Reborn in the 80s: Everyone Falls For Me
Chapter 579 - 578: (3 more)

Chapter 579: Chapter 578: (3 more)

Zuo Qing saw Ye Shaoting stop in his tracks and glanced at him sideways, asking, "Weren’t you going to drive the car?"

She just wanted to remind him and had no idea that his car had been parked right here and was taken away.

Seeing him stop, she thought something had happened to him.

A twitch passed across Ye Shaoting’s mouth, as that gentle voice seemed to mock him in his ear: "Idiot, didn’t you say you were going to drive me back? Where is the car?"

He turned around awkwardly, about to explain, when another gust of strong wind came, lifting not only the hair on his forehead but also filling his mouth with windblown sand and dust.

Ye Shaoting was suddenly choked by the gust and began to cough violently.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

It almost coughed out his lungs, as Ye Shaoting leaned over and coughed non-stop, looking very much like a patient with advanced tuberculosis.

Zuo Qing was scared by his coughing and asked with concern, "Are you, are you alright?"

She quickly rummaged through her bag for the water bottle she always carried with her, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to him: "Have some first."

Ye Shaoting was genuinely choked by the sand, his voice turning hoarse, and he quickly took the water Zuo Qing handed him and took a gulp as he tilted his head back.

The sound of glugging water rose, and Ye Shaoting quickly finished the water Zuo Qing had handed him.

After drinking the water, his throat felt much better.

He handed the water cup back to Zuo Qing with thanks: "Thanks."

The cup held between them displayed a glaring lipstick mark on the rim.

Zuo Qing had worn lipstick today, and the water was from the bottle she carried with her, so she definitely had drunk from it. She only handed the water cup to Ye Shaoting because she saw him coughing so badly.

It was only when she saw the lipstick mark on the rim that she remembered she had drunk from it.

And the mark stained with lipstick was facing Ye Shaoting exactly.

She subconsciously looked at Ye Shaoting.

Her cheeks flushed red in an instant, and this had exceeded the bounds of what Zuo Qing could accept, as she held strong beliefs about the distinctions between men and women.

In that moment, Zuo Qing’s heartbeat became erratic.

Anxiety filled her eyes, which were now tinged with mist, but she couldn’t bring herself to blame Ye Shaoting, since it was she who had handed it to him.

Anxiously blushing, Zuo Qing, without thinking, snatched the water cup back and clutched it uncomfortably to her chest, turning her head to walk away briskly.

The change in her demeanor occurred in the blink of an eye, leaving Ye Shaoting utterly bewildered.

What happened?

Was it because he had no car to take her?

Ye Shaoting followed in bewildered pursuit, and though he had no car, he had already made the offer and felt he should at least see her off.

But the more he chased, the faster she walked, eventually breaking into a run.

At last, Ye Shaoting belatedly realized something.

She was avoiding him.

How strange!

*

Xu Niannian gave premature birth and stayed in the hospital for nearly a week before returning home.

The news of her early delivery reached her family back in her hometown, and people like Yang Cuihua were informed.

The old lady had called Xu Erhong the next day, who relayed the message.

Upon hearing that Xu Niannian had given premature birth, Yang Cuihua was nearly frightened into a heart attack; she almost fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, Xu Erhong told her in time.

He said that mother and children were safe, and she had given birth to twins.

Learning that a pair of twins was born and both mother and children were safe, Yang Cuihua and Xu Dawei were overjoyed at home. She even went to the courtyard, joined her hands in prayer toward the sky: "Blessed by the Bodhisattva, blessed by the Bodhisattva."

The plump Xu Duoyu saw this and, following Yang Cuihua’s example, put his hands together and bowed to the sky: "Blessed by the Bodhisattva, blessed by the Bodhisattva."

Actually, he didn’t even know what blessing meant.

Yang Cuihua came over and scooped Xu Duoyu into her arms, planting a kiss on his face: "My good son, you know how to care for your sister. She hasn’t doted on you for nothing."

Knowing that Xu Niannian had given birth, Yang Cuihua and Xu Dawei, of course, wanted to visit.

The shop was left in the care of Chen Xiaorou, just when Xu Zhicheng had his time off.

Xu Zhicheng, already 11 years old, was clever and incredibly quick-witted; as the elders would say, he knew how to handle matters and was sharp-minded.

Xu Zhiqiang, upon learning that Xu Niannian was pregnant, also wanted to visit her in the capital, but his company had grown so much that he had too many daily matters to attend to, and leaving everything to Xu Erhong alone was not feasible.

Moreover, he and Xu Erhong had a clear division of labor, so he couldn’t take the time off for a while.

Yang Cuihua spent several days arranging her travel and finally managed to buy a train ticket; unfortunately, the earliest departure was in two days.

Back home, Xu Niannian had already returned and was peacefully observing her confinement.

Xiao Bao and Pang Dabao were just over a week old, and their skin was getting better and better. They were already quite healthy at birth, and now even smoother, the little babies’ skin soft and fair.

Whenever guests came to the house, the old master would happily carry Pang Dabao downstairs to show off to others.

The reason he only carried Pang Dabao and not Xiao Bao was that Dabao was awake during the day while Xiao Bao slept all the time, precisely the opposite of Dabao.

Pang Dabao was born adorable, and every elder who came to the house, upon seeing the old master showing off, couldn’t wait to go home and urge their grandchildren to hurry up and give birth to great-grandchildren for them to play with.

The young people, innocently dragged into this, were sweating and annoyed – it wasn’t something they could decide.

Pang Dabao was particularly good at eating; each meal required at least two bottles of formula.

Xiao Bao only drank half a bottle.

One day, as Jin Yu was making congee for Xu Niannian, who was in the middle of eating, Pang Dabao smelled the aroma, struggled to turn over, and lay belly down on the bed.

Sticking up his little backside, he slowly moved towards Xu Niannian, who was completely unaware of the little fatty inching towards her.

Immersed in her delicious bowl of congee, Jin Yu kept inventing new recipes to make sure she enjoyed her meals.