it for his own good, he decided to listen to her in front of her and secretly eat some of his favorite food when he got home that night.
Yu Wenhao followed Shen Xingzhi's example and ate prenatal meals, and his tastes became increasingly bland. He finished off all the dishes that Shen Xingzhi couldn't finish, so he actually got used to the bland flavors.
Fu Jingsheng also didn't like these dishes: "Wife, I want to eat spicy shrimp."
Rong Yan squeezed her husband's arm: "Next time, let's eat like this today."
He Weigang wanted to agree with the boss, but upon hearing the boss's wife's words, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
After finishing their meal, the group went home.
Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan went to a private cinema.
It had been less than a month since his last visit, but Fu Jingsheng felt like it had been a long time.
They booked their usual private room.
This time, we're showing a science fiction film.
Rong Yan lay half-reclined, her head resting on her husband's shoulder, her hand held in Fu Jingsheng's palm.
"Fu Jingsheng, I miss Xiao Lei and the others." Rong Yan had only watched half an hour of the movie when she realized she couldn't watch any more.
My heart has long been with the children.
"Me too." Fu Jingsheng missed the children after finishing his meal, but he was too embarrassed to say it.
“Spending time together becomes a habit. These days, I see them almost every day when I get home from work. Suddenly not seeing them leaves me feeling empty.” Rong Yan sat up. “Let’s go back and ask Mom where she is. It’s already eight o’clock.”
"Hmm." The two left the private room before the movie was over.
Rong Yan called her mother-in-law, and the sound of children laughing came from the other end of the line.
Han Yue said, "Rong Yan, we're still outside. We'll probably get home around nine o'clock."
Rong Yan hung up the phone, feeling a little disappointed: "Xiao Lei and the others don't seem to miss us; they're having a great time."
"Mom said we'll be back at nine, so let's just walk around a bit. I'm thinking of getting passion fruit tea, maybe we should go buy a cup?" Fu Jingsheng wanted to wait until the children went back before heading home.
“Okay.” Rong Yan raised her hand in agreement.
The two strolled along, sipping their drinks, glancing at their watches every now and then. Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, they said in unison, "Let's go home."
Lanshan Garden.
When Rong Yan and the others arrived home, they left the door open.
Soon after, the sound of children talking and laughing could be heard.
"Grandma, come in and play for a while longer."
"Grandpa Deng, my dad has some good tea, come and have some."
"Grandma, I want you to pick me up again tomorrow."
...
When Rong Yan heard that her mother-in-law would be picking up the children tomorrow, her expression darkened.
It's only been a day, and I've already forgotten about my mother.
Seeing the door open, Han Yue called out from outside, "Rong Yan, we're back."
Several people entered the house with smiles on their faces.
"Mom, Uncle," Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng called out together.
"What's wrong? Why are you so happy?" the woman couldn't help but ask.
As Fu Yunting spoke, he gestured with his hands, his eyes filled with admiration for Old Deng.
It turns out that Grandma and Lao Deng also want to participate in the school activities.
No wonder the children are so happy.
When Fu Jingsheng heard that Old Deng was performing acrobatics, he looked worried and said, "Uncle Deng, don't listen to their nonsense. Just sing a song instead."
Fu Jingsheng thought that Lao Deng was only performing acrobatics to make the children happy.
Unexpectedly, Lao Deng said nonchalantly, "It was my own request. Singing and dancing are so boring. I'm in great health, and I just performed for them. Don't let my age fool you, I'm still as fit as I used to be."
"Yes, Dad, Grandpa Deng is amazing. He can even walk upside down on his hands."
"And that backflip, Grandpa Deng, don't forget to teach me."
"Dad, we're going to learn acrobatics from Grandpa Deng this weekend."
...
Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng exchanged glances. The children were getting closer and closer to Old Deng, and they were afraid that the children would say they wanted to go live with their grandmother.
"Grandpa Deng is very busy, he has to teach classes. You troublemakers, stay home and behave yourselves."
"I'm not busy. As long as Xiao Lei and the others need me, I'm not busy," Lao Deng said.
"Mom, did you hear that? I want to learn a backflip."
"I want to learn the art of bone shrinking."
"What? Shrinking bone technique?" Rong Yan broke out in a cold sweat.
Han Yue explained the situation and assured Rong Yan and the others that they would take good care of the children.
Since everyone insisted, Rong Yan couldn't object, so she could only tell the children to be obedient with their grandparents.
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