Uncle Lai in the Red Chamber

Chapter 343
The eighth day of June.

Lai's new house.

Xichun in the restaurant seemed a little restrained and fidgeted: "How...how can I let Brother Lai feed me!"

Lai Shangrong waved his hand and said warmly: "Isn't it Xichun's birthday today! At worst, wait for Brother Lai's birthday in two years, and you can eat it for me too!"

"Hmm!~Why bother after two years? Xichun will go to school tomorrow."

He raised his head and asked: "Brother Lai has been busy so far, hasn't he eaten yet?"

"Yeah!" Lai Shangrong nodded and said, "I occupied the kitchen and sent them all away, so I didn't have time to prepare."

How could it be possible in the Lai family's kitchen to be unable to move around when placing noodles? Lai Shangrong did this on purpose.

"How...how can this be done? Xichun is not hungry, Lai...if Brother Lai doesn't dislike it, Brother Lai should eat the noodles first!"

"How can that be possible! Today is your birthday, and the noodles are prepared for you. If you don't eat them, wouldn't you be living up to my wishes!"

After a pause, he added: "Well, why don't I also use a pair of chopsticks and let's share the food?"

"Hey!"

I originally thought that Lai Shangrong would divide and eat it, but to his surprise, he only took a pair of chopsticks and moved the chair next to him.

He leaned over to the bowl and urged: "Hurry! If you don't eat the noodles, they will become lumpy."

Such a way of sharing food made Xichun unexpected. While hesitating, he heard Lai Shangrong say: "When you finish eating the noodles, I will take you to see the glass room in the garden. That is what Brother Lai prepared for your birthday." Congratulations!"

This was arranged by Lai Shangrong a few days ago, and the craftsmen from the Ministry of Works' Maintenance Department went into the garden to catch up on work. Because the female family members would avoid the craftsmen rushing to work, Xichun and Qin Keqing moved to the backyard at that time.

After it was built, it was covered with a big black cloth, and Xichun never saw its true appearance.

Hearing Lai Shangrong mention the glass house, Xichun shyly put her head to the edge of the bowl, picked up a few noodles, and slowly put them into her mouth.

Lai Shangrong changed his chopsticks to his left hand, then moved his face to Xichun's face, and awkwardly picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth.

This breakfast lasted for half an hour. When Lai Shangrong picked up the bowl, he poured the soup in the bowl into his mouth and drank it all in one gulp.

"Tsk, tsk!" He smacked his lips gently, and Xichun's face turned purple.

Lai Shangrong didn't feel ashamed of his greasyness at all, instead he patted his stomach and said with a look of color on his face: "I don't know what's wrong today, this soup seems to be much more delicious than before, it seems that my cooking skills are getting better and better. long."

Hearing this, Xichun's mind was in chaos, and she followed Lai Shangrong to Huifang Garden in a muddleheaded way, which was wrapped up in front of the big shady scene.

Lai Shangrong grabbed her hands from behind, grabbed the hanging leg of the black screen, and pulled down hard.

As the black curtain slid away, a crystal clear and shining glass house was revealed in front of the eyes.

Through the glass, looking at the white marble floor and the sun room which is the size of two rooms, Xichun felt dazzled.

He murmured: "How...how can it be made so big!"

"Hey! It's too small. If I want to watch Xichun paint, wouldn't it be in the way?"

Opening the glass door and pulling Xichun into the sun room, a wave of hot air came.

After all, it was a hot summer day in June. Although it was covered with darkness, the glass house was already gathering heat.

However, Xichun was unaware of the oncoming heat wave, and walked into the room in a daze.

"Lai...Brother Lai! Why are there two layers of glass?"

The double-layer glass is of course for the purpose of gathering heat. Lai Shangrong explained a little bit, and said with a smile: "If it is not worried that there are too many interlayers, which will affect the line of sight, I will add two more layers!"

Just to add some warmth, a layer of glass was added in a big way, which can be said to be well-intentioned.In fact, he didn't build this large sunroom simply to cherish the spring. Although the floor cage is warm, it is easy to dry out after all.

Adults may not think anything of it, but children may not be able to tolerate it. When the weather is good, taking it to the sunroom to bask in the sun is also beneficial to the child's skeletal development.

"Brother Lai, how can Xichun bear such...?"

"Huh?" Lai Shangrong pretended to be angry: "Didn't I say that? We are all a family, and it is only natural that we consider you. Don't say this again in the future!"

These words may seem like complaints, but they actually imply concern.

Xichun was moved and said: "What Brother Lai said is that we are a family."

Suddenly remembering something, he continued: "Sister Xing is about to give birth. Although Xichun is clumsy, she has made two sets of children's clothes. Brother Lai, please help me bring them to Sister Xing!"

In ancient times, men farmed and women weaved, which was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Female needlework was a necessary skill. The difference was only in the level of skills.

With Xichun's character, she might not consider this, but when it comes to Aiwujiwu, Xing Xiuyan's child is also Lai Shangrong's child, so she couldn't express her feelings.

Secondly, when Ning's house was searched, she learned from Yu Chuan that most of the clothes sent were prepared by Xing Xiuyan, so she felt grateful.

Seeing Xichun dripping with sweat and soaking his clothes, Lai Shangrong said hurriedly: "I'll send him there right away. It's too hot here. Don't get heat stroke. Let's go!"

After all, Xichun is still young, and Lai Shangrong still has a bottom line. He has to wait two years before deciding.

So in order to avoid making mistakes, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

After taking Xichun out of the sun room and going to Dengxian Pavilion, where he picked up two children's clothes, Lai Shangrong rushed to the old house.

He handed the child's clothes to Xing Xiuyan, walked with her in the back garden for a while, had lunch and talked in the room for a while.

When it was time to apply, Xing Xiuyan gently pushed Lai Shangrong, who was leaning back on the couch, hugging him, and urged: "Uncle! You'd better go back early! I'm afraid my aunt will come again later."

"What? She still comes here often?" Lai Shangrong was also a little confused about Mrs. Xing's persistence.

"Yes! I still come here every night when the office is dismissed, and always make some insinuations to find out when the uncle will be back."

The aunt and nephew didn't have much affection at all, so Mrs. Xing's sudden visit was very abrupt.

How could Xing Xiuyan not notice something strange?
But she would never have thought of Mrs. Xing's true intention. She only thought that she inquired about Lai Shangrong because she wanted to ask for something.

She knew that she was about to give birth and was afraid that Lai Shangrong would be in a dilemma because of her.

Therefore, Yuanyang was asked to deliver the news to Lai Shangrong early and asked him to try to avoid this time.

Although Lai Shangrong didn't mind rejecting Mrs. Xing, Xing Xiuyan was about to give birth and he was afraid of affecting her mood.

So these days, Lai Shangrong has been playing a hide-and-seek game with Mrs. Xing.

"Mostly it's borrowing money. Jia Lian mentioned it once last year. The elder wanted to advance the dividends of the state-owned company in advance, but I refused."

Lai Shangrong complained, and then said: "Always hiding is not an option. Now that I am about to give birth, I still want to spend more time with you! Besides, when the child is born, can I still hide?"

Xing Xiuyan touched Lai Shangrong's face and said, "Let's just aggrieve the uncle for a while. Since she doesn't have the nerve to go to the new house, she probably can't save face. As long as the uncle doesn't give her a chance to speak in private, she will probably get over it.

By the time the child is born, it will probably be difficult for her to come here every day while I am in confinement. "

What Xing Xiuyan said was true. Ancient times were no better than modern times. Confinement required more rest, and there was no ventilation. It was a hot summer day, and there was no ice to cool off. The stuffy smell in the room was probably too much for even the pampered Mrs. Xing.

He nodded and said: "Okay! It's just that the confinement period is difficult and Xiuyan is tired!"

(End of this chapter)