Chapter 210 Tan Heming, one of the male protagonists in the original book.

“No, it’s a friend’s child. I have to take care of him for a few days,” Dou Yufeng replied.

As he spoke, he wrapped the little body in his arms tightly with a blanket, turned his head and called out to his two children who had gotten off the back seat, "Xiaoqian, Xiaoyan, help Grandpa into the house first."

A friend's child?

The woman was a little skeptical as she watched Dou Yufeng carrying the child toward the main room.

It's the Lunar New Year, who would be so inconsiderate as to send their child to a friend's house?

However, once inside the main room, when she saw Dou Yufeng remove the blanket from the child's body, revealing that fair and beautiful little face that seemed unreal, the woman immediately believed it again.

Because the Tan family has a hereditary wheat-colored complexion, they really can't have children with such fair skin.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

He then turned to call the elderly man who had already been helped down by the siblings.

However, facing the stern-faced old man, she dared not say much. She simply called out once, offered a few respectful greetings, and then went to look at the good things her husband and sister-in-law were carrying down the stairs, constantly making sounds of amazement.

After all the things were moved down, the whole family sat down in the main room.

The woman came over again, trying to ingratiate herself.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, the sheets and blankets in all three rooms have been washed and aired out in advance, so they're sure to be warm. It's really too late today, so you should get some rest. Tomorrow morning, I'll have the head of the household kill a chicken to give you a proper welcome dinner."

"Yes, sister-in-law, you've worked hard." Dou Yufeng nodded, then frowned as she looked at her protruding belly: "How many months?"

Upon hearing this, the woman smiled happily and touched her belly: "Almost seven months." After a pause, she added: "I had someone calculate the horoscope for this baby, and they said it's definitely a boy."

"..." Dou Yufeng.

"Sister-in-law, have a bowl of sweet soup, it's freshly made." Another woman, still wearing an apron, who had been standing on the steps with me and later helped unload the things from the car, also came over.

With a slightly shy smile, he handed Dou Yufeng a bowl of brown sugar water, which contained a few red dates, longan pulp, and a peeled boiled egg.

"Xinyue, you've worked hard. Why didn't I see Heming?" Dou Yufeng took the food, but instead of eating it herself, she fed it to Qiao Qiao in her arms.

At the same time, he asked the woman a question, his tone much gentler than when he spoke to the previous woman.

A crane's cry?

Qiao Qiao blinked as she looked around, taking in her surroundings. She felt that the name sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

[Master is Tan Heming, the male lead in [The Twin Beauties].]

[Master, this whole family shares the surname Tan. It seems we've infiltrated the Tan family!]

Xiao Yuan's voice was inexplicably excited.

[If Xiao Yuan isn't mistaken, the family that found you is Tan Hongwei, the male protagonist Tan Heming's uncle.]

Tan Heming lost his father at a young age, and his mother, Jiang Xinyue, also passed away when he was nine. His mother would have died shortly after the New Year, before summer, and he was then taken to Kyoto by his grandfather, Tan Guosheng.

[He subsequently lived in Kyoto.]

[After Shen Lu received your heart transplant, while recuperating in the hospital, she happened to meet Tan Heming, who was also at the hospital accompanying his grandfather, Tan Guosheng, who was also recovering. The two were childhood sweethearts.]

Listening to Xiao Yuan's introduction in her mind, Qiao Qiao's eyelids drooped, not wanting to look at the woman who was still smiling in front of her.

"Heming has his final exams tomorrow, he's going to sleep now," Jiang Xinyue replied, her smile widening as she spoke of her son.

As she spoke, she also looked at Qiao Qiao in Dou Yufeng's arms.

His eyes were filled with amazement.

"Sister-in-law, what's this child's name? She's so pretty." As she spoke, she reached out to touch the little girl's sticking-up hair.

But Qiao Qiao turned her head to avoid it.

Qiao Qiao's dodging action was not subtle, but rather quite forceful. Jiang Xinyue's hand froze in mid-air, and the smile on her face also froze.

She withdrew her hand somewhat awkwardly.

Dou Yufeng didn't seem to think anything of it. She reached out and brushed aside Qiao Qiao's messy hair. Seeing that Qiao Qiao didn't dodge, her tone became inexplicably proud.

"Her name is Qiaoqiao, and she is indeed beautiful. You don't need to worry about her. She's a little shy and doesn't like being touched by strangers."

As he spoke, he pulled the person closer to him, feeling very happy.

She mashed the egg in a bowl with a spoon, mixed it with brown sugar water, and fed it to the person little by little, asking, "Is that enough?"

"Oh my, sister-in-law, look how lively the house has become since you came back. It's full of people everywhere."

After admiring the good things that Dou Yufeng's family brought back, Jiang Xinyue and Dou Yufeng were talking side by side. Jiang Xinyue's eyes flashed, and she immediately came over.

Dou Yufeng's attitude towards her was indifferent.

However, her gaze softened a little when she looked at the two girls behind her: "Zhaodi, Laidi, come over here to your aunt."

Two girls, one older and one younger, walked over and called out to people in weak voices.

Both of them were wearing old, simple cotton-padded clothes with several holes in them, and Dou Yufeng frowned again.

Looking at the woman pouting, he said, "Chunxia, ​​didn't I send two sets of cotton-padded clothes to the two children a month ago? It's so cold, why aren't they wearing them?"

"Oh, that? I've packed all the clothes away, I'll wear them for the New Year." The woman's eyes darted away as she said this.

“Lin Chunxia!” Dou Yufeng’s voice suddenly became sharp.

The woman named Lin Chunxia panicked. She wanted to say something, but the girl named Zhao Di answered for her: "Mom said she wanted to give it to my little brother, so she has already changed the clothes into baby clothes."

"Zhaodi! What nonsense are you spouting? I..." Lin Chunxia was so angry when her eldest daughter exposed her secrets that she turned around and wanted to slap her.

But before he could reach out, he saw the cold gaze of Grandpa Tan, who was also eating boiled eggs with brown sugar on the other side, and immediately withdrew his hand in fright.

She then clutched her stomach, groaning, "My stomach isn't feeling well, honey, come help me!"

On the other side, Tan Hongming, who was talking to Tan Hongwei, immediately ran over and helped the man up.

He looked at Dou Yufeng hesitantly: "Sister-in-law, Xiaoxia is doing this for the sake of the baby in her belly. Zhaodi and Laidi will have clothes to wear..."

Dou Yufeng rolled her eyes: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. You guys go back now."

Don't leave it here in her sight.

But seeing the two girls following behind the two adults, their exposed necks and hands turning blue from the cold, I still couldn't bear it.

He wondered if any of the fabrics he brought back were suitable for making clothes, or if he could simply take them to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy another outfit.