A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 897: The Unstoppable Noisiness

As soon as Zhuang Zhoucheng received the call, he heard his beloved child crying at home, and his nerves were instantly tense.

It’s over, it’s over, he forgot the time, it’s over!

"Baby, I'll be back soon. Don't cry anymore. My husband is on the way. Let's take a break..."

As Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke, he closed the file and stuffed all the processed and unprocessed documents on the desk into his briefcase. He picked up the bag without even taking his coat and strode out.

The last time I looked up, I knew it was almost time to get off work, but when I buried my head again, I wanted to deal with some things quickly so that they wouldn’t pile up. As a result, I forgot about time as soon as I buried my head.

It’s been more than half an hour since get off work ended, can you blame her for feeling aggrieved?

According to the time in the past few days, he should have called her at this time to tell her that he was almost home.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng returned home, he had a very good day.

Huo Yan didn't know what she was thinking, so she just assumed that she had listened to what her stomach was instigating. She moved a chair and sat at the door crying, crying heartbrokenly.

Zhuang Zhoucheng parked his car in the yard and walked towards the new building. From a distance he saw his wife sitting at the door wiping her tears.

Oh my god, my heart ached. I can’t even describe how much it hurt the moment I saw her.

"Honey, I'm back."

Zhuang Zhoucheng ran quickly towards his wife.

Huo Yan was sitting at the door with her big belly. Do you know how funny the scene was?

But the girl was crying so sadly. Zhuang Zhoucheng half-knelt in front of his wife, holding Huo Yan's hand, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said:

"Which damn old guy made our baby cry so sadly? Tell your husband to chop him up!"

Huo Yan felt so wronged. She felt dizzy. Do you know what it means to be dizzy?

"It's all your fault, Zhuang Zhoucheng. Do you know how hungry I am? How could you come back just now? Look at what time it is. I was almost fainting from hunger when you came back. Did you just want to starve me to death on purpose?"

She was full of complaints and crying so hard. Did she know she was pregnant? How could she do this to her?

Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered, "Eat when you're hungry."

There are so many foods at home, such as fruits and cakes. If you want to eat something, you can ask the nurse to make it for you. I have the energy to move a chair and sit at the door to cry. Is there no way I can find something to eat?

Huo Yan wanted to kick him, but it was a bit difficult, so he grabbed his clothes and yelled:

"Who am I doing this for? I just want to have dinner with you. Do you know how hungry I am?"

Who said they'd wait for him to have dinner together before leaving? He was the one who said it.

"Baby, if you're hungry before I come back, just ask someone to make something to eat. Don't starve yourself while waiting for me. We have a little one in our belly, and we can't starve him even if we starve ourselves, right?" Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered.

Huo Yan pushed him directly, wiping away tears and yelling:

"Then you have to let Auntie cook. If you don't let anyone cook, what should I eat?"

"Okay, husband is back, husband will do it himself, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng tried to coax her, but she was crying so hard that he had no idea what to do.

Finally, I coaxed the person into submission and helped him into the house.

"Can we eat some cake first?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her in a low voice.

If a man has a wife who is about to give birth, no matter how bad his temper is, she will be worn down.

My wife is my God, everything revolves around her.

Huo Yan drooped his face and turned away.

"I'm hungry……"

"Aren't we looking for something to eat? Come, we want to have a piece of cake and then wait for our husbands to cook, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled Huo Yan into the restaurant.

The two caregivers who were left aside outside looked at each other. They had never seen such a delicate pregnant woman.

Your appetite will get bigger during pregnancy, after all, the baby in your belly needs to eat, right?

But you're hungry, don't you? Just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it right away. It's not a big deal. Is there any need to cry like your mother has died?

This made the two caregivers feel so guilty. Wouldn't the male owner think that they had not taken good care of his wife?

It would be really unfair to be fired because of this.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pointed at each one and asked Huo Yan for his opinion: "Mousse cake? Black Forest? Matcha?"

"I want to eat the egg noodles from last night." Huo Yan opened her mouth and tears rolled down her cheeks.

She didn't want to cry, but she felt wronged. She thought it was the little Seventeen in her belly who was making trouble. She thought his father had gone too far today and the little guy was upset. When a child is unhappy, he asks his mother to cry for him.

Yes, Huo Yan refused to admit that it was his fault.

"Okay, I'll make it right away!" Zhuang Zhoucheng rolled up his sleeves and immediately prepared the ingredients.

Maybe it's because tomatoes are sour, which makes her stomach feel better.

Zhuang Zhoucheng also noticed Huo Yan's dietary preferences. She used to eat meat, but after living together, he found that she didn't seem to like it that much. She preferred light, sour and sweet foods.

Experience is accumulated. It will definitely not work if you just rely on what others say or read books. You also have to base it on the specific situation of your wife.

For example, after last night’s experience, I reduced the amount of noodles today by one-third, for fear that she would eat too much and feel bloated, so I suggested she eat some fruit.

Eat more fruits during pregnancy, and your baby will have better skin after birth.

Regardless of whether it was a boy or girl, Zhuang Zhoucheng naturally hoped that his child would resemble his mother in appearance. As for height, that had to be his, especially for a boy.

The child was not born yet, and Zhuang Zhoucheng had a lot of things to worry about.

It's really depressing to worry that the child will inherit the bad traits of both of you, such as your wife's short stature, her unattractive face, her tendency to cry easily, etc.

Zhuang Zhoucheng asked Guoran to examine the baby, but Guoran wasn't a gynecologist. With only a layer of skin between them and the belly, how could he tell if the baby was a boy or a girl? Zhuang Zhoucheng was quite disappointed, and at that moment he began to doubt Guoran's medical skills.

However, judging from his observation of Huo Yan's eating habits during this period, he was most likely a boy.

Why is my daughter so noisy at night?

It was very quiet in the early days. I don’t know what stimulated Xiao Shiqi during this period, but he suddenly became noisy.

Zhuang Zhoucheng placed the egg noodles in front of Huo Yan and asked, "Can you eat it?"

You really can't eat too much. Zhuang Zhoucheng also reflected on this and realized that just enough food should be eaten.

Huo Yan nodded, took the spoon and fork and ate quietly, as if nothing had happened, as if the woman who had just cried was not her.

Zhuang Zhoucheng sat aside and looked at his wife, feeling both emotional and happy in his heart. After all, they had achieved their goal.

"Wife, you've worked hard." Zhuang Zhoucheng couldn't help but whisper, gently placing his big palm on the back of her hand, staring at her with soft eyes.

This little girl loves beauty so much, but she is willing to have a child for him. Zhuang Zhoucheng should be content in this life.