"Don't worry, old man. By the way, old man, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. This year is the same as the previous rules, let the relatives in the family celebrate the New Year together?"
Every three years, the Fu family gathers all their relatives to celebrate the New Year, and this year is just the third year.
Mr. Fu thought for a while and shook his head, "Forget it this year, girl Qinglan can't bear the burden of being pregnant, Heng Yi is recovering from her injuries, and the family will make trouble when there are too many. Let's change it to next year."
"Okay, then I'll call them to inform them later." Aunt Zhao said.
Mr. Fu nodded, "Well, let's also ask Jingting, is she going to celebrate the New Year at Gu's house this year, or come back with Bo Wen for the New Year."
Aunt Zhao patted her head, "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot. Jingting called yesterday, saying that she and Bowen were at Gu's house this year for Chinese New Year, so she won't come back, and she will come back on the first day of the new year."
"Okay, then it's just a few of us who will get New Year's Eve this year."
"You guys are so boring for the New Year." Old Shen's voice came from outside the door, "It would be nice if our two families spent the New Year together, and it would be more lively if there were more people."
After thinking about it, Mr. Fu also said, "Old Shen, you have a good idea, so it's decided that the two families will celebrate the New Year together."
Old Master Shen came in, smiling, and Chu Yunrong came with him, "Where's Qinglan?"
"I'm resting." Aunt Zhao said.
Chu Yunrong handed the heat preservation box in her hand to Aunt Zhao, "This is what Sister Song stewed early in the morning for Heng Yi."
Aunt Zhao took it and put it in the kitchen.
Knowing that Shen Qinglan and Fu Hengyi were still resting inside, Chu Yunrong didn't go in to disturb them, so she spoke with the two old men in the living room.
When Shen Qinglan woke up, it was already ten in the evening. Fu Hengyi was reading a book. Shen Qinglan glanced at the title of the book - "100 Things Prospective Dads Should Know".
Seeing that she was awake, Fu Hengyi put the book aside, "Wake up, will you continue to sleep?"
Shen Qinglan shook her head, probably because she had slept for a long time, her brain was a little dizzy now, she reached out and rubbed her forehead, Fu Hengyi saw her frowning, and immediately became nervous, "Is there something uncomfortable?"
Seeing his nervous look, Shen Qinglan slightly hooked her lips, "Probably I slept too long, my head hurts a little, it's alright, I'll be fine in a while."
Hearing this, Fu Hengyi stretched out his hand and pulled Shen Qinglan up, "Sit up, I'll rub it for you."
Shen Qinglan adjusted his sitting position to make it easier for Fu Hengyi to do it. His strength was moderate, and Shen Qinglan couldn't help but closed his eyes, "Fu Hengyi, did you study it specifically?"
Fu Hengyi smiled slightly, "How do you know?"
Shen Qinglan opened her eyes, "Have you really learned?"
"Well." Fu Hengyi hummed, but didn't say what he learned, "Okay, get up and eat, you should be hungry after sleeping for so long."
Shen Qinglan was really hungry. He got up and got dressed first. He was about to help Fu Hengyi to the wheelchair. Fu Hengyi waved his hand, "Go and call Aunt Zhao in."
Shen Qinglan glanced at him sideways. Fu Hengyi was a proud person. Except for the doctor and her, he never wanted to ask others to help. Fu Hengyi smiled slightly, "Go and ask Aunt Zhao to come in and help."
Fu Hengyi is proud and doesn't want people to see himself as incompetent, but he is even more reluctant to make his pregnant wife work so hard.
"I can do it." Shen Qinglan said.
But Fu Hengyi insisted that she could only compromise and go out and ask Aunt Zhao to come in to help.
Aunt Zhao and Shen Qinglan helped Fu Hengyi to the wheelchair together, and then said, "Your mother and your grandfather came here in the afternoon, and they left without waking up after seeing you all afternoon."
Shen Qinglan paused slightly, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
Aunt Zhao said, "I knew that you must have had a bad rest last night, so I couldn't bear to wake you up."
Aunt Zhao pushed Fu Hengyi out, and Shen Qinglan thought about it, called her grandfather, and was relieved to know that there was nothing to do.
**
The end of the year is approaching. At this time in previous years, Fu Hengyi was still in the army and did not come back. This year, because of his injury, he had the opportunity to be at home as soon as possible.
Because I don't plan to invite relatives at home this year, I don't need too many new year goods. Aunt Zhao and Shen Qinglan discussed it, and they plan to go shopping with Chu Yunrong and the others.
"Qinglan, do you want to go together?" Aunt Zhao asked.
Shen Qinglan glanced at Fu Hengyi and shook his head, "I won't go. If I go, you have to take care of me, but it will be troublesome."
"Then I'll go first. If you think of anything to bring, call me."
"Row."
After Aunt Zhao went out, the two had nothing to do. Shen Qinglan looked at Fu Hengyi and suddenly said, "Fu Hengyi, you can be a model for me."
Fu Hengyi looked up at her, "Want to paint?"
Shen Qinglan nodded, "Well, I haven't written for a long time, and my hands are itchy."
"Okay, let's go to the studio?"
"No, it's in the living room, you wait for me, I'll take out the painting tools." Shen Qinglan said, then stood up and went to the studio.
After setting up the easel, Shen Qinglan pushed Fu Hengyi to the floor-to-ceiling window and shoved him a book, "Just sit here and read, just be natural."
Fu Hengyi glanced at the book Shen Qinglan gave him. It was a military book. He smiled and flipped through it casually. Next to him was a coffee table with a cup of tea on it, which was steaming.
Shen Qinglan took a deep look at him, lowered her head and started to paint, she rarely looked up at him, Fu Hengyi's face was deeply engraved in her mind, even with her eyes closed, she could draw him.
Fu Hengyi was still reading at the beginning, but after a while, his eyes fell on Shen Qinglan with a gentle look in his eyes.
Just as Mr. Fu came down from the upstairs, he saw such a warm and harmonious scene. The old man's face was full of smiles. He walked to the side and sat down and watched Shen Qinglan paint.
The doorbell rang, Shen Qinglan was about to open the door, and Mr. Fu waved his hand and stood up to open the door in person. The people who came were Shen Junyu and Wen Xiyao.
"Sister Xi Yao." Shen Qinglan called out and continued to lower her head to paint. Her work was almost finished.
It was the first time that Wen Xiyao saw Shen Qinglan painting. Together with Shen Junyu, they sat on the sofa and waited for Shen Qinglan to finish.
Shen Qinglan put down her paintbrush, and Wen Xiyao walked over to take a look, "No wonder the price of your paintings is so high, this realistic technique is more realistic than photos taken."
Most importantly, Shen Qinglan's paintings are full of emotions.
Shen Qinglan smiled slightly and asked Shen Junyu to move the painting aside to dry, "Why did Sister Xi Yao come here today, don't you have to go to work?" Today is not a weekend.
Wen Xiyao sat down on the sofa with a slightly lazy attitude, "I'm too tired recently, I'll take a leave of absence to rest at home today." Wen Xiyao glanced at Shen Qinglan's stomach and sighed, "You are younger than me. She's a few years old, and she's about to become a mother now."
Mr. Fu had already pulled Shen Junyu aside to play chess. Shen Qinglan suddenly approached Wen Xiyao and asked in a low voice, "When will Sister Xiyao give birth to a little nephew for me?"
Wen Xiyao's pretty face blushed, she stretched out her hand and squeezed Shen Qinglan's face, her strength was very light, "The mother is thick-skinned, and they all came to make fun of me."
Shen Qinglan looked straight at her, "You don't have that with my brother, right?"
Wen Xiyao didn't react at first, but after she understood what Shen Qinglan meant, her ears turned red. Shen Qinglan saw what she didn't understand, and sighed in her heart that her brother was too slow.
Seeing that Shen Qinglan was about to speak, Wen Xiyao covered her mouth, "I can warn you, don't say any more, or I'll tell your grandfather to go."
Her eyes were shy, Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't expect Wen Xiyao, a strong woman in the mall, to be an innocent girl in her heart.
With a slight smile, "Okay, I won't say it. By the way, Sister Xiyao, are you in the capital or Nancheng for the Chinese New Year this year?" Logically, Wen Xiyao and Shen Junyu are already engaged, so even if she wants to celebrate in the capital, it is reasonable.
"It has been discussed with your brother that I will go back to Nancheng this year." Wen Xiyao said that this year should be the last time she spends the New Year at home as a girl, and her parents hope she can go home.
Shen Qinglan thought about it too.
In the evening, Wen Xiyao and Shen Junyu naturally wanted to stay for dinner, but at night, an uninvited guest came to the house.
But Shen Junyu hadn't left yet. Seeing the person coming, the gentle smile on his face faded, "Are you here to find Lanlan?"
Shen Junze nodded, "Big brother, is Sister Qinglan here?"
Shen Junyu did not let Shen Junze enter the door, "If you are here for your company's business, you don't need to say anything. Grandpa has explained it to you before. You have also made your own choice. Come back now, no matter what you say. any meaning."
Shen Junze's expression was gloomy, and he didn't have the vigor of a young man at all. He exuded a decadent aura, "Brother, I'm not here to make trouble this time, but I sincerely apologize to Sister Qinglan."
Shen Qinglan saw that Shen Junyu went to open the door but did not come in. She walked over to take a look, and when she saw Shen Junze, her expression became lighter.
Shen Junze saw her, his eyes lit up, "Sister Qinglan."
Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows to look at him. She had known Shen Junze for so long, but it was the first time she heard such a willing "Sister Qinglan", "Look for me?" Fu Hengyi.
Shen Junze nodded, "Sister Qinglan, I'm here to apologize to you."