"Thought it through? I think you went to think it through with a female celebrity!" Mr. Yang's anger flared, and he actually started hitting her. Chaos erupted. Qi Xiaoyan didn't dare fight back and could only endure the beating. Yang Wei, watching anxiously, quickly protected Professor Qi's head, afraid her father would really beat him senseless, and the government might come after their family.
"Dad! What will happen to my baby if you kill him?!"
One sentence turned the whole situation around, leaving Yang's parents looking at her in astonishment. Yang Ming, sitting on the small sofa to the side, twitched her lips. "My sister's really going all out," she thought, "watching several TV dramas to come up with this method?"
Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered: "What kind of child are you carrying? Do you think I'd believe such nonsense?"
"Really? I've already thought of a name, Qi Juanbao!" Yang Wei opened her bag and rummaged through the contents. "Look, this is the hospital certificate, this is the medicine the doctor prescribed for me, which I take every day, and this is the pregnancy handbook the nurse gave me."
She dumped all the odds and ends on the table. Yang's mother stared at the table for a while, then looked up in surprise, delight, and confusion: "Baby, are you really pregnant? But didn't you two get divorced? When did this happen?"
Yang Wei touched the tip of her nose, a little embarrassed: "Um... it's just that I got drunk once..."
"What!" Mr. Yang jumped up again and went to hit Professor Qi. "You little rascal! You took advantage of my daughter while she was drunk again! Even after the divorce, you still don't know how to behave yourself. I'll beat you to death today!"
Yang Wei, while protecting Qi Xiaoyan, said, "Dad, can't you be a little more civilized? Can't you talk things out properly?"
"I have nothing to say to him! I don't care what rare animal he is!"
Mr. Yang's blows weren't light, and Qi Xiaoyan quickly pulled Yang Wei away, protecting her behind her: "Baby, stand aside, or I'll really hit you."
Seeing this, Mrs. Yang quickly pulled Mr. Yang back, saying, "Sigh, you're already in your forties, how can you still act like Ming'er! Do you really want something to happen to Weiwei before you're happy!"
Mr. Yang angrily withdrew his hand, stood there catching his breath for several moments, and then frowned as he looked at Yang Wei: "Are you really going to call him Qi Juanbao?"
Author's Note: Special thanks to: lestat, the little angel who threw a landmine; to protect innocence for a lifetime; the little princess's rose; the little angel who threw a landmine; the little princess's rose; the little angel who threw a landmine. Thank you for the landmine, little angel, mwah! Professor Qi is truly remarkable _(:з」∠)_
46
After Yang Wei repeatedly stated that Juanbao was just a nickname, the family finally sat down for lunch.
At the dinner table, Yang's mother kept putting food on Yang Wei's plate and reminded her and Qi Xiaoyan of some things pregnant women should pay attention to. Yang's father ate his meal in silence, occasionally letting out a snort when his gaze met Qi Xiaoyan's. Yang Ming ate while observing Qi Xiaoyan. He thought Professor Qi was just a dull professor, but he didn't expect him to know how to make steamed buns. Now his father couldn't disagree even if he wanted to.
But then again, does this mean he's going to be an uncle? Juanbao... that sounds pretty cute.
After dinner, Yang's mother went to wash up, and Yang's father called Qi Xiaoyan into the study alone, seemingly preparing for a conversation between men. Yang Wei was a little worried, but Qi Xiaoyan ruffled her hair and reassured her, "At worst, he'll just beat me up again, it's okay."
Yang Wei: "..."
Professor Qi probably doesn't know that his father practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) when he was young.
When Qi Xiaoyan entered the study, Mr. Yang was sitting behind his desk, with a cup of Pu'er tea he had brought that day brewing on it. Mr. Yang asked him to sit down, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Did you remarry Yang Wei for the sake of the child?"
Qi Xiaoyan denied it, saying, "No, even without Juanbao, I would still remarry her. Of course, with Juanbao, I would remarry her even more."
Mr. Yang's eyebrows twitched: "Then why did you two have to get a divorce in the first place?"
"I think Yang Wei also told you that because we didn't have an emotional foundation, we only discovered many problems after we got married, and we felt that our personalities were incompatible..."
Mr. Yang scoffed and interrupted him: "So, you think your personalities are compatible now?"
“Now we will try our best to work things out.” Qi Xiaoyan paused for a moment, her tone resolute. “Before, we both lacked patience and experience and didn’t know how to manage a marriage. But this time, I really want to go all the way with Yang Wei. I hope you can trust me one more time.”
Mr. Yang looked at him for a moment, then picked up the tea on the table and took a sip: "Weiwei has been spoiled by me and her mother since she was little. Although she has a little temper sometimes, she is definitely not unruly. You are a man, her husband, and now the father of the baby in her belly. It is only right that you give in to her more."
"I will."
Mr. Yang nodded: "Alright then, I also hope you can make it to the end."
In the living room, Yang Ming leaned against Yang Wei and smiled at her: "Sister, I didn't expect you to be so open-minded, getting pregnant before marriage."
Yang Wei: "..."
If it weren't for the fact that she's pregnant with Juanbao, she would definitely give him a good beating.
Yang Ming raised an eyebrow at her: "You look like you want to beat me up? Don't forget, you haven't been able to beat me since I was in elementary school."
Yang Wei: "..."
I miss those days when I would pin my younger brother down and beat him until he cried.
She smiled at Yang Ming, a hint of sympathy in her eyes: "Now that I'm remarried, all of my mother's enthusiasm can only be poured into you. You... take good care of yourself."
Yang Ming: "..."
As the two were talking, Qi Xiaoyan came out of the study. Yang Wei stood up, walked over, and looked him over a few times: "Are you alright?"
"How dare you ask such a question? Do you think I'd eat him?" Yang's father followed Qi Xiaoyan out, giving Yang Wei a disapproving look while muttering, "Girls grow up and leave home."
Yang Wei smiled ingratiatingly at him, then pulled Qi Xiaoyan along, saying, "Dad, we also signed up for a parenting training course this afternoon. Let's go to class now."
Hearing her words, Yang's mother poked her head out from the kitchen: "Parenting training class? Is it the kind that teaches how to take care of a baby?"
"Hmm, you've heard of it too?"
"Yeah, it's quite popular now. You guys should go and learn it well!"
"Okay," Yang Wei replied, and left with Qi Xiaoyan. Once in the car, she finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew, I finally got my dad out of there." She glanced at Qi Xiaoyan; there was a small red mark on his forehead, probably from when her father hit him earlier.
Yang Wei raised her hand and touched his forehead, asking, "Does it hurt?"
Qi Xiaoyan shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."
Yang Wei tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "A kiss will make it better." As she spoke, she leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.
Qi Xiaoyan was slightly taken aback, then pointed to her lips and said, "It seems like I'm injured here too."
Yang Wei chuckled and pecked him on the lips: "Are you done?"
"Not yet." Qi Xiaoyan finished speaking, then cupped the back of Yang Wei's head and kissed her lips. Afraid that Yang Wei would get tired if she stayed in this position for too long, he only kissed her lightly for a while before letting go.
Yang Wei sat back down in her seat, a little out of breath. Qi Xiaoyan helped her fasten her seatbelt and said beside her, "There's still a lot to do."
Yang Wei winked at him: "Like what?"
"I'll find some time next week to complete the remarriage procedures, and I also need to inform my parents." After saying that, Qi Xiaoyan started the car and drove towards the training center.
The parents attending the training course were all young people around their age. The classroom was spacious, unlike the kind in schools where desks and chairs were everywhere. Inside was a lovely hall with equipment neatly arranged.
The teacher was a woman who looked to be in her thirties, dressed very intellectually, somewhat like a TV talk show host. Everyone stood in pairs, and the teaching assistant came over to help distribute the fake bellies that were wrapped around their waists.
Today's first lesson is to let all the expectant fathers experience the pain of pregnancy.
Yang Wei looked at Qi Xiaoyan, dressed in a suit and tie, but with a bulging belly around his waist, and couldn't stop laughing: "Mr. Qi, how many months pregnant are you?"
She patted her fake belly and took out her phone to take a picture of Qi Xiaoyan. Qi Xiaoyan quickly confiscated her phone, so Yang Wei couldn't take a picture, but she still diligently mocked his appearance. The expectant mothers around them were also laughing non-stop, while many of the fathers were lamenting how heavy their bellies were.
The teaching assistant threw a small ball at the feet of each parent, and the teacher looked at them with a smile and said, "Now, dads, please pick up the balls on the ground."
Bending over with a large belly is very inconvenient, and the fathers' clumsy movements amused the ladies around them. One impatient man tripped and fell quite badly due to excessive force. The teacher walked over to him, smiled, and said, "Sir, your water may have broken."
Another burst of laughter erupted in the classroom, and the man, his ears slightly red, scrambled to his feet. Professor Qi's movements were also very slow, but with his profound understanding of the principles of mechanics and equilibrium, he perfectly retrieved the ball from the ground.
After all the expectant fathers picked up the balls from the ground, the teacher gave them another challenge: tying their shoelaces.
This action is no less difficult than picking up something that has fallen on the ground, but normally, it's not a big deal for most men.
"Does it seem difficult?" the teacher said, admiring their struggle with the shoelaces. "I hope you can understand the physical and psychological changes your wives are going through at this stage, and be more understanding and tolerant of them than usual."
After Qi Xiaoyan took off the fake belly wrapped around her waist, Yang Wei was still laughing beside her: "Juanjuan, you were so funny just now. I should have brought a DV camera to record it and show it to Juanbao."
Qi Xiaoyan really wanted to ruffle her carefully combed hair into a bird's nest, but she managed to restrain herself. The teacher had just said not to argue with a pregnant woman.
Afterwards, under the teacher's guidance, they learned how to change diapers and bathe the child, and that concluded today's lessons. Everyone was exhausted after a long afternoon, but Qi Xiaoyan still insisted on driving Yang Wei home to cook dinner herself.
While waiting for dinner in the living room, Yang Wei picked up a book from the table and started reading. It was a book Qi Xiaoyan had bought earlier, mainly about how pregnant women should manage their emotions. In the bedroom, there were also a bunch of books such as "How Pregnant Women Can Exercise Properly," "100 Tips for Prenatal Education," and "Mommy's Nutritional Recipes," all bought by Qi Xiaoyan. Yang Wei suspected he had bought every book on the shelf with "pregnancy" or "motherhood" in the title.
A cup of tea was placed on the table, but the tea leaves were strangely shaped; Yang Wei had never seen anything like them before. Holding a book in her hands, she looked up at Qi Xiaoyan and asked, "What is this?"
Qi smiled and said, "The tea grown on a friend's farm is free of harmful substances and rich in various trace elements, making it especially suitable for pregnant women."
Yang Wei picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said, "You have friends like this?"
"Yes, he gave me quite a bit. You can drink it slowly," Qi Xiaoyan said, then went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Yang Wei put down her book and followed him into the kitchen, glancing inside. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Make wontons."
Yang Wei walked to his side, looking down at the minced meat in the bowl and the pile of shrimp shells next to it: "Shrimp filling?"
"Hmm, shrimp and seaweed..."
"It's rich in trace elements," Yang Wei interrupted before he could finish. Qi Xiaoyan smiled slightly, glanced at her, and continued wrapping wontons. Yang Wei washed her hands in the sink next to her and picked up a piece of dough: "Let me help you wrap them."
"No."
"Don't be so polite with me, this little job won't tire me out."
"I'm just worried that your wrapping will look too ugly."
Yang Wei: "..."
She dipped her finger into a little flour from the small bowl and quickly smeared it on Qi Xiaoyan's left cheek. Seeing his face now a mess of flour, Yang Wei laughed happily. Just as she was laughing heartily, Qi Xiaoyan also used his finger to draw a cross on her face.
Yang Wei, with a smile playing on her lips, looked at Qi Xiaoyan with dissatisfaction: "Did you waste your afternoon class? The teacher said we should be tolerant and understanding of pregnant women and take care of their emotions."
"I think you look much better now than before. Do you want to look in the mirror?" Qi Xiaoyan said seriously. Yang Wei frowned and went to grab the bowl next to her, trying to pour all the flour in the bowl onto his head.
Qi Xiaoyan moved the bowl away before she could react, and Yang Wei, her plan thwarted, immediately opened her mouth to bite him. Qi Xiaoyan grabbed her hands and pulled her into his arms, not daring to use too much force, but Yang Wei still couldn't break free. When she angrily raised her head to tell Qi Xiaoyan to let her go, she realized that their current position was somewhat ambiguous.
Qi Xiaoyan looked down at her for a while, his gaze softening. He lowered his head slightly and kissed Yang Wei's lips. He didn't know if it was his own feelings that had changed, or if Yang Wei had really become more beautiful after becoming pregnant, but lately he had a strong urge to kiss her.
The person in his arms was soft and sweet to kiss. The thought of their child inside her made him want to give her the best of everything in the world.
The two kissed for a long time in the kitchen. Yang Wei felt that if they didn't stop, Professor Qi would lose control, so she slightly increased the distance between them: "If we don't make wontons soon, we won't have dinner."
Qi Xiaoyan's eyes were filled with undisguised affection. He closed his eyes and kissed her lips again before letting go of her: "Wipe your face clean first, little kitten."
"You're no different." Yang Wei wiped her face with the back of her hand, then added another stroke to Qi Xiaoyan's face. This time, Qi Xiaoyan didn't argue with her and lowered her head to wrap her wontons.
Author's Note: Special thanks to: Yuzu. A little angel threw a landmine (lestat), a little angel threw a landmine (Jerair), a little angel threw a grenade. To all the evil little angels, mwah! (づ￣3￣)づ╭? —— Tomorrow is May Day, wishing everyone a happy May Day…
47
After dinner is the usual time for a walk. Many residents in the community take a stroll at this time, and there are also many elderly people playing with their grandchildren in the community.
Looking at the children jumping and playing on the lawn, Yang Wei said to Qi Xiaoyan beside her, "Juanbao will definitely be cuter than them in the future."
Qi Xiaoyan chuckled softly upon hearing this, but offered no comment.
They encountered a couple taking a walk; the wife was also pregnant, appearing to be seven or eight months along. Yang Wei looked at her, then at her own still-flat stomach, and her brow furrowed slightly: "Juanjuan, will I end up like that someday?"