In the evening, after Xu Haorui nursed the baby and lay down, Lin Qingjiu got into his arms and put her arms around his waist.
"Grandma agreed to borrow potatoes?"
Xu Haorui hugged him back, "Yeah."
Lin Qingjiu heard the unhappiness in his tone, raised her head and looked at him with clear eyes, "Why are you unhappy?"
He looked at the innocent smile of the young husband, lowered his head and kissed his red lips, not wanting to dirty his ears, "Be good, go to sleep quickly, otherwise the child will wake up in the middle of the night and make you unable to sleep."
Without waiting for Lin Qingjiu to ask, he turned his head and blew out the oil lamp on the low table, hugged Lin Qingjiu and closed his eyes.
Lin Qingjiu wanted to ask, but when she thought about Xu Haorui having to get up to feed the child and change diapers at night, she couldn't bear to disturb his rest, so she stopped thinking.
Little Lizi was born on September 20th. Half a month later, the little baby looks so cute, white and tender, with big watery eyes that make people’s hearts melt. After drinking the milk, everyone will smile. He smiles cheerfully, and is so soft and cute that it is rare to see him.
After half a month of recovery, Lin Qingjiu has recovered a lot and can now get out of bed and walk around with her child in her arms.
Today, the seventh day of October, is the nineteenth birthday of Xu Haorui's body.
However, after entering the apocalypse, he had not celebrated a birthday for a long time, and his birthday in his previous life was not today. If he hadn't seen Lin Qingjiu cooking longevity noodles for him, he would have almost forgotten it, and almost wanted to refute that it's not his birthday.
Lin Qingjiu held the noodles and looked at him with a confused look on his face, wondering: "What's wrong? Come here and eat longevity noodles."
He walked to the dining table, bent down and put his face down. Xu Haorui smiled and stepped forward to hug his slender waist. "It's okay. I forgot my birthday for a moment. Thank you Brother Qing."
Lin Qingjiu turned around and held his face with both hands, "I saw a confused look on your face just now. If I hadn't read your birth certificate at the beginning, I would have thought I remembered it wrong."
Xu Haorui lowered his head and kissed him, "Sorry, it's my fault."
Lin Qingjiu accepted it generously, raised his chin slightly, raised his hand and patted his arm, "Okay, go and eat quickly, so as not to make the dough lumpy and unpalatable."
Xu Haorui let go of him, sat at the table, lowered his head, picked up a piece of chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Lin Qingjiu stared at him helplessly.
Xu Haorui chewed his cheeks for a moment, then realized what he was doing and praised: "Well, it's really delicious."
Lin Qingjiu curled her lips, her eyes were bright, and she said excitedly: "That's good, I haven't cooked for a long time, and I'm still worried... Ari, hurry up and eat, I'll go do other things."
Xu Haorui picked him up with his left hand, put him on his strong thigh, and said disapprovingly: "You are not good enough to move around. You are not allowed to walk around for a long time."
Lin Qingjiu shook the arm around his waist unwillingly and said softly, "Quickly, I will go back to the room to rest in a while."
Xu Haorui remained unmoved and continued to eat the noodles with his right hand, even picking it up and feeding it to Lin Qingjiu.
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The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]
Romance[Dedicated to farming and hoarding food. Doting on his wife. Handsome and aggressive x straightforward and clingy, beautiful and succumbing] Xu Haorui, who has been surviving in the apocalypse for nearly ten years, unfortunately died while escortin...