Since they didnât have to go to work or school, and spent half the night in intimacy, Xinyan and He Jinxuan slept until they woke up naturally.
By the time they got up, everyone else had already had breakfast.
Gu Wanqing was playing with her son in the living room of the front courtyard when she saw her daughter and son-in-law enter: "Aunt Li and Uncle Li have gone out for some errands. Your food is in the kitchen."
Xinyan took her younger brother from Gu Wanqingâs arms: "How about going out with your sister today?"
Little Han Chaojun planted a loving kiss on his sisterâs face: "Yes."
Gu Wanqing looked at her two little ones with a gentle smile: "Youâre visiting your master today, so itâs better not to take him."
But as soon as she said this, little Han Chaojun protested: "Go, go, must go with sister."
Xinyan burst into laughter: "Look at how anxious my little Junjun is, he can even say four words in a row!"
Thinking about the little guyâs birthday coming up soon, she turned to He Jinxuan: "Make sure to bring back some wood later, Iâll find some carpenters to make some toys for Junjun. This needs to be done quickly."
Old Madam Gu walked in: "If you need carpenters, go to the Wang family at the street corner. Their craftsmanship has been passed down for three generations."
He Jinxuan chimed in: "Iâll contact someone immediately. Before the year ended, the transport team helped someone else move a batch of wood, and I asked the driver to bring some extra back. I planned to use them to make some office desks at the beginning of this year, but Iâll spare you some."
Old Madam Gu, thinking the two would also head to the Du Family, said: "Alright, you two better hurry up and eat, donât be late."
Obediently, Xinyan prepared to put the little guy down, but he stubbornly clung to her, refusing to let his feet touch the ground: "No, just want sister."
Hearing the little fellow string four words together again, Xinyan excitedly said: "My little Junjun, youâre so amazing! Youâve improved so quickly today. Fine, you can go with sister today; after all, you have your brother-in-lawâs shoulders to ride on."
Gu Wanqing playfully scolded: "Youâre the one taking on the responsibility, and you just hand it off to Jinxuan? Is that any way to do things?"
Xinyan glanced at He Jinxuan with a smile: "Just practicing taking care of kids."
After saying that, she lowered her head.
But her words put He Jinxuan in a great mood, and he couldnât help but think of the night before, his face blushing instantly.
Xinyan carried Junjun outside: "Junjun, sister will have a slide built for you in the backyard. Then you can play with other kids, okay?"
Little Han Chaojun tilted his head in confusion: "Whatâs a âhuadiâ?"
Xinyan laughed at her brotherâs baby-talk: "Not âhuadiâ, itâs a slide. Youâll understand once the carpenter makes it."
As Xinyan was heading to the dining room, He Jinxuan made a phone call: "Hello, Brother Zhang, could you send some wood from our warehouse to the Gu Familyâs old house? Itâs urgent."
Brother Zhang, who was on the other end, was a retired veteran. Having injured his leg, he couldnât do heavy work. Although the government provided subsidies, he had three sons to support and a wife in poor health, so he could only do light work at home, making it financially burdening.
After He Jinxuan started his small transport team, he hired Brother Zhang to manage the warehouse.
Hearing it was He Jinxuan, Brother Zhang replied: "Got it, Iâll have someone deliver it right away."
After hanging up, he headed to the dining room.
Meanwhile, the little guy sipped a few more mouthfuls of porridge, got off the chair, took Old Madam Guâs hand, and looked at Xinyan: "Sister, Iâm playing, waiting for you."
Xinyan waved at him: "Alright, go ahead; Iâll call you when I leave."
But the little guy, afraid of being forgotten, stayed in the courtyard, glancing toward the dining room as he played, looking incredibly adorable.
Suddenly, an idea struck Xinyan: with her learning ability, even if she had a baby now, it probably wouldnât have much impact on her studies. She couldnât help but smile at this thought.
He Jinxuan placed a steamed dumpling on her plate: "What are you thinking about, looking so happy?"
Xinyan picked up the dumpling and casually said: "If uncles and nephews grow up together, their relationship should be strong, right?"
Hearing this, He Jinxuanâs heart raced: "Yanyan, are you serious?"
But then Xinyan replied: "Just kidding."
He Jinxuan, holding his chopsticks, paused and kept his eyes fixed on Xinyan.
Xinyan playfully glared at him: "Snap out of it, really have no self-control."