The next morning, Qin Huairu and Silly Zhu came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, with a happy smile on their faces, holding two small notebooks in their hands, which were the marriage certificates they had just handled.

Qin Huairu smiled: "Silly Zhu, the two of us are still married." ”

Silly Zhu's expression was beautiful, and he said with a smile: "In the future, you will be my daughter-in-law hahaha." ”

Before making a gesture to kiss him, Qin Huairu hurriedly pushed him away, looked around cautiously, and said angrily: "You can't wait? It's not like I haven't kissed before. ”

"That's different, it used to be sneaky, but now it can grow up brightly." Silly Zhu took her hand, walked around the street, and bought Qin Huairu a beautiful new dress.

Qin Huairu hadn't bought new clothes for many years, and at this time, she was beaming with joy in her new clothes, standing in front of the mirror, turning in circles and admiring the new clothes on her body, and she couldn't get enough of it.

Silly Zhu hugged Qin Huairu's shoulders and said to Qin Huairu in the mirror: "My daughter-in-law is so beautiful. ”

Qin Huairu smiled happily, she hadn't laughed like this in many years.

Because he had to hold a banquet in the evening, after eating at noon, Silly Zhu took Qin Huairu to Pigeon City to buy ingredients.

Silly Zhu, as a gentleman in the capital, had the best face, and when he bought vegetables, he couldn't pull his face down to bargain with those old ladies who sold vegetables, and he couldn't do such a thing as fighting for a few cents.

But for Qin Huairu, she is very sensitive to price, and in order to save money by buying the same thing, she can go from one end of the pigeon market to the other, ask the price from stall to stall, and find the cheapest one.

So when I was shopping for vegetables in the afternoon, basically the stupid pillar followed Qin Huairu, watching her bargain, watching her pick and weigh, and the stupid pillar only needed to pay for it.

When Silly Zhu and Qin Huairu returned to the courtyard, they began to tidy up the house, and prepared the meals they were going to make, so that they could directly turn on the fire to cook at night.

The wedding wine was quickly eaten, and Qin Huairu cleaned up for more than half an hour before tidying up the table.

He Daqing went back to the house early to lie down, Silly Zhu sat on the chair, and Qin Huairu brought him a cup of tea, "Headache, right?" Drink some tea to sober up. ”

"Okay." Silly Zhu picked up the cup and took a sip in a daze, then put the water cup down, watching Qin Huairu busy cleaning up the housework, his heart was happy.

This is his wish since he was a child, he has a virtuous wife, he is responsible for making money outside, he can eat a hot meal when he comes home, and the clothes that are not dirty at home are all washed by her, and the chairs and benches are neatly placed, clean and clean, and he feels comfortable looking at it.

Silly Zhu has always wanted to live a simple life with his wife and children on the hot kang, and after going through so much, this time he finally got what he wanted.

He Jie had already fallen asleep at this point, Silly Zhu sat on the bed, and Qin Huairu got some warm water to wash his feet.

Silly Zhu enjoyed this kind of care very much, and watched Qin Huairu love it more and more.

There was nothing to say all night, early the next morning, Qin Huairu Silly Zhu had breakfast together and went to work, and in the afternoon, Qin Huairu took a half-day leave with Silly Zhu on her back and went to the hospital, she planned to take off the ring.

If she remarries with a stick terrier, she will never give birth to a child for Silly Zhu, because Silly Zhu has a biological son, she will definitely snub the stick terrier, but now that the stick terrier is gone, Qin Huairu doesn't have to worry about this.

……

Ten months later, Wu Mengmeng gave birth to a son and gave birth to a son, which made Yu Manju very happy.

He carefully carried the wrapped baby into the sun, and raised it above his head.

Wu Mengmeng had just given birth to a child, and asked weakly, "What are you doing here?" ”

Yu Manju replied: "There is a custom in our hometown, the newborn child should be held under the sun to take a photo, and the shadow will appear on the ground, and the shadow at this time is not called a shadow, but a soul, and you can know the fate of the child by looking at the depth of the soul." ”

Wu Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, let's take a look." ”

Yu Manju looked at it for a while, and Wu Mengmeng asked again: "How is it?" ”

"Ho, this kid is in a bad spirit."

Wu Mengmeng hurriedly said: "You said that the depth of the soul is related to the fate of the child, then he ......."

Yu Manju said indifferently: "That's all feudal superstition, I can't believe it." ”

Wu Mengmeng said to name the child.

Yu Manju pondered for a moment, "It's called Yu Qian, how about it?" ”

Wu Mengmeng felt that the name was okay, but he didn't object.

……

An aunt also gave birth to a child, still a boy, Yi Zhonghai was very excited, he finally had a son in his fifties, God opened his eyes, and he didn't let him die.

returned to the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai held his son and showed off when he saw people, and his mouth was never closed.

"Congratulations, Lao Yi, have you named your child?" Yan Fugui asked.

Yi Zhonghai said happily: "It's up, it's called Yi Xiaochuan." ”

"Hey, this kid looks really gratifying, you two are blessed, grow up well, and you don't have to worry about who will provide for you."

"That's it." Yi Zhonghai smiled happily, he was in a very good mood, and no one could compare to the weight of his own son.

Yan Fugui continued: "And you don't have to worry that you will be old in a few years and will not be able to take care of the child, you still have Yi Dashan, he is eight years older than this child, in another ten years, you will be sixty-two, Yi Dashan will be eighteen years old, and it will be just right to take this younger brother." ”

"yes, yes." Yi Zhonghai was happy on the surface, but he was worried in his heart.

After all, with his own son, looking at the adopted Yi Dashan, it is not as pleasing to the eye as before.

Yi Dashan is a kid in his eyes, although his current conduct is good, who can guarantee that he will always be like this in the future?

Yi Zhonghai's position in the rolling mill is only one, which can only be inherited by one person, Yi Dashan is older, and he should inherit it, but he inherited the station, so what should Yi Xiaochuan do?

Moreover, if Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Yi are gone one day, how will the family property be divided? Yi Xiaochuan is eight years younger than Yi Dashan, when Yi Dashan grows up, Yi Xiaochuan is still a child, if Yi Dashan is greedy, Yi Xiaochuan doesn't let him bully?

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai's joy of having a son rushed a lot, and he said goodbye to Yan Fugui and returned home.

Yi Dashan hadn't finished school yet, Yi Zhonghai sat on the chair, quietly thinking about how to ensure Yi Xiaochuan's interests.

No matter how good an adopted son is, it can't compare to his own son.

Yi Zhonghai thought of many ways, but he never found a reliable one, either he couldn't get through, or he was ruined.

Forget it, don't think about it for now, Yi Zhonghai stood up.

An aunt is watching the children at home, and Yi Zhonghai goes to the pigeon market to buy some meat and eggs to celebrate.

He walked out of the gate of the courtyard, walked through two streets, and suddenly heard the cry of a child not far away.

Yi Zhonghai immediately ran over.