The Buddhist Wife of the Cold-Hearted Educated Youth in the 1970s

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Chapter 73

After knowing Feng Liang's situation, Meng Wanqiu has been trying to contact Master Buxuzi, hoping that he could figure out his whereabouts, but Buxuzi's whereabouts became a mystery. Meng Wanqiu was unable to contact Buxuzi when she was about to give birth.

In the last month, Meng Wanqiu had already taken maternity leave. Her belly was getting bigger and bigger, and her coat could no longer cover it. Meng Wanqiu checked her own pulse and had a feeling that the birth would happen in the next few days.

However, at this time, women had maternity leave, but men did not. However, Pei Xingzhi's top boss was Bai Fengyao, who generously gave Pei Xingzhi half a month of maternity leave.

Meng Wanqiu looked out the window. The moon was bright and the cool night breeze blew in. Her face felt cool and her breathing was relaxed. Occasionally, she heard noises from next door and the crying of a baby. In the past few months, several children have been born in Xinghua Alley, and crying can always be heard at night.

Pei Xingzhi came in with a basin and a handkerchief on his wrist, "Come and soak your feet. I'll massage you later."

As the month progressed, Meng Wanqiu's feet often cramped at night. Pei Xingzhi got used to soaking her feet before going to bed, and then massaging her using the method Meng Wanqiu taught him.

Meng Wanqiu sat cross-legged on the kang. When she saw Pei Xingzhi, she crawled to the side and put her legs down. Although her belly was big, Meng Wanqiu was still very flexible.

Meng Wanqiu looked down at Pei Xingzhi. He was helping her roll up her trouser legs. His eyelashes were long and curled, casting a shadow on his lower eyelids. His nose was high and straight, and his skin was very good, white and delicate, and even the pores were invisible.

Meng Wanqiu couldn't help but touch his face. The little hooligan's attributes had to be taken out from time to time.

Pei Xingzhi's eyelids trembled, and he raised his eyebrows to look at Meng Wanqiu. The other party showed him a sweet smile, not shy at all.

With the corners of his mouth raised, Pei Xingzhi lowered his eyes, hiding the doting in his eyes, and splashed some hot water on Meng Wanqiu's white jade feet, and his cold voice sounded, "Is the water temperature OK? Do you want to add some hot water?"

Meng Wanqiu shook her head, "Just right. By the way, are all the things ready?"

Pei Xingzhi put the handkerchief on his wrist aside, got up and came to the table beside him. There was a big bag on it, and there was a list next to it. He checked the contents on the list and said, "All ready."

Because the due date is approaching, Meng Wanqiu plans to live in the hospital tomorrow. The bag contains the things they need to bring, the child's diapers, small quilts, milk powder and bottles, as well as her clothes and toiletries.

During the pregnancy, both Bai Fengyao and Meng Mingxia sent a lot of things to Meng Wanqiu and her son, and even Uncle Song's wife came to visit Meng Wanqiu.

A lot of supplements were sent, and Meng Mingxia had a comrade in the army whose family lived in Inner Mongolia. He used his connections to get a lot of milk powder. Meng Wanqiu was worried that it would go bad if she couldn't finish it, so she sent some to her family.

After soaking her feet, Pei Xingzhi wiped Meng Wanqiu with a dry towel and gave her a massage.

The couple chatted with each other, and tacitly did not talk about the gender of the child. Whether it was a boy or a girl, they loved it. Meng Wanqiu could vaguely tell the gender of the child, but she didn't tell Pei Xingzhi. She wanted to wait until the baby was born and wait for the surprise.