novellhall Chapter 180 Are you hard of hearing?
Chapter 180 Are you hard of hearing?
Having the original owner's memories, Qiao An knew that this was caused by pregnancy.
"Hmph." Joan punched him lightly. "It's all because of you."
"Huh? What does my swollen foot have to do with me?"
Huo Jiyun was unaware of the situation.
"Some women experience swollen feet during pregnancy, and they also become less attractive and gain weight, their figures change, and they develop stretch marks on their bellies."
"Oh? It's that serious?"
Huo Jiyun really had little contact with women, and he wasn't around when Qiao An was pregnant last time, so he had no idea.
"Huo Jiyun, this time it was my decision to give birth to the child in my belly, but I'm warning you, there absolutely cannot be a next time."
Joanne said very seriously, "From now on, we must take precautions every time. I will not allow any more accidents to happen."
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Seeing Qiao An's unusually serious expression, Huo Jiyun quickly took it seriously.
"I understand. Pregnancy and childbirth are inherently difficult for women. I promise."
"No! I swear to God, I will never let you get pregnant again."
Huo Jiyun, a soldier, actually raised his hand and swore an oath.
"Hmm, I'm tired, and my feet feel uncomfortable. I'd like to soak them."
"You wait here!"
Huo Jiyun jogged to the kitchen to boil water, and soon returned to the east room carrying a basin.
First, I tested the water temperature, then squatted down, put Qiao An's feet into the basin, and gently washed her feet.
After two days of train travel with her pregnant belly, Joan was exhausted.
After washing my feet, I didn't even bother to eat lunch; I just lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Huo Jiyun took a day off to stay home with her.
I slept so soundly that I didn't wake up until after 3 p.m.
As soon as Qiao An opened her eyes, she met Huo Jiyun's affectionate gaze.
"Honey, you look so beautiful."
"Get out of here." Joan pushed him away.
The children have also woken up.
They were chattering away in the living room, I don't know what they were playing.
Huo Jiyun suddenly remembered something and asked tentatively.
"Why didn't you bring the furniture I ordered for you?"
Because Huo Jiyun said in the letter that everything in the new house was ready and they could move in directly.
That's why Qiao An put those furniture pieces in the living area of the space.
Huo Jiyun's question clearly startled her.
"Look at my memory! I told you this place has everything, and you can leave the furniture behind if you don't want to."
Huo Jiyun already knew the answer in her heart and didn't ask any further questions.
"I only have one day off, so I can't spend time with you tomorrow. You should rest well these next few days, and you can also go visit other people's homes and chat with them."
Huo Jiyun knew that Qiao An was different from the other women in the compound.
So another sentence was added.
"If you want to go out and see what business is available in Amutu, let me know in advance, and I'll send someone with you to guide you."
Hearing this, Qiao An felt a little better.
She came to join the army.
The main reason is that she genuinely likes Huo Jiyun, and the children should also have their father's company.
But she wasn't the type to come to the compound every day to visit neighbors, chat idly, and serve the men in her family.
Joanne has her own things to do.
In the evening, Qiao An didn't want to move, so she took some instant wontons from her space, cooked them, and that was it.
More than three months later, when the children saw their father again, they didn't eat dinner properly and surrounded Huo Jiyun, asking him all sorts of questions.
Wen Xiaoxiao was a little scared, as it was her first time meeting Huo Jiyun.
She nestled close to Joan, quietly eating her wontons.
"By the way, I'll go to your unit tomorrow to report my personal assets, and then I'll visit Sister Shaoyun. I don't know much about the others; who else do you think I should visit?"
According to the novel's plot, they are to live here for two years.
Maintaining good relationships with the people in the compound can only benefit her, not harm her.
"Sister-in-law Baohua, you should go and see her too. She's the wife of Political Commissar Huang Minsheng, whom you met today."
"As for other people, there's nothing to see."
Huo Jiyun didn't want Qiao An to be too tired.
"Okay, I'll report it to you and get ready before I go tomorrow."
After dinner, Huo Jiyun went to wash the dishes.
That night he let the children sleep in the west room, while he held Joan in the east room.
"I still have something to discuss with you."
"Fangfang's exam scores are very high, enough to get into the junior high school in Jinshui Town. Amutu here will accept her high school entrance exam results, right?"
"In addition, there's Wen Xiaoxiao's adoption paperwork. I've already completed it, but you'll need to add her to our family's household registration book."
"Oh! And also, do you have any daycare or kindergarten around here? I'd like them to go there. My child is almost five years old, and they can't stay cooped up at home all the time. They need to experience more of the outside world."
Huo Jiyun listened quietly until Qiao An stopped talking, then he asked softly.
"After all this talk about children, why don't you ask me how I've been these past few months? Have I missed you?"
Qiao An's face flushed. "You're such a grown woman, how can you still be jealous of a child?"
"You only care about the children, not me."
Huo Jiyun rested her head on Qiao An's lap, looking at her with a pitiful expression.
"How are you doing? Do you miss me?" Joan asked helplessly, touching his prickly hair.
"No, I think about you every day."
"He said something pointless."
The two talked and laughed for a long time before the light in the east room was finally turned off.
Joan was awakened by thirst.
The Northwest is dry, but she didn't expect it to be this dry. When she woke up in the morning, her throat was parched.
Huo Jiyun seemed to have anticipated this, and got up early in the morning to boil water and let it cool.
They sent a jar to Joan and two large jars to the children.
"The climate here is different from that in Zhongchuan Province, so you need to drink more water every day, otherwise your lips will crack."
After Huo Jiyun finished speaking, he glanced at his watch. "I have to go to the regimental headquarters. An'an, there's no need to rush to report the assets. You rest well at home first. I'll be back at noon."
"Just make something simple for lunch, don't overwork yourself."
After saying that, Huo Jiyun kissed Qiao An on the forehead, put on his military uniform and hat, and left in a hurry.
Joanne got up slowly, ate breakfast with the children, and then changed into a loose-fitting dress.
Yesterday, Huang Minsheng became visibly nervous when he saw the items on the truck and the car.
It would be better for her to report it as soon as possible, so as to avoid giving anyone with ulterior motives a handle to use against her and affect Huo Jiyun's work.
After saying a few words to the children, she walked out of the yard and opened the side door of the small jeep parked at the entrance.
Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind.
"Is this Commander Huo's wife? I didn't have a chance to speak to her yesterday."
Joanne turned around and looked back.
Three women carrying large basins filled with dirty clothes walked towards us.
They looked at Joan's stomach almost simultaneously, their eyes filled with disdain.
"I am Zhao Chunxia, the wife of Guo Jiangang, the commander of the Second Regiment."
"I am Shi Man, the wife of Song Wei, the battalion commander of the third battalion of the second regiment."
The last man was older than them all; he looked to be at least fifty.
She looked Joan up and down. "How are you going to work dressed like that?"
"She clearly doesn't know how to manage money."
"Don't wear these clothes outside from now on. Look at the women in the compound, none of them dress like this."
Although Zhao Chunxia and Shi Man didn't speak, their eyes conveyed the same meaning as the old lady.
"Who are you?" Joan asked.
"My son is Zeng Fushun, the commander of the Third Regiment."
Joan smiled.
"I'm asking you, who are you, what's your name?"
"Are you old and hard of hearing?"