At nine o'clock in the evening, Teacher Chu came back from preaching and receiving his karma.
Yang Guizhi, who had just finished watching TV, had gone back to the house to lie down, while Xiao Ni was playing with her birds in the main room.
“Quack, quack…”
The door was pushed open at this time, and the sound made by some rusty door shafts was a little penetrating and a little harsh, scaring the birds in the cage to follow. Flapping up.
Even Chu Heng, who had just entered the door, was shocked.
"What's going on with this door? There was no movement when I left at night?" He clasped his ears in discomfort, grabbed the door and pushed and pulled it a few more times. The creaking sound was like a female ghost calling for spring.
"I don't know what's going on. I just watched TV and went to the latrine when there was this movement." Ni Yinghong put down the bird cage in her hand and turned to look at her husband who was still shaking the door. She said softly: "You should think of a way quickly. The sky is creaking loudly. Don't scare these birds anymore."
"It's probably because of the rain." It’s rusty, let me try to put some oil on it.”
Chu Heng shook the door a few more times, then went back to the sewing machine to get a small iron oil bottle containing sewing machine oil. He sprayed a little on the door shaft, and then waited for more than half a minute. After the oil seeped into the gap of the door shaft, he shook the door a few more times. It was not only smooth and moist, but also felt no resistance, and the abnormal noise disappeared.
“Done!”
He closed the door and walked to the east room carrying the oil can.
“You are so awesome.” Ni Yinghong looked at her with half-truth and half-false admiration, her eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled.
This is what she learned from Aunt Sun some time ago. Men are very vain, and they have to praise them from time to time, so that he can work harder.
She has also practiced it, and it really works, um... in every aspect.
"Hey, how awesome is this? It's just a trivial matter." Chu Heng, who was praised, curled his lips nonchalantly, but his chin was raised a few degrees insignificantly.
A few moments.
After delivering the oil can, he came out, ran to his wife and sat down beside him, hugged her gently from behind, gently stroked her bulging belly with his broad palm, and said softly: "How do you feel today? Has the child moved?"
"When will he not move?" Ni Yinghong lowered her head, put her hand on the back of her husband's hand, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and her smile was full of motherliness. The brilliance of sex: "I start moving every day when it's time for dinner, but I'm on time."
"Haha, isn't it up to you? Two little greedy cats." Chu Heng stood up with a smile and bowed in front of his wife He lowered his body, put his face against her belly, listened attentively, and muttered: "Daughter, daddy is here to see you, move and show him."
"Touch!"
A small bump immediately formed on Xiao Ni's belly. Not only did she really understand, but she also thought he was noisy.
“Hey! It’s really moving!”
Chu Heng looked at his wife’s belly in surprise, smiling like an idiot.
"Bah, bah, bah, crow's mouth!"
Ni Yinghong quit, angrily kicked her peach blossom eyes, and said: "What daughter? Son, it must be a son, I am here I eat sour food every day!”
"Spit a few times and say son, hurry up!"
Even though Chu Heng has said over and over again that his daughter is fine, but because of the thoughts instilled by his family since he was a child and what people around him often say, , Xiao Ni’s obsession with the gender abnormality of the child in her belly can even be said to be an obsession, and she always murmurs that she is a son in her dreams. This shows how much pressure there is.
Chu Heng looked up at his wife helplessly and saw that her pretty face was tense, as if she was already a little angry. He quickly followed the words and said a few words of anger. After the birth, Xiao Ni's face turned from gloomy to clear, and he smiled again.
This made him a little worried. If he really gave birth to a girl later, his wife couldn't be depressed, right?
"Silly girl, I've told you so many times, as long as it's our son or my daughter's son, I'll be happy even if you give birth to a baby." Chu Heng pinched his daughter-in-law's pink face with pity.
“You still have a baby, what am I pregnant with?” Xiao Ni also knew that her husband didn’t want to put too much pressure on her, so in order to prevent him from worrying, she gave him a cute look and said, I stopped mentioning this topic and chatted with him for a while, then the two of them went back to the house to wash up.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Chu Heng helped his wife sit down by the bedside. Then he fetched a basin of warm water and started washing her feet.
“Oh, why are these feet even more swollen than yesterday?”
Take off Xiao Ni’s shoes and socks, and look at the white feet with serious edema, Chu Heng feels distressed Holding it in hand: "Can't you take a long vacation tomorrow? Will you go back to work after confinement?"
"Oh, it's nothing. How can you be so squeamish?" Xiao Ni took out his foot with a nonchalant expression, put it into the basin, and smiled: "When my mother was pregnant with Ni Yinghua, the swelling was much worse than mine. Don’t you want to work as usual?”
Chu Heng curled his lips and said, “That’s because my mother doesn’t have the conditions, so she wants to stop working, but what about this young man? It’s not like you can’t take leave from work. Just listen to me. I’ll go find Kant tomorrow. If you dare to disagree, just let him pack up and leave.” What's going to happen?"
But Xiao Ni said nothing. Chu Heng tried to persuade her for a while to no avail, but finally gave up and continued washing her feet with a sigh.
Not long after, Ni Yinghong finished washing her feet. Chu Heng poured the foot washing water and came back with a basin of warm water. He used a towel to apply hot compress to his wife's feet while massaging her feet.
Squeezing and squeezing, Xiao Ni, whose need for study became more intense after becoming pregnant, began to pant, her face turned bright red, and her eyes stared straight at her husband.
……
At one o’clock in the middle of the night.
Chu Heng climbed up from the bed with difficulty holding his waist. He carefully covered his wife with a quilt who was mumbling about having a son. After putting on clothes rustlingly, he walked lightly. Come out of the house.
At this time, it was still raining outside, and the rustling sound of falling raindrops seemed like countless people whispering in my ears. The newly spread branches of the trees in the distance swayed gently with the majestic wind, like an evil spirit with teeth and claws. Ghosts made this already deep midnight even more terrifying.
But Chu Heng was not afraid.
Who is he?
If we really talk about it, he should be regarded as an old ghost who traveled through time with his soul and succeeded in seizing his body. Not to mention this little movement, even if a ghost really jumped out to scare him, he would have to go there. Slap a few big dicks before leaving!
Soon.
Chu Heng came out of the house. Since he couldn't drive there, he put on a raincoat and came to the outside of the kitchen. He pushed out his wife's bicycle, quietly left Xiaolihua, and rushed towards the Qingyuan home. .
In Volgari, Mavericks and other young men who were sheltering from the rain in the car looked at the figure that flickered under the street lights and felt very puzzled.
It is still raining in the middle of the night, what is Mr. Chu going to do?
Looking for a woman again?