MTL - 80s: The Soft and Waxy Beauty Took Care of the Wolf Husband-Chapter 442 pay
Chapter 442 Pay
The family left the south the next day. After a long and bumpy journey, they arrived in Fengjia Village the next afternoon.
Returning to the familiar living environment, Mrs. Qin is kind and happy.
Passing by the canteen at the entrance of the village, the villagers came forward to say hello warmly.
"I thought you wouldn't come back this year."
"This child is so beautiful. According to the villagers, he is a boy and looks like a girl."
"A boy and a girl look like a girl, so Qiao Qiao's next child will definitely be a daughter."
"Now I won't let you have more children, Qiao Qiao has a formal job, so having children will definitely be affected?"
Li Qiao: "The management is not very strict now. If you want to have a baby, you can write an application. I should be eligible to have another baby, and I want to have another baby, but I don't know if Ah Jin is willing to take it."
Qin Jin: "I don't want to take it." Night is the best time to sleep, and he was woken up by his child kicking him, and he hasn't slept through the night for half a year. Who knows his pain?
Li Qiao smiled with his eyes bent.
"It's not troublesome to take care of children. You are so rich. I heard that you have to hire someone to take care of them. You should have more children if you can." The villagers said.
Old lady Qin changed the subject: "Dahe, are your parents in good health?"
"Okay, when are you guys coming back today? We didn't drink the child's full moon wine. Can we go back to the village?"
Old Mrs. Qin: "Yes, on the sixth day, bring the whole family to my house for dinner."
"OK."
The two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the family of four continued to walk home.
The yard of Qin's family was swept clean, the bedding in the house had been dried in advance, and the windows were spotless.
Li Qiao said: "Ah Jin, who did you entrust to clean up?"
Old Mrs. Qin: "I asked Mai Miao to do it before the holiday."
The family had just sorted and put away their luggage when the neighbors came to visit.
Teased the child when looking at him, wanted to hug him, but he lay in Qin Jin's arms without moving.
"Ajin and Qiaoqiao are not timid people. Why is this child so timid? He won't let you hug him, and he won't laugh when he teases you. He hasn't made a sound for a long time. Those who work in your village in the village are old and young. I came back a while ago and said, your child won’t laugh for a few months, so there’s nothing wrong with it, right? Have you seen a doctor?”
Old Mrs. Qin: "He has always been like this with people he doesn't know well. It will be fine if we get to know each other in a few days."
The neighbors were still skeptical, but said nothing.
Old Mrs. Qin said again: "On the sixth day of the lunar new year, our family holds a banquet to fill up the moon wine, so everyone will come to eat at that time."
The neighbors agreed one after another.
Yu Feng next door also came over cheekily to get close, holding Peng Chunhua's eldest daughter by the hand: "Da Ni, call me brother."
Children are very timid when they see strangers, and they hide behind the phoenix and dare not face everyone.
It was useless for Yu Feng to curse, and then said: "It is said that the child follows the mother, this child and Ah Jin seem to be carved out of the same mold. It's just that the skin is too white, it is better for a boy to be darker." The little white face is like a woman , no masculinity. She didn't say what she said later.
Old Mrs. Qin: "We also want black spots, what can we do if we can't?"
Li Qiao wanted to laugh for no reason, can't he be black? How uncomfortable it is for those who think about it.
Yu Feng mentioned Li Jinhua again: "When will I see Jinhua? She is also pitiful. She went all the way to see you in Kyoto, but she was paralyzed after returning. Many people in the village who wanted to go to Beijing were so scared that they didn't dare to go."
Old lady Qin and Qin Jin's expressions were not very good-looking.
"Go and have a look tomorrow." Just to show off how good I am living now. "Kyoto is much safer than ours. I don't know how she did it. Besides, the medicine is her own. She may not be happy to see my life. Hey, they are all sisters. If she is really in trouble, can I not help her?" Li Qiao said beautifully on the scene.
The villagers only knew that Li Jinhua was paralyzed in Kyoto, but they didn't know the inside story: "So she took the medicine herself, where did she get it?"
"Who knows, didn't Feng Er used to be the same?" Li Qiao secretly reminded everyone about Feng Er's bachelor situation.
Everyone made random guesses.
Some thought that the medicine should be for Li Qiao to drink, but by accident, he drank it himself, which hurt himself.
Some people thought that Li Jinhua should be planning to let everyone talk about Li Qiao for the rest of her life. After all, she was poisoned when she went to the capital, and she wanted to tell everyone that her paralysis was related to Li Qiao.
After the neighbors left.
Li Qiao went to the house to rest, and was too tired after more than a day of driving.
Old lady Qin also fell asleep.
Qin Jin and the child were full of energy, and the father and son wandered around the village.
Passing through a wheat field, the child suddenly called out: "Daddy." Then he pointed.
Qin Jin looked over, and there was a gray rabbit in the wheat field: "It's not easy to hunt with you."
The child pointed to the grass.
Qin Jin: "Put you on the ground? What if you are stolen?"
The child points to his mouth, indicating that he can yell if he is in danger.
Qin Jin: "You need tools to catch a rabbit. How can you run on two legs? Think I can fly."
The child silently rolls his eyes, unwilling to point it out and say no? There are so many excuses.
Father and son strolled around home and met Peng Chunhua at the door.
"Ah Jin is back, is this your child?"
"Yes." Qin Jin responded coldly, then stepped into the yard, went back to the house and took off the child and stuffed it into Li Qiao's bed. Li Qiao opened his eyes, hugged the child and closed them again. When she woke up again, it was already dark.
When she moved, the child also woke up, his small body shaking in the bed: "Ma Ma."
"Don't move." Li Qiao stuffed the quilt, put on the clothes first, and then put on the child. After wrapping it tightly, she carried the child and went out. There was an extra cage in the yard, covered with straw.
"What's inside?" Li Qiao stepped forward, squatted down, supported the child with one hand, and lifted the straw with the other.
The child wanted to help, but his arms were too short, and he was short of a fist from the cage. He had no choice but to put it down, and then his expression changed: "Mama, spit, spit."
Li Qiao: "See, you still say rabbits, you like little rabbits?"
Child: "Yeah!" He squatted down according to the strength of Li Qiao's arms. It was cold in his hometown, and he wore a lot of clothes. His posture seemed to be a stool under his buttocks.
The old lady Qin laughed: "I can't climb yet, so I want to squat."
"He used my power completely." Li Qiao said and picked up the child: "You sit on the bed first, and mother will lift the cage into the room for you to see."
"Yeah." The child laughed.
Li Qiao put the rabbit into the room and asked the old lady: "This white rabbit should be bought by Ah Jin."
Old lady Qin: "It should be, this rabbit is so fat, I will slaughter it and eat it tomorrow."
At this time Qin Jin came back from the outside: "I gave the rabbit to my son, so you can't kill it." He ran to the child, pinched the child's creaking nest and hugged him.
The child touches his face, carefully kissing it.
Qin Jin's eyes lit up, it was the first time his son kissed him.
Before, at most, he would take the initiative to touch his forehead.
He suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment. No wonder people always say that whoever takes care of the most children and who the children kiss with is true.
Caring requires wholehearted dedication in order to reap rewards.
Just like saving money, you can only withdraw it if you deposit first.
(end of this chapter)