Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 1169 The Image of Fatherly Love

Wang An slowly and methodically sorted through a large pile of lunchboxes, praising how delicious the restaurant's pickled vegetables were as he did so.

They praised the pickled vegetables to the skies, saying they were the best they could ever find. But the only question the owners cared about was what was written on the wooden skewer, which Wang An never mentioned.

Just as Wang An finished packing up the lunchboxes and was about to leave, the boss and his wife couldn't help but ask him about it again. It was clear that they were so anxious that they were about to pick up a cleaver and a rolling pin and give Wang An a good beating.

Only then did Wang An slowly and innocently say:

"It's nothing much. One of the slips said 'male' and the other said 'female.' The old man originally wanted me to draw a slip, but I drew both. That's how my wife got pregnant with twins."

After Wang An finished making up his story, he saw that the boss and his wife were deep in thought, so he turned to leave. Just then, the boss suddenly asked Wang An:

"Brother, so that means if you hadn't drawn both lots, your wife might not have gotten pregnant with twins, right?"

Upon hearing this, Wang An instantly adopted a charlatan's expression and said in a very pretentious manner:

"Absolutely. Can I just listen to him and choose one? Only a fool would choose only one. It would be so much better to have both a son and a daughter."

To be fair, although Wang An was talking nonsense, his serious expression made it seem quite convincing. In any case, the boss and his wife genuinely believed Wang An's lies.

Little did they know, Wang An's rambling was just a way to amuse himself with a few pieces of pickled vegetables.

Of course, most importantly, because Wang An had a pair of twins, he was right to say whatever he wanted.

After Wang An finished speaking, the boss and his wife exchanged a glance, seemingly having a tacit understanding.

After Wang An finished speaking, seeing that the two people didn't say anything, he turned around and left the restaurant, heading towards the hospital.

Back at the hospital, Mu Xueqing saw Wang An return with a large pile of lunchboxes, and her two beautiful eyes immediately lit up with a smile. She said to Wang An with a beaming smile:
"What's good to eat? Is there any meat?"

Ever since he was hospitalized, Wang An has made sure to buy braised pork every time he goes out to buy food.

The reason why Mu Xueqing buys braised pork for every meal is because she loves to eat it.

Wang An thought for a moment, then said with a smile:

"There must be meat."

Turning his head, Wang An called to Huang Li:
"Little Oriole, come and eat."

Wang An spread several old newspapers on the bed, layering them several times, before placing the lunchbox on top of the newspapers.

The main reason was that Mu Xueqing had just given birth and was very inconvenient to move around. At that time, there was no simple table or anything on the hospital bed, so there was no good way for Mu Xueqing to eat without going to bed.

When Wang An opened the lunchboxes one by one, Mu Xueqing, who had been excited, immediately looked disappointed, and her beautiful eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot.

Mu Xueqing stared at the food for a long time before pouting and saying to Wang An with a displeased expression:

"Xiao An, where's the meat?"

Wang An picked up a small piece of meat, about the size of a grain of rice, from the braised meat, chuckled, and stuffed it into Mu Xueqing's mouth, saying:
"Isn't this meat? Try it, it's delicious!"

Mu Xueqing just stared intently at Wang An without saying a word, which made Wang An feel uneasy.

So Wang An cut a fried egg in half, then put one half into Mu Xueqing's mouth, and said to her in a tone as if coaxing a child:

"We won't eat meat for the next few days. Once you've recovered, I'll make sure you eat meat with every meal, okay? Be a good boy/girl."

Women who have just given birth are often emotionally unstable, so Wang An was really worried that Mu Xueqing might lose her temper or something.

Mu Xueqing chewed a few bites of the fried egg, then said with a displeased expression, "Did they forget to put salt in this fried egg? It's so bland."

Mu Xueqing knew that new mothers shouldn't eat too much salt, so this was just a grumble.

Wang An said with a smile:

"There's nothing I can do. The doctor said you can't eat too much salt and should eat a light diet."

After finishing half a poached egg, Wang An picked up a spoon and fed Mu Xueqing a spoonful of egg custard. Mu Xueqing tasted it, then frowned and said:

"Without salt, it doesn't taste good at all."

Wang An also scooped a spoonful of egg custard into his mouth, and then said, quite against his will:

"It tastes pretty good, I think it's alright."

No matter how well an egg custard is steamed, if it's not salted, it tastes like nothing at all.

It must be admitted that the saying "Soup without salt is no better than water, and a person without money is no better than a ghost" is absolutely true.

Fortunately, Wang An had a secret weapon: pickled red cabbage.

While Mu Xueqing wasn't looking, Wang An popped a small piece of pickled vegetable into his mouth and ate it with the rather bland noodles, quite enjoying it.

To avoid attracting Mu Xueqing's attention, Wang An didn't even give the pickled vegetables to Huang Li; he ate them all himself.

In this respect, Wang An is damn cunning.

And so, a meal that was utterly tasteless for Mu Xueqing and Huang Li was finished.

After the meal, Huang Li was in charge of cleaning up and washing the lunchboxes, while Wang An drove to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Upon arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative, Wang An immediately began buying things.

Baby bottles, formula, thermos flasks, small iron pots, eggs, millet, noodles, brown sugar, white sugar, cotton cloth, enamel basins, enamel mugs—basically anything that could be used now or might be used, Wang Anquan bought it all.

Wang An bought six baby bottles and a whole box of formula.

There's no other way; baby bottles these days are all made of glass, so you need to have a spare if one breaks.

As for buying so much milk powder, Wang An's idea was that if Mu Xueqing were to feed two children, her breast milk would most likely not be enough. In this way, the milk powder could come in handy. The key point was that milk powder in this era did not have the technology or rudimentary processes, so there was no problem with the babies eating it.

Of course, even if Mu Xueqing's breast milk is enough for two children, there will be no shortage of formula, which can be consumed by any member of the family.

The small iron pot was used by Wang An to cook porridge, noodles, or boil eggs for Mu Xueqing, in case she got hungry in the middle of the night.

Seeing Wang An return with a large pile of things, Mu Xueqing finally couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep. Wang An then sat obediently by the bed, watching his two children intently.

Of course, the oriole does almost the same thing.

When Mu Xueqing woke up, it was already four hours later, and it was completely dark.

Huang Li was already asleep in bed, while Wang An, apart from filling the stove, sat there obediently, staring intently at his two children.

At this moment, the image of fatherly love embodied by Wang An became even clearer!
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