Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 276

It was early in the morning of Laba, and the sky was still dark.

Feng Zhan wrapped his wife tightly, then picked her up by the waist, went all the way downstairs, and stuffed her into the back seat of the car.

Nie Lingchuan gave Mrs. Zhou a day off yesterday, and today they will return to their old home.

At this point, the street lights are like a long queue winding in the dark night, and there are almost no vehicles on the streets. The occasional taxi whizzes by on the empty streets, and most people are still asleep.

Feng Zhan drove, with Nie Lingchuan in the passenger seat.

Slow pure music was playing in the car, and the heater had already made the car warm.

The journey was smooth, and when we arrived at the old house, the lights were already on.

"Uncle, sister, brother-in-law, you are here." Nie Canglan heard the voice and walked out to wait. "The porridge will be ready soon. Grandma was still talking about it just now."

Feng Zhan looked at him. Using the assistive device, he had no problem walking at all. It was just not as smooth as a normal person. You could see some problems.

"You wake up so early, won't you feel sleepy in class?"

"Knowing that you are here today, I went to bed before nine o'clock yesterday and slept for seven or eight hours, which was enough." He looked at Nie Fuyao in Feng Zhan's arms, "My sister can really sleep."

"Pregnant people have the right to be willful." Even if she is not pregnant, she can be willful.

After entering the house, Feng Zhan greeted the two elders and sent Nie Fuyao upstairs.

The old lady followed all the way and saw the bulging belly and said, "I'm going to give birth in about a month."

"Yes!" Feng Zhan looked forward to it. "I have discussed it with my family. My daughter will take my surname, and my son will take his surname Nie."

"Ouch..." The old lady smiled from ear to ear, "My daughter and her son are all the same, they can have any surname, and our family has no heir to the throne."

Seeing that his wife was sleeping peacefully, Feng Zhan helped the old lady go downstairs, "There is no throne, but there is a company."

"My father is an entertainment company, and it is not appropriate for a girl to inherit it. It just so happens that I own a beauty company, and I will leave it to my daughter in the future."

This is not biased.

Although Zhizhen Beauty has only been established recently, its products are of excellent quality and it is inevitable to grow bigger.

Looking at global beauty companies, the wealth created by top beauty companies is immeasurable.

His current goal is to wait for his daughter to be born, and then continue to work hard for her career. When the child grows up and the company is handed over, he will stay with his wife and retire directly.

The old lady just listened and did not interfere in the younger generation's affairs.

Downstairs, the adults were sitting together chatting, while Cang Lan took out an original document and handed it to Feng Zhan.

"Brother-in-law, please practice speaking with me."

"Okay!" Feng Zhan took people to the tea room in the next room and started communicating with Nie Canglan about the original document in his hand.

If you encounter some grammatical problems during the period, you will be given separate explanations of written and spoken language.

After all, during the exam, if you don’t pay attention, you will lose points.

At about six o'clock, the aunt came out with a tray with fragrant eight-treasure porridge on it.

"The eight-treasure porridge is ready, while it's hot!"

Everyone came forward and each received a bowl, which contained peanuts, longans, lotus seeds, red beans, etc. cooked together. It was thick and sweet. After one bite, the sweet and soft taste made people happy to the bottom of their hearts.

Every year, the old house celebrates various festivals, such as Cold Food Festival, Shangzhongxiayuan Festival, Qingming, Dragon Boat Festival and Double Ninth Festival, etc.

Nie Lingchuan lives alone and only celebrates one Spring Festival a year, sparing other festivals as much as possible.

The old lady said: "Tomorrow, the Ruan family will send half a pig over."

"Half a pig? What did you order?" The old man grunted while drinking the porridge, "Can you finish it?"

"Cai Qingnian prepares sausages every year and makes them by herself. This year I followed her and learned a little bit. After I prepared them, I shared some with my in-laws and saved money on buying them." The old lady said with interest, "Maybe not Disaster."

"Ask her to help you prepare it for your in-laws. Don't let it go wrong."

"I know." The old lady thought the same way. "When I leave during the Chinese New Year, Feng Zhan will take some with me. Shake Yao likes to eat."

"Okay, thank you grandma." Feng Zhan nodded.

Huo Yao really likes to eat, but he doesn't eat much at a time. Usually three or five slices are enough. Any more will make him feel tired.

But if you have it at home, you will miss it if you don’t eat it.Just after seven o'clock, Nie Canglan picked up his schoolbag and said hello to go to school.

Nie Lingchuan played chess with the old man.

The old lady went out to chat with the old sisters in the courtyard.

Feng Zhan came upstairs to watch over his wife, so he could hear her needs as soon as possible.

As she neared delivery, her sleep quality was particularly poor. Sister-in-law Zhou racked her brains to make her eat well.

Sister-in-law Zhou has been working at the Nie family for so many years, and this is really her first time cooking meals for pregnant women.

When her daughter was pregnant, Mrs. Zhou only gave her money and her usual meals.

When it comes to Nie Fuyao, it's naturally different. After all, he is an employer and receives a high salary, so he will naturally be more dedicated.

To paraphrase a joke from Mrs. Zhou, her two daughters grew up in rough times.

Nie Fuyao had a very hard life before he came back. His body was injured after all. Although he was almost healed, he was still not as good as someone who had been healthy since childhood.

Therefore, Feng Zhan has often had nightmares recently.

Secretly, he hopes to have a child with Yao Yao.

Ever since they got married, he felt like he was always floating, always having the illusion that he couldn't catch her.

If you have children, if you have children with the same blood, you can tie people around you.

He admitted that he was selfish, but the feeling of worrying about gains and losses was too painful.

"What are you thinking?"

A hoarse voice sounded.

Feng Zhan came back to his senses and saw that she was awake. He stepped forward to help her up, "Have you slept enough?"

"Yeah!" Nie Fuyao frowned, "If you keep at it, we'll be unloading the goods soon. Sleeping has been very uncomfortable lately."

"You find a comfortable position and I'll hold you!"

"I can't sleep anymore, I'm hungry." She yawned and said, "Laba porridge?"

"Yes, if you want to eat anything else, I'll prepare it for you."

He stepped on the compromise and went to the bathroom with his big belly in his hands, "If you don't want to eat something sweet, let's make an egg pancake, oil-free."

"Okay!" Feng Zhan stood at the door of the bathroom, "Are you okay?"

"Go!"

In the kitchen, Feng Zhan beat four eggs, put in some flour, added chopped green onion and a little salt, and stirred evenly.

Heat a non-stick pan, pour in the batter and spread it evenly.

A thin layer, front and back half a minute.

Nie Fuyao took a shower and went downstairs. Feng Zhan was ready.

Seeing her standing on the stairs with a big belly, Feng Zhan hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and several others rushed forward and carefully helped her down.

"I'm fine." There's really no need to be so cautious.

Feng Zhan said: "I'll do my job. Even if you tell me it's okay ten thousand times, I will still be worried."

After witnessing the changes in his wife over the past few months, Feng Zhan was happy and distressed.

If the child dares to make his wife angry in the future, the family will probably have to keep fire sticks at home.

It’s useless for anyone to protect you.

In the tea room, the Nie family and his son looked over.

Seeing Feng Zhan circling Nie Fuyao was really both gratifying and teasing.

Feng Zhan, look at you like this.

(End of this chapter)