After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Bo Xiangcheng went to work.

An Qian sat blankly on the sofa for a while.

Aunt Wang, who was cooking breakfast, was cleaning up the dishes and cleaning the dining table. Seeing her expression, she asked with concern, "Girl, are you in a bad mood?"

"It's okay, Auntie."

Aunt Wang smiled, "This woman is sentimental and sentimental when she is pregnant. We are all experienced. If you are unhappy, just tell your man. They are rough men and don't understand."

An Qian pulled her lips, and smiled weakly, "He has treated me very well."

Aunt Wang said: "What is good? My second son is only good at his wife. My daughter-in-law is six months pregnant and wants to eat cake at night. My son made her such a tall cake overnight—" Aunt Wang said and gestured, "My daughter-in-law didn't eat much of such a big cake, so she brought it to us the next day."

An Qian thought lightly, Bo Xiangcheng also drove four or five hours at night to buy fried chicken for her.

Be nice to her too.

But that has nothing to do with not liking her.

An Qian went to pack her clothes. After a while, there was a knock on the door. A woman in her 30s, with a high ponytail and a short black down jacket, was quite tall, estimated to be 1.7 meters five. Looking at her energetically, "Hello, young mistress, my name is Hu Li, and the young master asked me to accompany you back to your hometown."

"Hello, please come in."

An Qian took two steps back to let someone in.

"Eldest young mistress, let me help you pack your clothes. What do you need to bring?"

An Qian: "Sister Hu Li, call me An Qian, I will get used to it."

"Okay, An Qian."

Hu Li helped An Qian pack her luggage. She carried a large suitcase, and An Qian only carried her own bag.

She wore a long white down jacket and snow boots, and went downstairs with Hu Li.

Hu Li came by car. It was a black car of unknown make. She opened the suitcase and put such a large suitcase into the trunk with one hand.

The strength is quite strong, which provoked An Qian to take a second look. The maid in the old house still has a few tricks.

"Get in the car and fasten your seat belt."

An Qian got into the back seat and put on her seat belt.

She went to the hospital to see her grandma and Mengxi before driving to her hometown.

The place in her hometown is called a forest farm. It takes three and a half hours to drive back from Jiangcheng. Now in winter, a layer of hoarfrost has formed on both sides of the road. The leaves are bare, the wind is biting and bleak.

An Qian looked at the backward scene, she thought, just like her mood.

Yes, it's winter now, and we can't see the green mountains and forests, and the beautiful little flowers blooming densely.

But is this the way home, or does it make her a little happy, the last time I went back, it seemed like two years ago?

Fortunately, the house in my hometown has neighbors helping to clean it, so even if I haven't gone back for two years, it doesn't take long to clean it up, and I can live in it.

She took out her mobile phone, recorded a backward scenery, saved it, and planned to take some vlogs of going home.

Hu Li drove for two hours at a stretch, and when she encountered a street, An Qian immediately stopped her.

Zhengquan County, where she studied in high school.

"I'm going to buy something to eat. I remember that there is a fried potato here. It's very delicious. Sister Hu Li, you must try it."

Arriving at a familiar place, an instant smile appeared on An Qian's face. She took out her phone and started recording.

"Fried potatoes, Yuan Bao liked to eat them when he was in high school. It used to cost five yuan a piece, but now it costs seven yuan..."

Browned and crispy potatoes, mixed with various seasonings, are so fragrant that people drool.

An Qian took a small fork, put it into her mouth one by one, and gave a thumbs up to the camera, "Oh, it's delicious—it's still the same as before!"

Hu Li saw that she was shooting a video, so she wisely stood a little farther away, afraid of being caught in the camera.

An Qian ate a few more delicacies from the small stalls before getting on the bus satisfied. She lived on campus when she was in high school, and only took the bus home on Friday. It cost 50 yuan a week, and she dared not let go of many things. For food, some students spend hundreds of dollars a week, and live a very nourishing life. They go out from the back door every day to eat skewers, fried potatoes, and various snacks.

After graduating, I have money and can eat extravagantly, but I don’t come back often.

There was nothing she couldn't eat now.

As long as she wants.

The stomach was kicked suddenly, An Qian looked down at the stomach, well, let's talk about this little ancestor after giving birth.

The scenery on the side of the road became more and more familiar, An Qian became emotional, she was going home.

Her home is a two-story self-built house, which is very old, with no floor tiles, only a layer of cement.

After getting out of the car, she stood in the yard, looked at the house for a while, and then took out the key and opened the door.

The room was as clean as when she left.

Sure enough, Brother Lin Zhou has been helping to clean up.

Suddenly, a rough male voice sounded from behind.

"Qianqian, are you back?"

"Brother Lin Zhou?" An Qian looked back in surprise.

Standing at the door was a man in a black jacket. He had a cropped head, three-dimensional features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall body. He looked very strong and powerful.

"How long has it been since you came back, how are you doing in Jiangcheng?"

An Qian rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "It's fine, how about you? Are uncle and aunt healthy?"

Lin Zhou nodded, "It's all good, come to my house for dinner later, your house hasn't been cleaned for half a month, I'll help you clean it."

An Qian didn't even refuse, "Thank you then, brother Lin Zhou."

Lin Zhou looked at Hu Li who said nothing, "This is...?"

"Oh, this is my friend." An Qian hurriedly explained, "He came to play at my house, sister Hu Li, this is Lin Zhou, the elder brother who grew up together."

Hu Li nodded to Lin Zhou, as a greeting.

Because An Qian was pregnant, she still didn't go to Lin Zhou's house for dinner. Hu Li and Lin Zhou were strong and capable of doing things, so they cleaned up in a while.

Hu Li started to help with the cooking.

An Qian's family doesn't have natural gas, only an induction cooker, a rice cooker, and a wood-burning stove. There is a large iron pot embedded in the stove, and the cooking is very fragrant.

Lin Zhou helped to light the fire, Hu Li cut vegetables, and An Qian fried vegetables. They quickly prepared four dishes and one soup.

After a long absence, I laughed sourly and burst into tears.

Look, she can obviously have a good time.

But I can't get along with myself!

She didn't forget to record videos when cooking.

"I'm cooking now. This is my neighbor's brother. I grew up with him. I'm single now. Is anyone interested? Also, don't look at this big iron pot, it's delicious."

"Let's start eating. I'll eat these for the first meal at home. I'll take you to see our small waterfall tomorrow. It's so beautiful that it almost got paper money."

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On the other hand, Bo Xiangcheng went to work as usual, and when he went to the cafeteria for lunch, he was sitting at a table with the acting secretary, when he heard a call from someone next to him, "Honey, I miss you and the baby too, what, he is kicking you again? This little naughty girl, play the nursery rhyme "Tigers don't show their power" for him."

Bo Xiangcheng paused and turned his eyes.

The man who stuffed food into his mouth with his mobile phone froze immediately, feeling as if he was being stared at by a beast. With food in his mouth, he turned his head slowly, "Well, Boss, I didn't leave early today...really."

Bo Xiangcheng said lightly, "I didn't say you left early."

The acting secretary said with emotion: "My sister also plays nursery rhymes every day and reads to the baby. It's amazing, and I can hear the voice while still in the belly."

Bo Xiangcheng thought that he also had a little guy, and then thought of An Qian.

It's twelve o'clock now, you should be home, right?

After get off work, he opened the door and faced the dark room again, only then did he remember that An Qian had returned to his hometown.

He pursed his lips and entered the quiet and cold home.

When he came out of the shower, he sat on the sofa for a while, feeling a bit bored. In the past, An Qian would sit on the sofa and do something while there was a cartoon on the TV—the two pigs.

Even if the two of them don't speak, the state of being able to get along is comfortable and relaxing.

He pursed his lips and went back to the master bedroom to sleep.

When she got up the next day, Aunt Wang was already making breakfast, and she was informed by the hostess that she would only cook for one person.

Bo Xiangcheng ate breakfast alone, glanced at the second bedroom with the door closed, and went to work.

——You should go home in the afternoon.