Wang Qiuju later learned about what happened at the brigade headquarters.
She touched her belly with a hint of disappointment and sighed softly.
Although her mother-in-law never pressured the young couple about having children, Wang Qiuju always felt a little sorry for her husband and mother-in-law.
After all, her mother-in-law and husband were such good people; they even promised that after the children were born, one of them could take the Wang family name.
But she was disappointing; she had been married for over a year and still wasn't pregnant. Instead, she caused trouble for her mother-in-law, who couldn't even win an argument with her.
The family members each had their own ideas, and as a result, they weren't in a good mood for dinner.
After finishing their meal, everyone went inside early.
When the night was deep and quiet, the window clicked open; it was Little Vermilion Bird returning.
Fang Qiao agreed to give it extra food that evening, then put on her clothes and got out of bed.
Cheng Baidong wanted to get up to help, but Fang Qiao pressed him back down on the bed: "Keep an eye on the children. An'an doesn't sleep well, and the two little ones can roll over now. If no one is watching them, they might roll off the bed while they're sleeping."
Cheng Baidong had no choice but to lie back down: "Okay, come back early when you're done. Just feed it whatever you want, but don't spoil it too much, or you'll just tire yourself out!"
"knew."
Fang Qiao responded and opened the door to come out of the house.
The little Vermilion Bird immediately flew happily to her shoulder and called out, "Sister Xiao Qiao."
Fang Qiao wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that after she closed the door, there was a loud 'bang' in the room to the east of the main hall.
So Fang Qiao shushed him, signaling the little Vermilion Bird to be quiet.
It was so quiet at night, and the ordinary brick house had poor sound insulation, so Fang Qiao accidentally overheard Xiao Qiang and his wife whispering intimately while they were making a baby.
Fang Qiao: "..."
My apologies, I've disturbed you.
She hurriedly carried the little Vermilion Bird to the kitchen.
Little Zhuque, oblivious to the situation, asked, "Sister Qiao, are your relatives fighting inside? Why do they keep saying 'be gentle, be gentle'?"
"..." I forgot that this guy also has exceptional hearing.
Fang Qiao blushed and said, "Don't listen to what's improper. Children shouldn't pry into adults' affairs."
"I am a cub, not a child!" Little Vermilion Bird declared emphatically.
"Don't ask too many questions about the cubs."
"But..." it was curious.
"No buts! If you refuse again, I won't give you any extra food."
The word "extra meal" successfully choked Little Vermilion Bird.
Upon hearing Fang Qiao's words, it immediately fell silent.
Curiosity is less important than food.
In the afternoon, Cheng Baidong caught some small fish and shrimp. The family ate the shrimp that evening, and the few small fish left over were a good treat for Little Zhuque.
While cooking, Fang Qiao asked Xiao Zhuque, "Where did you go to play this afternoon?"
The little red sparrow perched on Fang Qiao's shoulder and obediently replied, "We didn't go far. We just wandered around Wolong Lake in the east. There are many migratory birds migrating south there. Their feathers are so beautiful, but they're a bit silly. They wouldn't respond when I tried to communicate with them telepathically."
Fang Qiao chuckled: "You're a divine bird, while they're just ordinary birds that haven't even developed any intelligence. They can't understand what you're saying, so how can they listen to you? Compared to you, of course they're stupid."
Little Vermilion Bird: "That's true."
Fang Qiao cooked a pot of fresh fish soup.
Unlike the city, the countryside doesn't have everything for sale.
With limited ingredients, Fang Qiao only added some soaked kelp.
Fortunately, she was a good cook, and Little Zhuque, who had been playing outside for a day and a night, was so hungry that she didn't care about being picky and ate it all.
Fang Qiao washed the dishes, put the used items back in their place, and made sure the fire under the stove was completely extinguished before leaving the kitchen and closing the door.
Little Zhuque yawned, perched on her shoulder, and followed her back into the house.
I slept well all night.
Early in the morning, An'an woke up, lay on her waist, reached out and scratched her ears and mouth, and kept calling out, "Mommy, Mommy."
Fang Qiao couldn't fall asleep because of her nagging. Resigned, she opened her sleepy eyes and asked in a drowsy voice, "What does An'an want from Mommy?"
An'an took Fang Qiao's hand and pointed to the little Vermilion Bird curled up at the foot of the bed, "Niao Niao, Niao Niao, go back."
"Did you say Niao Niao is back?"
An'an nodded: "Niao Niao, come back."
"Okay, Mommy knows. Is there anything else? If not, can you stay and sleep with Mommy a little longer?" Fang Qiao glanced at the sky outside; it was just getting light. An'an had woken up way too early.
She tried to hold An'an down to make her lie down, but An'an refused and pointed at the little red bird, saying, "Niao Niao plays."
Fang Qiao yawned and coaxed her, "Niao Niao hasn't woken up yet. You can play after she wakes up. An An, be good and sleep a little longer with Mommy."
"Okay." An'an was helplessly pulled into her mother's arms and made to lie down.
Fang Qiao then slept for another hour, completely satisfied.
When she woke up again, An'an and Cheng Baidong were no longer in the room; he had probably taken his daughter out to play.
Little Vermilion Bird is not here either.
Only his two chubby sons were still fast asleep.
Fang Qiao got up, changed her clothes, washed her face, and brushed her teeth.
There was still hardly anyone at home early in the morning. After Fang Qiao washed her face and brushed her teeth, Cheng Baidong returned with An'an, followed by Tian Tian and a little Zhuque flying in the sky.
The two sisters were barefoot, and I don't know where they went to play. Their feet and calves were covered with clumps of fine sand.
The little red pheasant's feathers were also covered in sand.
"Where did you go? Why are your feet covered in water?" Fang Qiao quickly fetched a basin of water and called them over to wash their feet. "Come and wash them, dry your feet and put your shoes on. Don't run around barefoot. There might be a piece of glass on the road, and you might accidentally cut your foot and bleed."
Cheng Baidong explained, "A row of new houses is going to be built over the cowshed. Half a truckload of sand was dumped there, and many children were playing barefoot."
Sweetie raised her hand excitedly and said to Fang Qiao, "Auntie, look! I picked up several seashells in the sand! Aren't they pretty?"
Fang Qiao glanced at it and nodded: "It looks good."
"Then I'll give it to you!" Sweetie said, "Sister Xiaohua said that seashells can be made into sparkly necklaces, so Auntie can make seashell necklaces to wear around her neck in the future! They'll definitely look really pretty!"
Children's sentiments are the most precious.
Fang Qiao happily accepted it: "Okay, thank you, Tian Tian, Auntie likes it very much."
An'an also held up a small stone in her hand and, imitating Tian Tian's manner, handed it to her, saying, "Mom! Mom!"
She is still very young and doesn't understand the meaning of the gift; she is simply imitating her older sister.
Fang Qiao smiled and accepted it, saying, "Mom thanks An'an too."
An'an nestled contentedly into her arms.
After breakfast, Tian Tian's friends from the village came to visit her, and the two children went out together. An An was too young to go with them.
Who would have thought that less than half an hour after Sweetie went out, something bad happened!
"Bai Dong's wife, come with me quickly! Something's happened to Tian Tian! Her grandmother has come to the village to snatch the child!"
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