After lunch, Sheng Yanchuan helped the tightly wrapped Nanqiao onto the bicycle. He was nervous all the way, afraid that Nanqiao would fall.
Sheng Yanchuan didn't feel relieved until Nanqiao sat steadily in the room.
Nanqiao walked to the recliner beside the bed and sat down. Sheng Yanchuan wrapped Nanqiao in a blanket and then stood up.
"You watch here while I go build a snowman, okay?"
"Okay, put on your gloves."
"Okay." Sheng Yanchuan checked up and down, and seeing that there was no place exposed outside the South Bridge, he put on his clothes and went to the yard.
There was already a lot of snow in the yard. Sheng Yanchuan first swept the snow under the big tree in the front yard, and then piled it up according to Nanqiao's request.
The snow was very thick, so Sheng Yanchuan made two snowman piles in the yard, one bigger and the other smaller. They stood side by side under a big tree, with black stones as eyes, branches as arms, and radishes as noses. Sheng Yanchuan also took two scarves, one black and one red, prepared by Nanqiao and wrapped them around the snowman. Only then did he look at his work with satisfaction.
Sheng Yanchuan stood at the door and shook off the snow on his body. He warmed his hands on the heater and when he felt no longer cold, he returned to the room in Nanqiao.
"Do you like it? The bigger one is me, and the smaller one is you." Sheng Yanchuan sat next to Nanqiao, hugged him with the blanket, and looked at the two snowmen outside the window.
"I like it, but won't someone say we're spendthrifts? Scarves and carrots."
"It's okay, no one is coming from home. Besides, we are willing, so we don't care what he says."
Nanqiao nodded. She just asked this question. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"I'll carry you to bed, and you can watch the drama in bed. I'll go back to the village to pick up Taohua and tell mom and dad the good news, okay?" Sheng Yanchuan asked Nanqiao's opinion. He didn't know if she wanted to tell her parents about her pregnancy at this time. After all, she had an unpleasant experience yesterday when she was delivering gifts because of her sister-in-law's pregnancy.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll wait for you at home. Come back early."
"Well, then you just stay at home and ignore anyone knocking on the door. It's too cold outside, so don't go out."
"Well, then you should dress properly and be careful on the road."
The two of them reminded each other, with concern and love in their eyes.
Nanqiao watched Sheng Yanchuan leave the house, then went back to bed and watched TV series on his tablet...
On the other side, Sheng Yanchuan rode his bike much faster without Nanqiao. He first went to the black market and then returned to the village.
Sheng Yanchuan patted the snowflakes falling on his shoulders, opened the curtain and pushed the door open to enter the house.
"Chuanzi is back, come in and warm up." Aunt Xiumei and Aunt Gaixian were chatting while sewing shoe soles in the house. When they heard some noise, they both looked towards the door.
Seeing that it was Sheng Yanchuan who came back, Aunt Xiumei put down the insole in her hand, took the broom and came over to sweep the snow off Sheng Yanchuan's body.
"Mom, aunt, you are all here."
"Taohua, go pack your things," Sheng Yanchuan greeted, and then said to Taohua who was sitting on the kang.
"Okay, second brother, I'll go right away." Taohua closed her homework book and returned to her room with a bunch of things.
"Wait a little longer and drink some hot water to warm yourself up. It's been so cold on the way here."
Sheng Yanchuan stood by the stove and warmed himself by the fire. Then he said, "Mom, I won't stay any longer. Qiaoqiao is home alone."
Listening to Sheng Yanchuan's words, Aunt Xiumei felt somewhat uncomfortable. What happened to being alone at home? Didn't she even have time to warm up? Aunt Xiumei thought to herself.
But even though she felt uncomfortable, Aunt Xiumei didn't show it on her face. After all, she had known for a long time that Nanqiao was a delicate person, so it didn't matter now. But even though she knew it, she still felt sorry for her son running non-stop in the cold weather.
"Mom, there is good news. Qiaoqiao is pregnant. We went to the hospital for a check-up this morning and she is more than two months pregnant."
"Oh, really! Then... then you have to take good care of her. I'll kill the old hen at home and send it to you tomorrow. I'll go see Qiao Qiao. Are you at home tomorrow?" Sheng Yanchuan's words were like a bomb exploding in Aunt Xiumei's heart. All the discomfort she had just felt was blown away. At this moment, her mind was filled with the fact that Nan Qiao was pregnant.
"Tomorrow afternoon, I'll take her to work to ask for leave in the morning. If there's nothing else to do during this time, she won't go to work."
"Yes, yes, yes, if we can avoid going, we won't go. The weather is cold and the roads are slippery." Aunt Xiumei was so happy that she was at a loss.
"Brother, I'm done packing." As she spoke, Taohua came back with her little book wrapped tightly on her back.
"Okay, let's go," Sheng Yanchuan said to Taohua, and while putting on his hat and scarf, he said to Aunt Xiumei, "Mom, let's go home."
"Okay, Mom will go to your place tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay, stay in the house and don't come out." Sheng Yanchuan and Aunt Gaixian also said hello and took Taohua to the town.
"Are you still worried now?" Seeing Sheng Yanchuan leave, Aunt Gaixian looked at Xiumei who was so happy that she didn't know what to do, and said jokingly:
"No need to worry. What is there to worry about? My second son's children are the most important. Let the eldest son worry about Huiping. We will give them what they deserve, and they will have to live the rest of their lives on their own."
"Look, you're still mad at me when I told you just now. Your eldest brother and his wife may not live a rich life, but you two old people helped them through this winter. With Junzi's ability, it should be no problem for him to feed and nourish the family."
"Hey, I'm just worried about Huiping, who is hopeless. Now that we've helped her, no matter how much Junzi earns in the future, he won't be able to handle her troubles." Aunt Xiumei became worried when she talked about this. She sighed and sat back on the bed. Both of them are sons, and the baby she is pregnant with is also their child. They can't just let the old lady starve to that state.
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