Chapter 1172 How can I live the same life with everyone?
No. 80, Nanluogu Lane.
"Xiao Qin is off work?"
When Qin Ruobai was pushing the cart up the stairs, she happened to meet Yuan Qingshan coming out of the yard with a birdcage on his arm.
"Uncle Yuan, you're back early!" Qin Ruobai greeted him and walked into the room.
"Xiao Qin!" Yuan Qingshan paused, called her over with a smile, and said gratefully, "Recently, Doctor Li has been too busy, and I haven't seen him. My nephew Yuan Hongjun went to work at his hospital and was appointed as the deputy captain of the security department. I was thinking of inviting you and Doctor Li to dinner one day. When do you think you are free?"
"Uncle Yuan! Look at what you said. It's just a piece of cake. Brother Hongjun has done a good job. There's no need to thank me!" Qin Ruobai quickly waved his hand to refuse.
"That won't do! You must tell Dr. Li that he must treat her to this meal!" Yuan Qingshan was afraid that she would still say no, so he ran out of the yard.
Qin Ruobai sighed and saw several neighbors coming out of the yard and hearing about this. He smiled and locked the car beside the screen wall without explaining. Seeing Wu Wanchun picking vegetables at the door of Zhou's house, he walked over with a smile, took out a measuring tape from his pocket, turned her over and measured her body.
Wu Wanchun looked at the girl in confusion, and when he saw Ruobai took the measurements and wrote them down in her little notebook, he immediately realized that she wanted to make clothes for him, and he quickly grabbed her hand and shook his head.
Ruobai smiled and gestured as he said, "I see that you are thin and winter is coming soon, so I will make you a sweater!"
"Oh, that's not possible!" Aunt Lu heard it in the house and ran out quickly, advising: "Xiao Qin, you are busy with work and you are exhausted when you go home at night. You have to work overtime and knit sweaters. It's a waste of time! I will knit the late spring ones, and I have plans for you two this year!"
"Aunt Lu, it's okay. I learned from my colleague Xiao Xu and have already knitted one for my doll! I've practiced my knitting skills and I'm pretty good now! I'll immediately take out the sweater you knitted for me and wear it. I'll remember all your kindness! Please give me a chance!"
Aunt Lu couldn't convince her, so she could only sigh and remind her again and again not to delay her rest. Only after Ruo Bai agreed did she nod in agreement.
"Wow!"
At this moment, Wu Wanchun suddenly vomited a mouthful of sour water on the ground, scaring the two of them.
Aunt Lu and Qin Ruobai looked at each other, and then a look of joy immediately appeared on Aunt Lu's face.
"Oh, Wanchun, come inside and have a rest! Are you having morning sickness? Yuejin, Yuejin, his father, his father, please come out quickly! Wanchun has morning sickness!"
"What? What morning sickness? What happened to Wanchun?" Zhou Yuejin ran out of the house in a panic.
Zhou Feng also came out of the house with an excited look on his face.
Aunt Lu hit Zhou Yuejin on the forehead with a chestnut, "You kid, you are pregnant late in life!"
"Really?" Zhou Yuejin immediately jumped three feet high and picked up Wu Wanchun, and carried her into the house without caring about her babbling and kicking.
Aunt Lu hurriedly went to pour water and shouted that she wanted to buy crucian carp to make soup. Zhou Feng hurriedly looked for his phone and said that he would call his in-laws. Zhou Yuejin ran into the house to find some snacks for Wanchun to eat. The house suddenly became busy.
Qin Ruobai stood by the window and watched, her eyes moistened. In her mind she couldn't help but imagine Xiangnan holding her in his arms, Li Fugui standing in front of the chest of drawers making a phone call, and Zhu Qiuju steaming her favorite glutinous rice cake with great care.
She gently stroked her belly, sighed slightly, took a step, turned around and walked into the hanging flower gate.
"Ruobai!"
But after walking a few steps, she heard her husband's voice from behind. She was afraid of being discovered crying, so she hurriedly wiped her tears, turned around and tried to force a smile, "Xiangnan, you're back?"
"Well, I'm in a good mood today. Yuqiu has agreed to come and help! Although I haven't invited her yet, she is so smart. She knew about my predicament through Song Yi... Ruobai, you are right. This matter still depends on the timing! Eh? Are you crying?"
As Li Xiangnan spoke, he approached his wife and suddenly noticed that Qin Ruobai's eyes were red, as if she had just cried. He quickly grabbed her hand and asked softly, "What's wrong? Who made you angry?"
Hearing her husband's distressed words, Qin Ruobai shook her head, "No, I'm happy! Wanchun just had morning sickness..."
"She's pregnant?" Li Xiangnan twitched his lips.
So fast?
Zhou Yuejin and Wanchun got married on October 10th, and she's pregnant in less than two months?
This is such a happy event!
He couldn't help but feel happy for the other person!
Then he immediately held his wife's hand tightly, took her to the backyard, and said gently: "Ruobai, it's okay, we will definitely have our own children! No rush!"
Li Xiangnan also understood the sadness in his wife's heart.
Seeing Zhou Yuejin and Wu Wanchun get pregnant so quickly, she must have been extremely envious.
Not to mention my wife, even I am envious.
Getting married and having children are the only two hopes for family life throughout history.
With a child, the married life has a fruition and life becomes more fulfilling.
Who doesn’t want to live with a wife, children and a warm bed?
When I go home, there is a light waiting for me to come home late, and there are hungry children at home who need to be fed. Even if life is hard and tiring, it feels worth it.
Isn’t it another kind of happiness in life that grandparents can enjoy family happiness?
"Nannan, you and Ruobai should hurry up and eat. You can eat as soon as you lift the lid of the pot. The food is still hot! Your dad and I will go for a walk around the neighborhood. Your grandpa is watching TV. If you find it too noisy, you can eat at your own house next door!"
Seeing the two men coming back, Zhu Qiuju gave them some instructions and led Li Fugui out slowly.
Seeing their parents' love and affection, and how they still respect each other and have deep affection for each other even at their old age, the two of them looked at each other silently and smiled knowingly.
"How about having a drink with me tonight?"
Li Xiangnan brought all the dishes and placed them on the eight-immortals table, then went to get the Wuliangye liquor stored under the bed.
"Okay! The last time we drank together was when we got married!" Qin Ruobai agreed readily, helped her husband get the wine glasses and prepared the dishes and chopsticks, then sat down obediently and poured him wine.
The dusk spread over the blue bricks and gray tiles, soaking the courtyard of the quadrangle into an inkstone.
Li Xiangnan and Qin Ruobai clinked their glasses lightly, and after drinking them all, they smiled at each other.
He grinned and naturally filled Ruobai's glass with wine.
The old radio was singing "Sha Jia Bang" in a humming voice, and the sound waves hit the screen wall and shattered into flickering spots of light all over the yard.
"Last summer, I had just returned from Sandu River. I didn't expect that I was impulsive and climbed over the wall to chase the thief. I was saved by you in an instant. So this indissoluble bond has grown into my heart..."
Li Xiangnan looked out the window at the jujube tree, which was rustling in the evening breeze. He laughed again and said, "I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. When I moved into this yard last year, the tree hadn't even covered the window yet!"
"You remember it clearly!" Qin Ruobai smiled and added the jasmine tea petals brought by Shi Dujuan into his enamel pot. The tea soup created amber ripples on the wall of the glass.
The creaking sound of grandpa's rattan chair could be clearly heard from next door, and the jujube tree was shaking off a few dead leaves in the evening breeze.
\"How can life be the same no matter who I live with?\" Li Xiangnan suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at his wife's smiling face.
Qin Ruobai was stunned for a moment, then her smile was like a stone thrown into an ancient well, and the arc of her smile spread across her face.
She gently placed her hand on the back of her husband's scrofula-covered hand. Those scars from fighting for life, with traces of the sharpening of scalpels and the burning of the war in Jiaozhi, were now being gently smoothed by the moonlight.
The night wind swept across the patio, and the dacron shirts hanging out to dry rustled. It was as if I could hear the sound of coal stoves rising and falling in the courtyard, mixed with the crying of babies and bicycle bells.
The wine was gone, but none of them were drunk. They just snuggled together and lay on the head of the bed, letting the remaining warmth spread quietly on the blue brick floor.
The jujube tree casts a strong shadow in the moonlight. Its branches hide a year's wind and rain, as well as two pairs of hands that are always clasped together.
"The moon is shining on the wall, I am singing a little song for you, and I am so happy to see you fall asleep!"
A melodious song came out of Li Xiangnan's mouth. Qin Ruobai looked at his profile which was illuminated by the fire, and saw moonlight thicker than honey flowing in the grooves at the corners of her husband's eyes.
It turns out that the most touching love words had long been sewn into the stitches of Dacron shirts, marinated in the smoky smell of honeycomb coal, and boiled into this rough yet warm song during the long spring and autumn.
She couldn't help but join in.
"The sun has risen again, shining through the window paper. I feel sad to see you wake up! The days are long, and I have to wipe my tears for you..."