Chapter 1834 - 1814:
After carefully examining Qin Nuan’s tight and flat belly, Qian Xi nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, there’s no scar left. Why don’t you ever refuse him? What if something happens?"
Qin Nuan pouted: "How do you know I didn’t refuse?"
"Then you..."
"But Big Brother said it’s also for your future consideration. If you get injured in the future, he can perform surgery more skillfully, right?" Qin Nuan said earnestly.
Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched as she looked seriously at Qin Nuan: "Skillfully removing my appendix? But how do you know I’ll be injured in the belly? You’re really easily fooled..."
"Thinking back now, I do feel a bit silly. With Di Jun around, what’s it got to do with him? Not everyone is like Cong Ying, needing to remove rotten tissue or something." Qin Nuan sighed, then mysteriously added, "But if possible, maybe your Second Sister-in-Law and Third Sister-in-Law should try it too. I feel like all the postpartum complications are gone." Such as organs being compressed, or the pelvis widening, have all disappeared. Now, looking in the mirror at my figure, it’s just like before I got married.
No more annoying stretch marks or slightly unnatural belly skin.
"Hm hm, considering this, you should pamper him a bit, give him some good food. I have to be the bad cop, it’s really getting out of hand, and neither Big Brother nor Fourth Brother are stopping him." Luo Qianqian was furious, still unable to accept it.
"Big Brother... almost got circumcised..." Qin Nuan said awkwardly: "And your Fourth Brother had it worse, almost got my Big Brother to perform hemorrhoid surgery... though he doesn’t even have them."
"When is Big Brother Qin coming back?" Luo Qianqian was at a loss for words, feeling as if Forget Worries Tea House was full of turmoil when she wasn’t around...
"I guess in the next couple of days. I’ve written a letter to complain back home." Qin Nuan pouted: "Your Fourth Brother wouldn’t let me write it."
"Write it, girls need to be pampered. If anything happens, I’ve got your back." Luo Qianqian encouraged her without hesitation, jokingly, as if postpartum depression was a joke?
Although, it always seemed difficult for Qin Nuan to get depressed... after all, every day was too leisurely for her.
"Luo Shiqi, can you not lead my wife astray?" Luo Yanran walked into the room speechlessly, watching Qin Nuan getting dressed and giving Luo Qianqian a warning look: "Complaining, do you think this is kids fooling around? Complaining now, that’s..."
"Don’t bully my sister." Qin Nuan, dressed, glanced sideways at Luo Yanran: "My sister is protecting me, why are you stirring things up? We vent and move on, but you’re making me really want to write it."
Luo Yanran was dumbfounded, are you all so fickle now? Can you be less unreliable, dear?
Can’t do that, dear.
Luo Qianqian also looked at Luo Yanran aggrievedly: "Fourth Brother, you don’t love me anymore, I’m going to tell Second Uncle!"
"What’s going on, what’s going on?" Luo Yanhai rushed over, looking alarmed. Seeing Luo Yanran holding a spatula, he frowned and shouted at Luo Yanran: "Did you burn Shiqi?"
Luo Yanran: "???" Burn? They’re three to five meters apart, is this a remote burn?
"Big Brother... I’m protesting..." Luo Qianqian was also both amused and annoyed, suddenly understanding Luo Yanran’s frequent grievances.
This simply left no room for discussion; it was all Luo Yanran’s fault...
At a glance, it seemed there was nothing wrong with him seeing her as a little Overlord.
"Protest? Protest what? Didn’t like lunch?" Luo Yanhai frowned, then looked at Qin Nuan with an apologetic expression: "And, Fourth Sister-in-Law, I’m sorry we couldn’t stop your brother’s incident..."
Qin Nuan quickly shook her head: "It’s okay, Big Brother, I came out fine, and even had a blessing in disguise, didn’t I? It’s okay."
Blessing in disguise? What blessing?
Luo Yanhai looked puzzled.
But seeing the blush on Qin Nuan’s face, he couldn’t bring himself to ask.
"Alright, Big Brother, Fourth Brother, you two go be busy, just let us two chat." Luo Qianqian was also helpless.
Luo Yanran clapped his hand to his forehead: "No, I was looking for the barbecue sauce. We don’t usually use it, but we’re using more today, and it’s not enough."
And over on He Wenyu’s side, he felt bad interrupting...
Luo Qianqian silently took out two big packs of sauce.
"Oh, Mo is back, I just came to call you." Luo Yanhai was also innocent-looking.
Actually, he came in because he heard Luo Qianqian call, but as for Mo, he’s still on the way back, but he’ll be here soon.
"Mo is back? Let’s go, Sister-in-Law." Luo Qianqian quickly pulled Qin Nuan out of the courtyard, only to see Di Jun, looking tearful, clutching his chest and looking at He Wenyu... while hugging Zhang Sheng.
Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched: "Fourth Sister-in-Law, go help Fourth Brother, I’ll go find Mo."
After all, the scene in the courtyard was practically asking for trouble.
Mo had just entered the Forget Worries Tea House, holding a bag of something.
"What did you bring?" Luo Qianqian quickly approached, curious.
"Food for rabbits." Mo replied naturally: "Do you want to try some too?"
Luo Qianqian was speechless, leading Mo to feed the rabbits, while Long Tu watched the two silently, as if he felt non-existent.
"Why does the atmosphere feel weird?" Mo glanced curiously at Di Jun, whispering.
Luo Qianqian pursed her lips: "This should count as... ’Youngsters don’t know the taste of worry, they pretend to worry just to write new poems’, right?"
However, a more suitable saying would be... Youngsters don’t know the taste of love, they feign love just for a lifetime of good food.
"..." Mo looked at Di Jun, shrugged, really unable to understand people nowadays.
Lunch, being with many people, was exceptionally bountiful, though Luo Qianqian and Qin Nuan only ate a little, as the atmosphere at the table was... peculiar.
And in the afternoon, Mo decisively took Luo Qianqian away to refine elixir, and the most suitable place, naturally, was... the cave for contemplating past mistakes.
Since it was a rather relaxed trip, Luo Qianqian decisively brought the rabbits and bird eggs she bought, after all... Lin Jiayou, the new dad, simply wouldn’t allow Lin Nianan to touch anything.
Yet Lin Nianan’s voice turned hoarse from crying.
Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but speculate, this must be because it’s the first child, right?
It’s said that raising the first child is an intensive affair, wanting to sun the bedding every day, and even needing distilled water to drink. Such children tend to be fragile like porcelain dolls and easily get sick.
Whereas the second child is raised like a pig, with the only benefit of being... healthy, although dirty enough to be despised.
But since they’re not her children, she can’t meddle too much and can only take care of her own first.