Meanwhile, Wang Ya had already rented a house.
Since January of this year, construction has been carried out on the vacant land next to the dormitory behind the police station. Wang Ya couldn't sleep well at night, and Song Anmin helped her look for a house for more than a month before finally settling on one.
Located between the police station and Heping Lane, it's about the same size as the small courtyard Chen Zhou rented before, but the environment is better, and Wang Ya can afford it.
That day, Song Anmin helped Wang Ya pack up all her things in the dormitory and move to the new house.
Anyway, Wang Ya will only live here for a year and a half at most. Next year, when they get married, they will move to Heping Lane.
The house is fully furnished; all you need to buy are pots, pans, and utensils.
The two of them didn't finish cleaning until after 4 p.m.
The bed sheets and duvet covers in the bedroom were all put on, and Wang Ya leaned against the door, looking Song Anmin up and down.
She laughed, "Song Anmin, is your true form a snail?"
Song Anmin glanced back at her and said, "Speak like a human being."
Wang Ya scoffed, "I'm praising you for being diligent."
Song Anmin raised an eyebrow, straightened the blanket, stood up and looked at her, "Right? Don't you think I'm exceptionally outstanding and regret not meeting me sooner?"
Wang Ya smiled and said, "It is indeed late. I should have let you come to work earlier."
Song Anmin walked over, put his arm around Wang Ya's shoulder, and pinched her cheek. "Wang Ya, can't you have any shame?"
Wang Ya: "What face do you have? How come I don't know?"
Song Anmin glanced at her. "Officer Wang, let's think about what to eat tonight?"
Wang Ya blinked. "How about we cook here tonight? We have all the tools, and it's been so long since I've had your cooking."
The last time we ate there was at Song Jianmin's house. Song Anmin and Wang Ya went to visit Chen Zhou, and the two brothers made dinner for him.
Song Anmin chuckled, "I won't do it if there's no benefit to it."
Wang Ya grabbed his waist and said, "Song Anmin, do you have any shame?"
Song Anmin: "What you're saying, where's your shame?"
Wang Ya glared at him, then gave him a perfunctory kiss on the cheek. "Okay, hurry up and go cook, I'm starving."
Song Anmin touched his cheek, savoring the moment, and then stole a kiss.
Before she could explode, he took her hand and led her outside. "Stop, let's not talk about anything else for now. Let's think about what you want to eat tonight."
Wang Ya: "Spare ribs, I want to eat spare ribs."
Song Anmin learned from Xu Songyuan how to make Phoenix Pavilion's signature dish, steamed pork ribs, as well as stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers and hot and sour shredded potatoes.
Song Anmin cooked the meal, and Wang Ya conscientiously collected the dishes to wash them.
Song Anmin followed him into the kitchen.
Song Anmin ended up washing the last few bowls and plates.
It was past 7 p.m., and Wang Ya gave someone a look that they could leave.
Song Anmin remained seated and unmoved. "What's the rush? No one has lived here for so long. We need some human scent to boost your yang energy."
Wang Ya resisted the urge to kick him, saying, "I'm a police officer, I have plenty of yang energy!"
Song Anmin smiled and hugged Wang Ya tightly, saying, "I won't have class tomorrow."
"So what?" Wang Ya glanced at him sideways, then pinched Song Anmin's ears. "Don't even think about doing anything bad."
Song Anmin opened his eyes wide. "Officer Wang, you've misunderstood me. I didn't mean it that way. I was just worried you'd be scared."
Wang Ya: "Do I look like someone who's easy to fool?"
Song Anmin scrutinized her face, saying, "You're not easy to fool. You're the one who would trick a human trafficker into losing everything. Hey, why did you hit me? I was praising you."
Wang Ya leaned on Song Anmin's shoulder and closed her eyes. "If you don't want to go back tonight, you can sleep on the floor."
Song Anmin: "Are you deliberately trying to get me into the hospital tomorrow? Fine, if I catch a cold, I'll stay here and wait for you to take care of me."
Wang Ya wanted to sew Song Anmin's mouth shut manually, saying, "You deserve a beating."
The two of them bantered back and forth.
It was past eight o'clock, and Song Anmin still hadn't moved. Wang Ya nudged his shoulder, "Aren't you going back?"
Song Anmin: "Sit a while longer."
Wang Ya: "Then let me go first."
Song Anmin's hands were still firmly gripping Wang Ya's waist.
"Let's hug a little longer."
Wang Ya: "..."
Song Anmin stared at the ceiling. There was still more than a year before the wedding; he had a long wait ahead.
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Time flies especially fast after the start of spring.
March and April passed in the blink of an eye, and on May 28th, Chen Zhou went to the hospital to prepare for childbirth.
The entire Song family went. Chen Zhou had a small frame, but the baby was big, so the doctor recommended a cesarean section. Chen Zhou and Song Anmin had someone calculate the date and decided to give birth on May 30th.
Song Jianmin stood guard at the door from the moment Chen Zhou entered the operating room.
Song Xinfu glanced at the fifth brother, then nudged Xu Guiying, making her look at him.
Xu Guiying smiled. Since Lao Wu started dating Chen Zhou, he has now gotten married and is about to become a father. He has undergone a complete transformation.
More than two hours later, the nurse came out carrying the baby.
"Congratulations, it's a son."
Song Jianmin had learned how to hold a baby from Song Yun. When he held the tiny, soft bundle in his arms, Song Jianmin immediately burst into tears, crying out, "Mom! Come quick! Help me hold him!!!"
Xu Guiying quickly took the baby and comforted him.
Song Xinfu couldn't stand it anymore, "Fifth brother, didn't you already learn it all!"
The Song family members all laughed.
Before Song Jianmin could answer, he quickly asked the nurse, "Where's my wife?"
Chen Zhou was perfectly fine; the anesthesia hadn't worn off yet, and he was quickly wheeled out.
Until half an hour before Chen Zhou woke up, Song Jianmin didn't dare to hold his son. Little Song Mingzhou went from his grandmother's arms to his grandfather's arms, and then to his great-grandfather and great-grandmother's arms...
Even Song Anmin and Wang Ya couldn't resist giving him a hug.
Xu Guiying scolded the fifth son, "If you don't hold her now, when will you? What will you do when Chen Zhou is in confinement after childbirth?!"
After being scolded by his mother, Song Jianmin mustered up his courage and hugged her, then froze on the spot, too afraid to move.
"Yes, yes, that's it. Relax this hand a little."
After holding him for more than ten minutes, Song Jianmin finally got used to it and relaxed a little, having time to think about other things. He had thought he would have a girl, but it turned out to be a boy.
Song Jianmin stared at the sleeping baby.
He sighed.
So be it.
After glancing at the gauze on Chen Zhou's stomach, Song Jianmin felt a wave of fear and decided he would never have another child after this one.
The couple consulted fortune tellers last year, saying that if it was a daughter, they would name her Song Mingzheng, and if it was a son, they would name him Song Mingzhou.
The two of them kept hypnotizing themselves, calling the baby in their belly "Mingzheng".
Good heavens, the couple's dream was shattered.
When Chen Zhou opened his eyes and woke up, there were Grandma Song and Song Yun in the ward. Song Jianmin was in the next bed learning how to hold a baby better from Xu Guiying.
"She's awake, she's awake."
Song Jianmin rushed over, "How are you? Does it hurt?"
Chen Zhou's eyes lit up, "Son or daughter?"
Song Jianmin coughed lightly: "...Song Mingzhou."
Chen Zhou's eyes widened: "???"
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