The boy's hands, which used to hold a pen, are now covered with calluses and wrinkles, with many cracks. Due to long-term contact with cement, his hands are covered with the kind of grayish-white cement stain that cannot be washed off.
He gave an awkward laugh.
Seeing Huo Nanfeng's expression, Yang Qiaoqiao was thinking about how to ease the tension.
Then Huo Beixiao spoke in a serious voice: "You came all the way to the provincial capital to see your nephew and niece, but you didn't bring them any gifts."
Huo Nanfeng nodded quickly, "Yes, I brought it!"
After agreeing, he felt a little embarrassed to take it out.
Just now, when Luo Yingzi was putting longevity locks on the two children, he noticed that his nephew and niece were not only wearing the longevity locks that Luo Yingzi had bought, but also a pair of gold bracelets on their little wrists, and even a gold necklace around their necks.
Not to mention the little thing he prepared, even Luo Yingzi's longevity lock looked rather shabby in comparison to the wealth and luxury the two little ones were wearing.
Huo Beixiao frowned slightly. "If you brought it, take it out. What are you standing there for?"
He quickly took out the two pure silver longevity locks that he had bought with half a month's salary.
"I……"
“This longevity lock is so beautiful, Nanfeng, you have a good eye! Our sister and brother already have gold necklaces, gold bracelets, and gold longevity locks, they were just missing a silver one to complete the set of ‘a house full of gold and silver,’ and now you’ve made up for it.”
Huo Nanfeng was a little embarrassed and was about to say that he would buy better things for his nephew and niece when he earned more money in the future.
But before he could even speak, Yang Qiaoqiao happily put the two silver longevity locks he had bought on the wrists of the two children.
Huo Nanfeng could tell that Yang Qiaoqiao was sincere, and his heart immediately relaxed. His smile became less reserved. "Sister-in-law, I'm glad you like it."
Yang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Not only do I like it, but your nephew and niece like it too!"
The two little ones, who were just sleeping, opened their eyes and looked at Huo Nanfeng. They even opened their little mouths, though they didn't make a sound, but they seemed to agree with their mother.
Huo Nanfeng's heart softened at the sight.
After chatting for a while longer, Huo Nanfeng politely said goodbye.
Huo Beixiao stopped him and asked, "How do you feel about your current job?"
Huo Nanfeng paused for a moment, then said, "It's...it's pretty good."
After he finished speaking, as if afraid that Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao would think he wasn't sincere enough, he quickly added, "Now my salary can cover Dad's medical expenses and is enough for my brother and me to live on. I am very content and grateful to my older brother and sister-in-law for giving me this opportunity."
Huo Nanfeng looked up and met Huo Beixiao's deep eyes.
He couldn't decipher the emotions in his elder brother's eyes, and for a moment he felt uneasy.
He wondered if he had said something wrong that upset his older brother, and whether his brother was no longer planning to let him work at the cement factory.
He shouldn't have mentioned that he could afford his father's medical expenses.
Will the older brother think he's implying that he hasn't been filial to their father?
Actually, he didn't mean it that way at all. He knew that his father and mother had wronged his older brother's mother and his older brother.
It's understandable that the older brother hates Dad; he has absolutely no reason to be filial to him.
"Big brother..." He hesitated for a long time before finally mustering the courage to speak and explain.
"What do you think if I made you the workshop foreman of the ** workshop?"
But as soon as he opened his mouth, Huo Beixiao's cold and deep voice entered his ears.
He was slightly taken aback, somewhat unable to believe his ears. "Brother, you mean... you want me to be the workshop director of the ** workshop?"
Huo Beixiao nodded. "Zhu Dong said that when the factory had an accident before, you helped to calm the employees and stabilize morale."
Later, when the workshop was rebuilt, you also offered many constructive suggestions.
It's a waste of your talents to only be a regular factory worker.
Although Huo Nanfeng could hardly believe his ears, his heart pounded uncontrollably as he looked at Huo Beixiao's serious eyes.
"Big brother, can I really be the workshop foreman? Aren't you afraid of me...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Huo Beixiao looked him in the eyes and said seriously, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you'll use your status to cause trouble in my factory?"
Are you belittling my management skills, or are you implying that I can't use you?
"No, no," Huo Nanfeng waved his hands repeatedly.
He was just... narrow-minded.
Huo Beixiao waved his hand, "Alright, go back. Zhu Dong will arrange your work. You should also tell Huo Nanjin to study hard and make something of himself, instead of ending up like that old man who makes people look down on him."
Huo Nanfeng couldn't help but feel excited when he heard Huo Beixiao's words.
He knew that his older brother's ability to say these words to him meant that his older brother acknowledged their blood relation.
After Huo Nanfeng left, Yang Qiaoqiao reached out and took Huo Beixiao's hand, looking at the man with gentle eyes and said, "Brother Xiao, it's good that you've let go."
She knew better than anyone how painful it was to live with hatred on one's shoulders.
It's actually a good thing that Huo Beixiao is willing to accept the Huo brothers, Huo Nanfeng and Huo Nanjing.
Blood ties and family bonds are precious; it's not a bad thing to have more relatives in this world who care about each other.
If not forced to, who would willingly live a solitary life?
Huo Beixiao gently squeezed Yang Qiaoqiao's hand and kissed her forehead. "Wife, you rest a little longer. I'll watch over my daughter."
Yang Qiaoqiao: ...
She realized that Huo Beixiao's gaze never left his daughter, but he would only glance at his son as a favor.
Yang Qiaoqiao cleared her throat and said seriously to Huo Beixiao, "Huo Beixiao, I'm telling you this solemnly: you can spoil your daughter however you want, but you can't be too biased. Even if you can't treat them equally, you can't dislike your brother in front of him, understand?"
The problem is that the child is still young and doesn't understand what we're saying. But if he gets older and his father constantly criticizes him, it will definitely affect his personality.
Huo Beixiao nodded obediently, "Wife, don't worry, I know everything. They are all my own sons and daughters, born from the hard work of you, my wife. I love them all."
I just felt that boys didn't need to be raised so meticulously. But since you've lectured me, I'll definitely accept it and try my best to treat them equally from now on.
Yang Qiaoqiao was quite satisfied with his attitude.
Giving birth is indeed very energy-consuming. Although Lin Xiaohui has been slicing up the wild ginseng she gave her and stewing it in chicken soup for her to eat these past two days.
But she could still clearly feel the fatigue in her body.
With Lin Xiaohui and Huo Beixiao taking care of the child, and since the child refused to breastfeed, she could sleep peacefully.
When she woke up again, she was awakened by a series of cries.
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