Bi Yue was holding a bowl of red bean porridge with rock sugar, eating while listening, and occasionally she would say "hmm", which was considered a response.
Chu Yifeng watched Bi Yue eat, swallowed his saliva and continued to talk, pointing to the notebook with his pen and said:
"A good construction worker can save a lot of construction time. This is actually very important. You have to take the search for talent seriously. Go to the survey institute tomorrow and ask Lao Zhou about it. I will also give him a heads-up in advance."
"Hmm." Bi Yue rubbed her lips with her finger. The sticky, sweet red bean porridge made her feel very happy. She put down the empty bowl and looked at Chu Yifeng: "Anything else?"
In Chu Yifeng's eyes, Bi Yue at this moment lost the sharpness of her cold face during the day. Her hair was draped over her shoulders. She sat on the edge of the bed with her waist slightly bent, looking at him. There was warmth and softness in her eyes.
They seemed to have never quarreled and found their former selves.
He raised his wrist to check the time. "Also, you need to rest. Go wash up. I'll write down everything I can think of in your notebook. We'll talk tomorrow morning."
When Bi Yue left, she paused and swallowed the words on her lips: "When are you leaving?"
I chose to accept that Chu Yifeng could leave if he wanted to, or stay if he wanted to. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
Just when Chu Yifeng had just breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and pressed his temples, Bi Yue in the yard outside vomited. He was so scared that his eyes immediately widened. He was fortunate to hear Bi Yue's morning sickness for the first time.
"vomit."
"What's wrong?"
Bi Yue held the toothbrush holder in one hand and the faucet in the yard with the other. She was vomiting so much that she could hardly stand up straight. It would have been fine if she had just poured out the little food she had just eaten, but her stomach felt like it was about to come out of her throat.
"Ah? What's wrong?" Chu Yifeng, panicking and at a loss, rubbed Bi Yue's back while grabbing the plastic toothbrush holder and throwing it into the sink. He seemed to only be repeating one sentence: "What's wrong?"
Bi Yue felt extremely upset in an instant.
What's wrong? Are you blind? You can't see and you're vomiting!
Chu Yifeng picked up the toothbrush holder, rinsed it, took a glass of water and fed it to Bi Yue's mouth, then turned around and started complaining:
"Dad, what did you put in the red bean porridge? It tastes terrible. Look how disgusting it made us vomit. Okay, I'll make it next time."
Bi Tiegang stood at the door, looking perplexed. "Is it okay to vomit so often? Isn't that normal?"
Bi Yue was gasping for breath and angrily slapped Chu Yifeng: "Morning sickness, are you being unreasonable?"
"Why are you always vomiting like this? I saw you eating and riding in the car. I thought you didn't vomit. This is not good. You have to..."
Bi Yue rinsed her mouth and waved her hands, saying, "What do I want more of? Don't bother, it's all like this."
"How can this be called a scramble?"
Bi Yue didn't vomit and cry, but was tortured to tears by Chu Yifeng.
She was supported by him and returned to the room. She didn't even dare to look at her father. It was so embarrassing. Chu Yifeng kept muttering to herself.
Bi Tiegang turned his head helplessly and looked at his youngest son. They both heard Bi Yue patiently say in the small room:
"I'm really not throwing up much now, so there's no need to make a fuss. I'm just acting up because I smell something strange and brush my teeth. Don't bother, I'm just burping most of the time."
Chu Yifeng looked at Bi Yue's belly with a bad expression. He used to regard his son as the most beautiful surprise, but now he felt a little disgusted:
"What kind of kid is this? Wait till he comes out. He deserves a beating."
…
That night, Bi Yue felt someone quietly entering the house while she was half asleep.
Smelling the same shampoo as hers, she pretended to be asleep.
She also felt a pair of hands tentatively moving around above her belly, as if wanting to touch it, and she pretended to be in a deep sleep.
But for some reason, those hands retracted again.
Just when she thought Chu Yifeng was going to retreat, she couldn't control herself and raised her eyebrows in the dark.
For someone who is stubborn and takes everything seriously, it is useless to refuse him because he will not give up until he achieves his goal.
Chu Yifeng found a broken tape measure from somewhere, and instead of touching her belly, he managed to secretly measure her waist.
…
Bi Tiegang stayed in his little room and watched Chu Yifeng moving around.
He couldn't sleep because he was so excited about having to use hundreds of thousands of dollars to build a building.
Besides, with these two unlucky kids who seem to be playing house, it would be strange if he could fall asleep.
He glanced sideways at the quartz clock and saw Chu Yifeng walking towards the door in the middle of the night. Bi Tiegang finally emerged from the room, followed him a few steps, picked up the door bolt, and asked:
"What? Are you going back?"
"Huh? I'm not leaving. Go get my briefcase from the car and stay here all night."
Bi Tiegang awkwardly handed the door bolt to Chu Yifeng and gave the child a step down: "Then go back and lock the door. You can live in Dacheng's room."
"No, I'll just spend the night on the sofa in the living room. I have a phone call to make."
Bi Tiegang, who had already walked away, was stunned: "What time is it? You have made several calls, right? Everyone has to go to bed, right?"
"It's okay, it's for my family, my brother-in-law."
"Ah." Bi Tiegang hesitated for a moment before asking the question he had been struggling with all night:
"Do you think you can do it?"
"Is it okay..." Chu Yifeng smiled: "It's true that I don't dare to make her unhappy."
These words made Bi Tiegang even more uncertain.
Tonight, he heard Chu Yifeng and Bi Yue talking in the house about a bunch of things he couldn't understand. It was hard to understand. He also heard the phone calls Chu Yifeng made in the living room. He said with a worried look on his face:
"How much money is too much? Oh. Has your uncle messed her up? Stop struggling with poverty. What will happen if she can't graduate from college?"
Chu Yifeng patted Bi Tiegang's shoulder and said, "No, you can go to sleep. I've also thought about it. If I'm really worried about her, I should help her more. We should all think this way. As long as the child can be safely landed and she is healthy, nothing else will be a problem."
Bi Tiegang still hadn't slept. He squatted in the corner, listening to what was being said. It was true that he couldn't help, and it was also true that he was worried and upset. It would be useless for anyone to persuade him, unless he found some peace of mind pills and took them himself.
When Chu Yifeng called Wang Jianan at around eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, he did consider it for a moment and pondered over the phone for a while.
He was not afraid of anything else, but was afraid of hearing the voice of his sister Chu Yiqing.
…
Chu Yiqing quietly retreated from her son Wang Xintong's room. She had just returned from her work at this time.
They were the only two people in the living room, like night owls, not even turning on the lights to look at each other.
"Who's calling? Why are you acting so sneaky? A woman?"
Wang Jianan snorted, "How am I being sneaky?" She planned not to mention Chu Yifeng at all, otherwise it would be easy for an older sister to be "kind-hearted".
Chu Yiqing turned her head and glanced at her husband as she went upstairs: "I'm warning you, Wang Jianan, you'd better not do anything naughty for me. If I find out, I won't let you go!"
"Hmph." Wang Jianan also warned, "I think you're the one I need to watch out for. How many skirts have you bought recently? You're putting on makeup like a little devil. Is that normal socializing? If I find out there's anything amiss, I won't let you off!"
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