Old Mrs. Jia even patted her chest to assure her that she would definitely take good care of Qin Juan.
After all, the child Qin Juan is carrying is the precious grandchild of the Old Jia Family, and Jia Liang is already in his thirties. How could she not cherish this hard-won child?
With these words, Mrs. Qin could only go back, reminding the two of them to call her if there was anything, and she would come over.
The food factory frequently delivers goods to the city; catching a ride is very convenient for her.
After the full month celebration, life became stable again.
Zhuang Jingshu stayed in the family quarters to help Lin Chuxia take care of the baby. Occasionally, Zhuang Yang would come over, and the two would discuss work-related matters either in the courtyard or in the guest room.
Most of the time, it was Zhuang Yang reporting to Zhuang Jingshu, who would then give instructions.
Sometimes, Lin Chuxia was present, and they didn’t hide anything from her, mostly regarding matters of the An City Vegetable Station.
Lin Jiayi is not Zhuang Jingshu’s biological daughter, so naturally, the ownership of the vegetable station would be reclaimed.
Zhuang Jingshu began to make new plans for the vegetable station, which Lin Chuxia wasn’t interested in.
She knew that Zhuang Jingshu was a woman with a strong career drive.
But she worried that juggling childcare and work might be too much for her, so from the day she moved into the family quarters, Lin Chuxia replaced all the home’s drinking water with spiritual spring water.
After the start of autumn, the weather was no longer so oppressively hot, and Qi Qi began to like being outside.
If she wasn’t taken outside for fresh air every day, the little one would get cranky.
On this day, Lin Chuxia and Zhuang Jingshu were cooling off in the courtyard with Qi Qi.
A chugging sound from a tractor approached, finally stopping at the gate.
Yuan Bao dutifully ran to block the gate, and soon Sun Bingnan appeared there, accompanied by Village Chief Sun, who was scrutinizing the surroundings.
"Uncle Sun, Third Brother, why are you here?"
Lin Chuxia quickly handed the child to Zhuang Jingshu and got up to greet them.
Sun Bingnan smiled and said, "We’ve long wanted to come see you and the child. We all miss you, knowing you’ve had the baby. We’d all have come if we weren’t worried about disturbing the child."
"Feel free to come, it’s just the right time to visit the city," Lin Chuxia said, taking the things from his hands.
Sun Bingnan leaned over slightly and whispered, "The whole family sent me as a representative to check on you. My dad insisted on coming, too. The peaches are ripe on the mountain. See, he’s worried to the point that his hair’s turning white. I told him you’d already arranged everything, but he didn’t believe it and insisted on coming to talk to you in person."
Lin Chuxia did notice that Village Chief Sun didn’t have the same confident demeanor he used to have; it seemed he had faced quite some setbacks recently.
She glanced at Sun Bingnan again.
Is this his biological son?
Although Village Chief Sun was somewhat proud and complacent, the accomplishments of the Sun Family did give him enough reason for pride. However, his own son was intent on undermining him.
Sun Bingnan rubbed his nose and chuckled, "There are some things I can’t say, but you can."
Lin Chuxia gave him a reassuring look and went to greet Village Chief Sun with a smile.
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