Raising Babies in the 70s - Chapter 114

Xiao Qin wanted to grab the violin and play music for the children.

The kindergarten teacher couldn’t listen anymore.

Forget it, be patient.

Although the tune was not good, it was necessary to let the father participate in the prenatal education. Such practical actions would enhance the relationship between parents and children.

At least the children were “excited” to hear their dad play the violin.

Qin Rou’s belly would bulge here and there. The childrens were excited to interact with their father. Qin Rou and Lu Yan would high-five the childrens through her belly.

The childrens liked this high-five game very much, interacting with their parents across the belly.

Every time they listened to their dad playing a tune, they would move very vigorously as if very excited. It could be that the childrens thought it was too bad, or they were actually applauding.

After that month, the childrens made frequent foetal movements, and Qin Rou could clearly feel their presence all day long.

These were two particularly lively little childrens who liked to interact with their parents very much. They were already perceiving the world, they could hear the outside world, and they could also feel the existence of light.

Qin Rou was no longer worried about giving birth to two Pipi shrimps. No matter how they would be, they were her own children, right?

She just prayed for the children to make them more lively. It didn’t matter if they weren’t social, or sang out of tune, they should still have their father’s quality.

She hoped to have two cheerful little kids.

When Lu Yan was playing the violin, her parents-in-law and nephew Xia Mingxi were very excited, because although the Lu family had no musical skills, they all had the yearning to become artists.

They were all rushing to play the violin.

“Let me try! I want to play!”

“I’ll try too!!!”

After listening to the violin played by her parents-in-law, and Xia Mingxi, Qin Rou felt that Lu Yan’s skills were good enough.

Brother Lu was the most talented violinist in the Lu family.

Father-in-law Lu Zongyi fell in love with playing the violin, as if he had found the “second spring” (second love) of old age. Fortunately, it was at the beach. He went to the beach to play the violin, so others would not blame him for disturbing the people.

Only the waves of the sea kept rushing on the reef, as if angrily declaring to him: Very bad, bad, bad…

However, the sea couldn’t do anything. It could only rush to the reef in anger.

Old Lu continued to play the violin in front of the sea happily.

Although Xia Mingxi also liked to play the violin, he loved being with friends more. He also practiced music. Nothing could change his heart from becoming an artist.

Chen Jingyi was not interested in musical instruments, he preferred to draw.

The violin music of Lao Lu and Xiao Lu, father and son made Qin Rou feel subtly worried. After listening to this kind of prenatal education, she didn’t know how the children would be affected.

She sang to the children every day, and also turned on the radio to listen to music to raise the children’s musical taste a little bit.

“It’s moving!! It’s moving again!!”

“Did you know that your father is here?”

It was very useful to let their father participate in the prenatal education. Lu Yan also liked to interact with the children in her womb and talked to the little ones, stroking them gently.

He would also put his ears on her belly and listen to their movements. He hugged her belly like a big watermelon, and Qin Rou would also hug his head at that time, like touching a small watermelon.

If there were no outsiders around, when he heard the children’s movements, she would kiss him actively, and Lu Yan would happily kiss her back.

Zhang Chengbei stood in the yard and could see the interaction between the couple next door. They were sitting under the thatched umbrella. The sea breeze was blowing slowly. Maybe the childrens were moving. Both of them were a little excited and whispered to each other.

– It’s really dazzling.

Such a sweet scene.

Zhang Chengbei couldn’t remember the joy of being a father for the first time. He remembered himself as happy, but he didn’t seem to be as happy as Chief Lu. He only knew that in the blink of an eye, the child was born.

He never touched the child across his wife’s belly, didn’t listen to the child’s movement, didn’t touch her belly, didn’t play the violin for the child, and didn’t talk to him…

Zhang Chengbei: “…”

That kind of feeling was like eating the green kumquats picked by the house next door.

He took scissors and cut out the most beautiful flowers in the yard. Then he stretched his hand holding the flowers awkwardly to Huang Xinying who had just cooked dinner. Huang Xinying glanced at him unexpectedly, but didn’t say anything. She found a water bottle, placed the flower in it, and put it on the dining table.

The delicious dishes were paired with fresh flowers. The petals were crystal clear, and the atmosphere was extraordinarily warm.

When his son Zhang Yichao saw the flowers on the table, he said indignantly, “Why can’t I pick them but you did?”

Lao Zhang warned him not to pick flowers, but he himself picked so many.

“I have privileges.”

Huang Xinying: “If you want, get one yourself.”

Zhang Chengbei: “Grow it yourself if you want.”