Song Xin stayed in the hospital for three or four days and was then discharged.
These days, Song Wei was occasionally in the hospital, and the rest of the time he was running around the port and shipyard with Qian Jing. Ling Ju also wanted to go, but taking care of Song Xin was more important, so she decided to wait for Song Wei to confirm it before asking.
If necessary, Song Wei would also ask her.
With her "help", Song Xin recovered very quickly, and the speed at which his wounds healed surprised the doctors. It would have been a pity if he had not joined the army with such physical fitness.
After being discharged from the hospital, according to the military procedures, Song Xin returned to Beijing with the guards who stayed behind, and Ling Ju and Shen Chun could not go with him.
On the day Song Xin got on the train, she held Chen Chun and rubbed against him like a puppy, and looked at him reluctantly for a long time. Finally, Chen Chun got tired of her dawdling and quickly pushed her onto the train.
"Go quickly, the car will leave soon. Remember what Mom told you, everything has its priority, take care of yourself."
"Got it! Mom, sister-in-law, brother, aunt and uncle, I'm leaving now. I'll call home when I get back."
"Go ahead."
Song Xin turned and entered the carriage, and the few of them left the platform and went to Qian's house.
The car stopped in the center of Shanghai, and buildings with European style came into view.
Ling Ju was a little surprised that the Qian family actually lived in such a place where every inch of land was worth a lot of money.
The houses here will be priceless in the future! The Qian family is so rich.
The car entered a yard, and as soon as the fence gate was opened, a teenager ran out of the house.
It’s Qian Yue.
When he saw the newcomers, he quickly greeted them, "Aunt, cousin, and second cousin's wife, you're finally here!"
"Qian Yue, you've grown taller!"
Qian Yue scratched his head, "Really, cousin?"
"yes."
"Come in quickly!"
The little guy greeted the guests like a little adult.
He always wanted to go to the hospital during the days that Song Xin was hospitalized, but Song Zhiwei didn't let him go, saying that he was too noisy and affected Song Xin's rest. The young boy felt a little uncomfortable, but when he thought about his little cousin recovering as soon as possible, he felt it was nothing.
The Qian family's house has a top-notch location and transportation. The yard is much larger than the Song family's front yard. When Ling Ju thought about this location thirty years later, he couldn't help but sigh that some people were born in Rome.
Song Wei and Qian Jing were busy, discussing things in the study, occasionally calling Chen Chun in. Song Zhiwei knew nothing about business. She was a female soldier who had always worked in a unit in Shanghai, so she was chatting with Ling Ju outside.
Although she was the one chatting, Qian Yue actually talked more with Ling Ju.
Ling Ju had been busy taking care of Song Xin these days and hadn't paid much attention to Song Zhiwei. Suddenly, she realized that Song Zhiwei looked very energetic, and that thing on his abdomen???
Ling Ju's eyes widened. Song Zhiwei, what's this? Is she pregnant?
"Auntie, are you pregnant?"
Song Zhiwei was surprised! "How did you figure that out?"
"Are you really pregnant? I was just guessing! I saw that you looked good. Isn't it generally said that women look good in the early stages of pregnancy? Also, I saw that my uncle was very cautious these past few days, so I wondered if he was pregnant!"
Song Zhiwei finally nodded, a little shy. "I didn't expect that I'd be pregnant at over 40. I went to the hospital for a checkup, and I was worried that my physical condition wouldn't be able to keep up. But the doctor said I'm in excellent health and there's no problem giving birth. I think it has something to do with the food you feed me. Even your uncle said that my skin is smoother than before, and there aren't even any fine lines around my eyes anymore."
It was a bit embarrassing to say these things to his nephew's wife, but seeing Ling Ju's serious expression, Song Zhiwei felt that he was being petty.
"Aunt, that's great! While the plan isn't too strict yet, have a baby if you can. You and uncle are still young, and Qian Yue is grown up and sensible."
Qian Yue nodded, "Yes, Mom, don't worry, I can take care of myself. I will help you take care of my sister when she is born!"
“Little guy!”
Song Zhiwei chuckled.
"Auntie, how many months has it been?"
"Two months. I was thinking of waiting three months before telling my family, but I didn't expect you to find out."
There is a general rule that you should not tell your mother if she is not pregnant for more than three months, otherwise the baby may die.
Ling Ju doesn't believe these things, but she respects other people's ideas.
"Auntie, are you having morning sickness this time?"
"No, I didn't vomit when I was pregnant with Qian Yue. My mother-in-law has an old method for treating morning sickness, and she prepared it in advance in case I vomited and needed to use it, but in the end, she didn't give her the chance."
"It's a good thing it wasn't used. It saved me from suffering."
Song Zhiwei nodded. Meanwhile, Chen Chun and the other two emerged from Qian Jing's study. They were chatting and laughing. It looked like the conversation was going well.
"Juzi, I heard from my sister-in-law that you opened a restaurant?"
"Yes, uncle, it just opened not long ago!"
Qian Jing gave him a thumbs up and said, "Great! Keep up the good work! If you succeed, your uncle will invest in you and you can open a chain of stores!"
Ling Ju exclaimed, "Then I have to work hard and try to open a store in Shanghai! Oh, I was just saying that I made it in time this time. I didn't bring it to you and aunt, otherwise I would have let you try it too!"
"It's okay, it's okay. It's almost the Winter Solstice. After the Winter Solstice it will be New Year's Day. This year on New Year's Day our family of three will go back to Beijing, and we'll be able to taste it then."
"Okay! Qian Yue, I'll give you a task. Before you go back, tell your second cousin's wife everything you want to eat, and she'll satisfy you!"
Qian Yue jumped up from the sofa, "Yeah! Second cousin, you're so nice! I want to eat roast duck! I want to eat mutton hot pot! I also want to eat the stew made by Aunt Tian! Oh my God, there is no stew in Shanghai. Auntie at home can't make it at all. She only adds sugar when she cooks!"
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