Siheyuan: After Hu Qinhuairu was cut off, I lay flat

He made up a random reason, but also to let people know.

"Hmm! Then Mrs. Jia and Zhang went to the factory, and Dongxu and his wife just rested at home like this? It's been a long time, and nothing happened?"

Yan Bugui wentssip casually, how can an old lady go to work to support the whole family.

"Small things, isn't Dongxu learning how to cook, he has to find something to do, let's go, let's talk later."

He didn't delay, and went to Xiehe Hospital again, and stayed with his little wife in the ward. In the evening, he suddenly reacted again.

"Wuwei, I will definitely give birth to a fat boy."

Before going into labor, Chen Xueru was reluctant to let go of her hand for a long time.

"Go ahead, I like both boys and girls."

Li Wuwei patted the back of the little wife's hand, watched her into the delivery room, and waited slowly outside. I couldn't be in a hurry, how could giving birth be so fast.

At night, with the sound of a baby crying, the door of the delivery room opened soon.

Li Wuwei was suddenly a little nervous. Is it a boy or a girl this time?indivual.

Chapter 239 New Year's Eve, Reunion

"Congratulations, mother and child are safe, it's a boy."

Dr. Liao's face was full of joy. She judged correctly again, and her reputation became more and more famous in the future. Then accepting gifts...

"Thank you, thank you Dr. Liao."

Li Wuwei stepped forward to shake hands, and as if juggling, he posted the money prepared in the space.

"Thank you too!"

Dr. Liao's words made the assistant a little confused, what are you thanking for.

Soon, Chen Xueru was pushed out while sitting on a chair, holding the child in her arms.

"Li Wuwei, it's a boy!"

"Hey boy!"

Li Wuwei stepped forward, with experience, he dared to hold the child this time, he looked very similar to Xiao Guan Xiang, if he carried it back to the courtyard, it would not be exposed.

"Hi boy, that's great."

Grandma Chen was overjoyed. In this day and age, the mainstream is to like boys.

Mother Ding also looked happy beside her, and she will take care of the child from now on.

After a while, after returning to the ward, Chen Xueru leaned on the bed and said, "Wuwei, you "[-]" can name your child now."

"Well, let me think about it."

Various quotes from sages flashed in his mind, "With it, it's called Xueyi, Li Xueyi.

Uh, it's Chen Xueyi. "

"Xueqi? Do you want us...my child to play chess when he grows up?"

Chen Xueru is still educated and knows that Yi is chess.

Li Wuwei shook his head and said: "Xueqi is a short story written by Mencius, which means that you must concentrate on learning. Besides, why not play chess, life is like chess, all living beings are chess pieces, and only in the ward, no outsiders are there. It's basically the same idea, and I hope my youngest son can play chess when he grows up.

"Well, that's called Xueyi!"

Chen Xueru nodded, thinking that the name sounds like a cultural person, which is quite good.

This matter was settled in this way, the eldest son Li Guanxiang, and the youngest son Chen Xueyi.

At night, in order to avoid suspicion, Li Wuwei stayed away from the hospital, stayed until late, and came back early the next morning.

For the next 20 days, he often went to Chen's house. In a blink of an eye, it was January 27th, and Xiaonian arrived.

Another few days passed. On February 0nd, the New Year’s Eve, all units and factories were still at work, but after that, they would have four days off, including a day of Sunday. Li Wuwei was at his wife’s house at noon. The reunion dinner we ate happened not to be delayed by both parties, and the little wife will give birth after the Spring Festival.

"Xueru, I'm going to the factory and come back when I have time."

He hugged his son, who looked very similar to Xiao Guan Xiang, his own, and there was nothing wrong with him.

"Well, after the Spring Festival, I will go to the store more often."

Chen Xueru stayed at home for so long, if Li Wuwei had come here often, she would have been driven crazy.

"Then I'll go to the store to have a look."

He didn't say much, and when he got out of Chen's house, he rode his bicycle to the street first, and had to stand up for the last day's shift.

"Li Wuwei, after the new year, I will transfer you to a full-time cadre."

The director stopped him and mentioned this matter, which was also agreed at the beginning.

"Okay!"

Li Wuwei now needs the status of this cadre instead, which will be of great use in the future.

After chatting with the director for a while, he left the street. There was no need to give gifts to anyone, and he still didn't go to work.

In the middle of the afternoon, the rolling mill had already shut down, and they were basically waiting to get off work. After the Chinese New Year, who would be in the mood to work, unless that person wanted to be a model worker.

But the model workers in the factory are not in the factory. Isn't it nonsense for you to say this?

"Look, that's not Li Wuwei, why is he here today?"

A sharp-eyed worker saw the situation at the door, and the model worker came.

"Yo, everyone is busy!"

Li Wuwei walked into the workshop. He was here to pick up his wife from get off work. Although Qin Huairu had a bicycle, it was just on the way. There was a beginning and an end throughout the year.

"It's quite busy, everyone has a lot of work on their hands."

"I'm so busy that I don't have time to eat, maybe I have to work overtime."

The co-workers are all dramatists, and they all answered the questions, but in fact, they all gathered together in twos and threes to waste time.

"Wuwei, why are you here?"

Qin Huairu stood up in surprise, she was still thinking about the New Year's Eve, and she wanted to go back early to help with the cooking.

"Pick you up!"

Li Wuwei was surprised to see Jia Zhang and Liang Ladi next to Qin Huairu. What's going on, they shouldn't be chatting together.

Jia Zhang suddenly said, "Li Wuwei, why didn't you come to pay the salary in the morning? I asked Qin Huairu to help you get it."

As soon as these words came out, the workers who watched the excitement were stunned. Could it be that Qin Huairu couldn't directly receive the money?

"Busy, I have to prepare the new year's goods. She is my wife, and it doesn't matter who gets it."

As soon as he finished speaking, who knew that Qin Huairu handed over the money.

"Wuwei, a total of 63 yuan, it's all here."

"Okay, then I'll keep it first, and I'll give you living expenses after the Spring Festival."

Li Wuwei rolled up the money and put it in his jacket pocket, buttoned it up, and patted it on.

Everyone was numb, and they were thinking, why did you come to pick up people, probably because you were thinking about the salary, and it must be you, and it hasn't changed until now.

Qin Huairu smiled, and said, "Wuwei, this is Liang Ladi. She is Dr. Liang's niece."

"What a coincidence!"

Li Wuwei was stunned for a moment, as if his daughter-in-law didn't know about him helping to find a job, and she was still in confinement...

He simply pretended not to know him, since he never spoke to Liang Ladi in the factory anyway, "Hello!"

Liang Ladi greeted her aloud, but she pretended not to know her at this time, for fear that others would gossip and say that she came in through connections.

Li Wuwei nodded, and suddenly remembered what he told Factory Manager Yang to invent a big project, but nothing happened after the Chinese New Year, so he was procrastinating for a while, year after year, don't worry.

Looking at Liang Ladi, she is indeed a little thinner, and her appearance has not yet opened up. She has a hairstyle with big bangs and two braids, because she is not very old.

When the days get better, I guess it will only be a year or two, and the water will be beautiful, and the female college has changed a lot.

Suddenly, Mrs. Jia Zhang interrupted his thoughts.

"Li Wuwei, why don't our two families live together today!"

Jia Zhang looked for He Daqing last night, who knew that Lao He didn't agree, but he was sad for a long time.

She just received her salary today, and she has money in her hand, so she just wants to have a good meal. As for this day, Li Wuwei's family is better.

"I can't do it today, I made an appointment with the old He's family to celebrate the New Year, and if I add yours, I won't be able to sit down, wait until next time.

Besides, I heard that the uncle has an appointment with your house, hey, uncle, come here. "

Li Wuwei stopped Yi Zhonghai directly, and he was still in the workshop.

"What's the matter!"

Yi Zhonghai walked over quickly, and he didn't work hard, just resting next to the machine, "Jia Zhang just invited my family to have a New Year's Eve dinner, and I invited the He family, didn't you invite the Jia family?"

Li Wuwei also wanted to ask about the situation. He has been leaving early and returning late recently, and he doesn't know much about the affairs in the courtyard. "I made an appointment with Dongxu to have a good time together."

Yi Zhonghai had a smile on his face. He was willing to see the courtyard 4.6 together during the Chinese New Year, so he was not alone.

"That's good. It's almost time. I'll take Huairu away first, and she has to go check it out."

Li Wuwei made an excuse and took the man away, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time to wait out the factory, Qin Huairu said, "Wuwei, what are we going to buy?"

"If you don't buy anything, everything is ready. For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, it's not good to go back early for a reunion!"

Li Wuwei rode alone, carried Qin Huairu, and supported an empty bicycle, and rode back to the courtyard like this. This physical fitness and sense of balance are really not boastful.

"Yo, you're all back."

Yan Bugui was pulling chicken feathers. It was Chinese New Year, he gritted his teeth and bought a chicken. It's the end of the year, and it's time to eat meat.

"Third Master, you are a teacher and a literati, why do you still kill chickens yourself?"

Li Wuwei never kills. Even if he catches fish, he still handles it for others. He usually only eats ready-made fish.

Chapter 240 One Nineteen Fifty-Five, Under the Zhengyang Gate