Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again Chapter 320 - 313: Living Frugally By Being Careful and Calc

Zhou Nan gave birth in October too.

A full-term chubby baby boy made Xiao Yu grin from ear to ear. After settling Zhou Nan, he looked at the pitch-black night sky outside and swung his fist fiercely. Feeling his phone vibrate, he rembered he hadn’t shared the good news yet. He crept over and secretly kissed the sleeping Zhou Nan on the hospital bed before stealthily stepping outside.

"Hello, hello, it’s a boy! A boy with a little ’handle’!"

"Eight pounds! Chubby and looks so fun..."

"Hello, it’s a boy, what did I say, I knew it would be a boy!"

"Hahaha..."

"Keep it down! No loud noises." A passing nurse, accustod to this kind of joyous scene, pointed at the sign in the hallway to remind him.

"Oh, oh, sorry, sorry."

Xiao Yu, unable to contain his happiness, bowed and lowered his voice as he continued, "Okay, I’m going to post on Monts now."

Watching Zhou Nan’s belly grow bigger day by day, he had been longing for the stars and the moon, and finally, the child had arrived. Now, the word ’expectant’ could be removed from ’expectant parents.’

He entered the room with his phone ready to take a picture of the mother and son, but seeing their peaceful sleeping faces, he put away his phone, vaguely rembering hearing sothing about it not being good to photograph young children... He needed to be cautious.

Concerning his son, even the skeptical Xiao Yu started to beco superstitious.

...

"Your friend just gave birth."

Qin Guanglin, listening to Xiao Yu hang up the phone and toss it aside, told He Fang.

"Just delivered?" He Fang instinctively looked at the calendar and then at the clock.

"Seems so, the guy’s ecstatic, said it’s a big chubby boy with a ’handle’... huh, I think girls are way better."

Qin Guanglin walked over, bent down, and placed his ear against He Fang’s belly, slowly saying, "When shall we also have a daughter?"

"Fresh into a relationship, and you’re already thinking of eting my father, just t him and now you think of marriage, and we aren’t even married yet you’re thinking of kids. I never realized you were so impatient," puzzled He Fang.

How odd this person was, what happened to his previously calm nature?

"Don’t worry, don’t worry, I just... um..." Qin Guanglin also felt sothing was off, "...um... just feel that having a daughter would be especially nice, just can’t wait."

He Fang, uninterested in entertaining him, pushed his head away from her belly, "Go take a shower, it’s bedti, always pondering nonsense."

"Oh."

Qin Guanglin smiled and turned to find pajamas in the wardrobe; daily fruit sleep was sowhat exhausting, and pajamas were still a protective asure.

Truly a great invention.

For Xiao Yu’s new fatherhood, he was very happy for his buddy. Good friends had grown together over so many years, from immature to mature, from students to settling down, and before they knew it, they had stepped into the second stage of life.

"Why did you separate our clothes in the wardrobe?" he asked He Fang after opening the wardrobe and looking inside.

"Huh?"

He Fang was montarily stunned, "Otherwise?"

"They obviously should be hung together!"

Qin Guanglin felt sowhat annoyed seeing their clothes clearly separated in the wardrobe, so he took them all out and alternated between hers and his as he rehung them.

He Fang watched him busily hang clothes in front of the wardrobe like she was watching a fool, fussing over such a trivial task, getting more childish with age.

"Doesn’t this look much more comfortable?"

Ten minutes later, childish Qin patted his hands and proudly showed He Fang their wardrobe’s new look.

"... Shower, sleep," He Fang responded nonchalantly, glancing at him with slight annoyance, the ssiness far from neat.

"As you wish!"

...

A month blinked by, and the sample book Chen Rui talked about arrived on schedule, a thick volu with quite exquisite illustrations. Qin Guanglin played with it fondly for a while before asking for two more copies.

"No more, there aren’t that many." Chen Rui could easily read Qin Guanglin’s mind, but he only had two copies himself, not even a half more, "This one needs to be displayed at the company, and you can keep the other for your collection... When the official release cos out, I’ll get more copies for you to give away. This way, they won’t print too many for you."

"I’ll just buy it when it’s released..."

Qin Guanglin glanced at the price on the back cover, sixty-eight, and imdiately stopped, changing his words, "Rember, when it’s released, get a dozen or twenty copies. I must give a set each to those characters ntioned in it."

Sixty-eight, giving them to Qin’s Mom, He’s Daddy, relatives, friends, and those who appeared in the book would need at least a dozen copies, which would be six hundred and eighty. Getting free books from the company to save this six hundred and eighty for ribs would allow Teacher He to enjoy many als, absolutely delicious.

"I’m going now. I’ll take a day off tomorrow. A friend’s child is having their full-moon celebration, and they’ve arranged a few tables. I need to go there."

"Okay."

Qin Guanglin stuffed the book into his bag, carried the bag downstairs, but didn’t head straight ho. Instead, he drove towards Shengtian Square.

The place he lives now is very close to He Fang’s school. Since moving in, he seldom went to pick her up after classes. Often, he was still at work while He Fang had already walked ho, even buying groceries on the way to start cooking.

Upon arriving at Shengtian Square, he parked the car, got out, and headed directly to the nearby jewelry store. He had been thinking about what to gift for Xiao Yu’s child’s full-moon celebration. Giving a too generous cash gift could make others uncomfortable, and Xiao Yu wouldn’t be pleased to receive it privately. After a lot of thought, a gift for the baby seed best.

A small gold rooster would take over ten thousand to make, but thinking it over, he felt a rooster wasn’t quite right. After pondering and looking around in the jewelry store, he finally decided to custom order a small longevity lock, costing over ten thousand, taking more than half a month to make, and today he just ca to collect it.

With the item in hand, he opened the gift box to inspect it—quite exquisite, giving both face and value. He casually discarded the gift box, keeping only a small bag to wrap it and placed it in his bag, then drove ho.

He Fang was almost done with cooking. He went straight in, washed his hands, and started to eat as soon as she brought over the soup.

"Xiao Yu’s child has their full-moon celebration tomorrow; are we going together?"

"Of course, we are going together."

"Have you prepared the red envelope? Hmm, I just forgot to buy so red envelopes on the way." Qin Guanglin slapped his head, as it wouldn’t work to just stuff so bills, although they were red, they weren’t festive enough.

He Fang chuckled, "Why not transfer it via WeChat?"

"Don’t ss around... the formality matters. Let’s look for places selling red envelopes during our walk later."

Qin Guanglin took this seriously; red envelopes had to be wrapped appropriately—it was his good buddy’s occasion, and he must handle it properly.

"No need, I’ve prepared so, there’s a stack in the study, just go and take them," He Fang paused then added, "And stuff in the money yourself."

"Didn’t you withdraw more cash?" Qin Guanglin suddenly rembered he didn’t have enough, and most of it were old bills.

Although scanning to pay was convenient in this information age, it beca a hassle at tis like these.

"Why withdraw so much?"

"Then let’s find an ATM during our walk later, and I’ll withdraw so money."

After speaking, Qin Guanglin thought for a mont, put down his bowl, and walked to the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" He Fang asked.

"Putting my bank card in first, else I might forget it after eating and washing dishes." He ca out waving his bank card at He Fang, "It’d be troubleso to co back for it later."

"..."

After dinner, Qin Guanglin tidied up the table but didn’t rush for a walk. Instead, he pulled He Fang, who was waiting at the door, to sit on the sofa, announcing that he had sothing to tell her.

He Fang looked suspiciously at him; the fool often surprised her with so inexplicable surprises, and she had to be cautious, "What is it?"

"Dada dada da!"

Qin Guanglin, with flying colors, pulled his hand out of the bag, waving his physical book in front of her, "How about it?! Surprised?"

"Wow! When did you write a book?" He Fang grabbed his hand and focused on the cover, her eyes filVCld with joy.

"Not yet... It will be published next year. This is a sample Chen Rui got in advance."

Qin Guanglin solemnly handed the book to her, "The first copy, I’ve already signed it, kept for your collection."

The first book He Fang had, she signed and gave to him, and this was the joy of sharing.

He Fang opened the title page and saw, stood up to find a pen in the study, "No, I’m also signing my na."

"Then I’ll sign my na in your book too!"

Qin Guanglin shouted back, then added, "Sign it and bring it here; I’ll need to use it again tomorrow."