Raising Babies in the 70s - Chapter 82

If he didn’t act again, she would go to the kitchen to get a rolling pin to beat the bear baby.

“Let’s have dumplings tonight.”

“Reporting to my wife, I don’t want to eat seafood from the sea.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll eat them with leek and pork stuffing.”

He had been at sea for so long, and would feel sick to his stomach even when he saw the seafood. She understood him, but as she got pork meat, they ate pork dumplings.

Lu Yan took a fighting bath, came out and chopped the meat stuffing, Qin Rou marinated the stuffing. Lu Yan pushed the dough bowl over, hugged her from behind, and the two of them kneaded the dough together.

He was the one who was kneading, Qin Rou was just cooperating with him.

Doing two things, kissing her while kneading the dough, the disobedient little brother secretly emerged.

Thinking that the two hadn’t seen each other for so long, Qin Rou also followed him.

“Wife, don’t eat anything else. I want to eat sea oysters. Wife, let’s make oysters.”

Qin Rou turned her head and smiled at him, leaving two marks on his handsome face with her flour-stained hand.

She thought to herself: Silly dog, you’d better not eat.

She thought of the file bag on the bedside table in their room, which contained her b-ultrasound. After the man opened it and read it, the ending may be a little sad.

At most, it could only be so rubbish.

Qin Rou hadn’t told anyone else about the news, not even her sister. She wanted to tell Lu Yan the news first.

However, not yet.

She smiled and kissed the man’s chin to make him happy again.

“Wife, how many rolling pins did you buy?”

“Seeing as you like it so much, I bought some from Guangcheng.”

“…I like it?”

Lu Yan made dumplings at night. He also kneaded big steamed buns. Qin Rou made sweet and sour cucumbers, lettuce with oyster sauce, fried sausages with snow peas, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, leek, chicken soup, fried small crispy pork, and put a small plate of homemade tomato sauce. To fulfill the man’s wishes, she fried oysters for him.

They were all simple home-cooked dishes, green leafy vegetables, delicious and green in color, especially tender and attractive, red tomatoes, yellow eggs, sauce-red sausages, and shiny chicken soup, all these attractive colors were all stimulating, mouth watering.

Qin Rou served a bowl of chicken soup for both of them, and she happily picked a small piece of crispy meat and fed it into Lu Yan’s mouth.

“Come, try it, they are all from things I grew in the yard.”

The vegetables grown at home, the chickens raised at home, the eggs laid by the chickens, and the ingredients were all fresh and self-sufficient.

Let Lu Yan also feel the joy of the harvest.

“It’s delicious,” Lu Yan was extremely satisfied, as he finally could eat a bite of fresh vegetables. How could his wife be so good?

The dishes grown by his wife were really delicious, as her cooking skills were so excellent. How could he marry such a good wife?

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

Chen Jingyi had also returned to her sister’s house, so only the couple were left to eat under the lamp.

Lu Yan thought it was the children-free life he dreamed of.

A sweet children-free holiday was coming soon.

He was so happy!

He was very able to eat that night. He swept away all the meals his wife cooked for him, and finally went to clean up the messy table.

*

Qin Rou, who had taken a bath at night, had been doing psychological construction for a long time, and before she walked to the door, she heard the cheerful whistle inside.

The little whistle betrayed the joy of the owner.

Qin Rou: “…?”

She pushed open the door and went in. Lu Yan rested his chin on his hand and was on the bed waiting for her. As soon as he saw her, his eyes couldn’t move.

Qin Rou glanced at the file on the bedside table, it seemed not opened yet.

She was speechless.

It was kept in such an obvious place. 

– Silly dog, didn’t you have curiosity?

Lu Yan really didn’t have the slightest curiosity about other things right then. All he could think about now was a happy life with no childrens, but only with his wife during the holidays in the next few days.

A private world.

“Wife…”

Lu Yan hugged his fragrant and soft wife in his arms and kissed her beautiful lips. He liked to kiss her very much.

Qin Rou hugged his neck and kissed him back.

Lu Yan liked deep kisses, and Qin Rou often felt that if she hadn’t actively struggled to separate, he would have kissed her until the end of the world; while Qin Rou liked to have a light kiss, one kiss after another.

Each kiss had to be kissed until they were satisfied with each other before stopping.

“Lu Yan…” Unable to go any further, Qin Rou pressed her hand against his chest. She hooked the bedside table, pulled the file over, and threw it into Lu Yan’s arms.

“Look at this first.”

“No,” Lu Yan refused.

“Look at…”

“I’ll see it tomorrow, wife, you can’t stop now, don’t force me, it’s difficult.”

“I have to force you,” Qin Rou pushed his handsome face away, looked into his eyes seriously, and said, “Lu Yan, you are going to be a father.”

“You are really going to be a father.”