Raising Babies in the 70s - Chapter 125

Wang Yuanzheng didn’t stay at their house much, he still had something to do. After the good news, he left a lot of things at their house. Qin Rou looked at it and found that there were chocolates, candies, biscuits, peach cakes and other things for Xia Mingxi and Xiao Jingyi. There were also two bottles of good wine and a lot of nutritional products.

Qin Rou was very puzzled. She picked up the wine and took a look. It was a good wine.

“It is okay for him to come to tell us the good news, but why is he bringing so many gifts? How many good comrades do you have? If everyone sent gifts like this, they would go bankrupt.”

Lu Yan washed the underwear, and said indifferently, “It’s not serious, this is a thank-you gift.”

Qin Rou: “???!!!” Thank-you gift?

“What’s the matter? You were the matchmaker?”

“My nephew, Xixi.”

“What?!”

Qin Rou was shocked. Only then did she know that the matchmaker was Xia Mingxi.

The child could be a matchmaker at the age of four or five.

Wang Yuanzheng’s bride was Xia Mingxi’s teacher. During a picnic, Xia Mingxi accidentally met Wang Yuanzheng. He was a warm-hearted child. When he saw the familiar person, he called, “Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang!!!”

“Hey, it’s the Lu kid.”

“Uncle Wang, this is my teacher Feifei.”

Wang Yuanzheng noticed him, and then he noticed the kindergarten teacher next to him.

This little chubby kid was extraordinarily good. He not only made friends himself, he also urged others to make friends, and introduced them to each other. Then the two became a couple.

Qin Rou: “…” So it was!

Qin Rou pointed to the wine a little stupidly, “What about this wine? Is it a thank you gift? Can you still say you are a good comrade?!”

During the period of her confinement, the pair of uncle and nephew hid many things from her.

Lu Yan said lightly, “I gave him an idea.”

Although the man’s tone was calm, Qin Rou could hear a subtle complacency and show off inexplicably.

Qin Rou: “…”

Could it be that the blind cat met the dead mouse?(metaphor for having great luck by chance)

“What idea did you give him?” 

Could it be the one she thought?

“As a mature man, you should be taciturn.” (speak less)

Qin Rou: “…”

Forget it, Qin Rou didn’t want to know the process, at least the result was good.

But she was curious about who Wang Yuanzheng married.

Two days later, Qin Rou met Xue Xiaohui at home who had followed the two childrens to her house. Xia Mingxi called her Teacher Feifei, a new teacher in their kindergarten who joined not long ago.

Xue Xiaohui was originally an educated youth from Guangdong Province, but was later arranged to be a primary school teacher. She stayed in the primary school for a few days, and then asked to be transferred to be a kindergarten teacher.

“Hello, Comrade Qin, my name is Xue Xiaohui, I heard about you from our principal.”

“Hello, Teacher Xue.” 

When Qin Rou saw her, she was surprised.

Because Xue Xiaohui looked very shy, with a round face and a very delicate and lovely appearance. She wore a braid and did not dare to look directly into people’s eyes when she spoke. There was panic and shyness like a simple and ignorant little white rabbit.

She was a little white rabbit.

Whoa!

The girl was really pure and beautiful, and it was no wonder that Lao Wang was so anxious to marry her.

Looking at those watery apricot eyes, showing a natural innocence, Qin Rou thought about herself again, and immediately felt that the meeting between the two of them was like the meeting between a vixen and a simple little white rabbit.

Qin Rou: “…” 

“Little aunt! Teacher Feifei!!”

“Little aunt!!” Xia Mingxi jumped out with Xiao Jingyi, the two little roosters who led the little white rabbit to the fox spirit.

Qin Rou brought out some cut fruits and poured tea for Teacher Xue.

It was the first time she was a guest at someone’s house. Xue Xiaohui hurriedly held her tea. She sat upright, like a student facing the head teacher.

Qin Rou: “…”

She understood why Chief Lu’s “taciturn” combat operation got successful.

In the face of social intimidation, if one talked too enthusiastically, it would scare such people away.

“Qin… Comrade Qin, you are so beautiful!!” Xue Xiaohui put down the teacup, but she couldn’t help but peek at Qin Rou in front of her. Although she knew Comrade Qin would be beautiful, she didn’t expect her to be so gorgeous.

Her eyes were amazingly beautiful, and when she smiled, she looked forward to the brilliance, just like flowers in spring, charming, beautiful, and captivating.