Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 345 - 338: Family Reunion

Chapter 345: Chapter 338: Family Reunion

Qin Guanglin was feeling very gloomy.

He initially thought that he could escape those troublesome things and have a few good fights, but now it felt just like doing tasks.

"Hubby, have you rested well?"

He Fang pressed gently on his back with her fingertips and asked with concern.

"??"

Qin Guanglin played dead, lying face down, but when he felt He Fang’s hand moving lower, he couldn’t help but speak up, "Not yet."

"That long... "

"I’ve already done it twice today."

"It’s only twice."

"Only?!"

Qin Guanglin raised his voice by eight degrees, "When I was young, I only..."

"Oh dear... for our daughter, keep it up!" He Fang looked at him encouragingly, pumping her fist in the air.

"..."

"..."

"Wait a second," Qin Guanglin sensed her movement and quickly called a halt, "How many days has it been?"

"Six days."

"I, I think our daughter has already been planted, really." Qin Guanglin was scared.

Truly scared.

Six days at this pace could kill someone.

"I think not, come on, put in more effort."

"..."

...

...

"Eh? Didn’t you take several days off? It’s only been two days, how come you’re back at work so quickly?"

Chen Rui looked at the listless Qin Guanglin, puzzled.

"I love my job, always feel restless when idle, so I came back to work early."

Qin Guanglin, with a face full of fatigue, waved his hand and didn’t say much.

That one at home is not a Time Traveler, she’s clearly a juicer turned into a spirit.

"That... count me in for taking a leave today," he rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I had insomnia last night, I need to catch up on some sleep, I’ll work in the afternoon."

Chen Rui shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, turning his head to his own business.

Seeing him looking totally drained, Chen Rui found it amusing.

Women, they are all devils.

The company and home switched roles, becoming a warm haven from the storm, and come quitting time, Qin Guanglin was somewhat reluctant to leave, for the first time considering working overtime voluntarily.

Regardless, he would have to face it... for his daughter, keep it up!

He rubbed his lower back as he sat in the car, driving towards home with feelings of trepidation, and when he parked below his house, he didn’t go upstairs immediately, preferring to stay in the car a little longer, listening to music.

He often heard people say that a car was another home for a middle-aged man, sitting in it after work, quietly smoking a cigarette, listening to music, a time and space that belonged completely to oneself, where one could unwind and enjoy a moment of rare and cherished peace.

Qin Guanglin had never had such a feeling before; as soon as work ended, he couldn’t wait to rush home to be with He Fang, either watching her cook while he hugged and kissed her and messed around, or eating dinner together that was already prepared.

Now, he finally understood...

After a song finished playing, he dragged his heavy steps upstairs, opened the door gently, and the dinner table in the middle of the living room was already filled with dishes. He Fang sat in the center with a thermometer in her mouth, watching him with eyes sparkling.

Qin Guanglin’s gaze swept over the table, and he couldn’t help but tense up, chuckling, "Heh... haha... all my favorites, eh."

Oysters, pork loin, scallops, oyster meat, Chinese chives, river shrimp...

A wide variety without repetition.

"You’ve worked hard these past few days, come, eat more... I also made soup, have a bowl after dinner."

He Fang finally took the thermometer out, glanced at it, set it aside, and started serving Qin Guanglin with enthusiasm, "Eat up, they’re all fresh from the faraway market."

"Cough, I think..."

Qin Guanglin felt they couldn’t go on like this. Facing her gaze, he hesitated, "Once a day... that should definitely do it, but the way we’re doing it now isn’t right. The quality will decline. You know the saying ’more haste, less speed,’ right? Trying to be overly clever can backfire..."

"No!"

He Fang was adamant, "Even if the quality drops, I must get pregnant these days!"

"..."

"Endure it for these few days, for the sake of our daughter, okay?" She got up from the other side of the table, leaned over and touched her face to Qin Guanglin’s, softening her voice, "I promise, it’s just these few days."

"But..."

"There are no buts, eat up."

"Alright then."

Watching Qin Guanglin wolf down his meal, He Fang paused, then turned and went to the kitchen to bring out a bowl of soup for him, "Take care not to choke."

"Mhm, mhm."

"I know you’re tired, but we can’t be too careful. What if we only succeed in the last two days? Right? Look, if we managed it yesterday or the day before, then even if the quality drops in the following few days, it won’t affect her. If we haven’t managed it up to now, we can’t be concerned about quality anymore. The most important thing is to get her planted in my belly."

He Fang lowered her head to touch her own stomach, a hint of worry crossing her brow, but she quickly regained her composure, "You’re still young, this isn’t a big deal, you’ll recover after a few days’ rest."

"That... nevermind."

Qin Guanglin felt that He Fang was becoming somewhat obsessed, but decided not to try persuading her again.

He had never been a mother, so he didn’t know the feeling. Though he believed he could understand a little, that mindset was impossible to fully step into.

"By the way, I bought something that you’ll definitely like."

He Fang stood up and went to the bedroom to bring out several delivery boxes, lining them up in front of Qin Guanglin and smiling with narrowed eyes, "Pick one."

"What are these?" Qin Guanglin asked, puzzled.

"Don’t worry about what they are, just pick one."

"Then, the one in the middle."

Qin Guanglin pointed at the middle box with his chopsticks, continued to wolf down a couple more mouthfuls of rice, and said, "Aren’t you going to eat? We can deal with those after dinner."

"Okay!"

To replenish the energy he had expended over the past few days, Qin Guanglin ate until he was stuffed and, belching contentedly, went for a walk with He Fang, pondering whether to go to the pharmacy to buy some Rehmannia pills or something of the sort.

Otherwise, it was really too much to handle.

"I feel a bit weak in the legs."

"I’ll massage them for you when we get back."

"My back is sore, too."

"I’ll give you a rub."

Qin Guanglin sighed. To fight with fate for his daughter, there had to be a price to pay.

"Let’s go back."

"Okay."

The night sky deepened, the day’s residual warmth not yet entirely dispersed, and a breeze from the end of the street, where lamplight flickered, brought a hint of coolness.

The air was filled with a faint scent of flowers. They weren’t the only ones strolling after dinner in the neighborhood; hand-in-hand couples, old people catching the evening cool, running children, and families of three all intermingled, creating a relaxed atmosphere.

He Fang walked with a light step, arm in arm with Qin Guanglin, passing beneath the big pagoda tree. She looked back at the crescent moon in the sky and said, "I have a premonition."

"What kind of premonition?"

"Anya is coming back."

"Really?" Qin Guanglin followed her gaze and looked back, unsure where her premonition came from, but he didn’t press further, nodding in agreement, "She will definitely come back."

"Husband..."

He Fang suddenly lowered her head, blinked hard, and pursed her lips, "I miss her."

Knowing full well the odds of conceiving the same daughter were slim, yet she still insisted on trying, just wanting to make an effort and tell herself she had done her best.

Even if there was only a sliver of hope, she would cling to it tightly; if they missed this month, then even if she bore ten daughters in the future, none could be Anya.

She lifted her head, eyes rimmed with red, forcing a smile at Qin Guanglin, "Our daughter, you can probably imagine how loveable she would be."

Qin Guanglin fell silent for a moment, then used his finger to wipe the moisture from her eyes, "Our family will be reunited."

"Mhm, we definitely will." He Fang nodded vigorously, pulling Qin Guanglin as they quickened their pace.