The world of film and television begins with Zhou Bingkun in the human world.

Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Bingkun still spent the New Year with Zheng Juan, Old Mrs. Zheng, and Zheng Guangming.

Zhou Zhigang, Zhou Bingyi, and Zhou Rong also failed to return.

Of course, this time, although Zhou Zhigang did not return to Jichun City, he also did not go to Guizhou to look for Zhou Rong.

Zhou Bingkun had absolutely no idea about this. What he was thinking about at the moment was that people always liked to set off fireworks or firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

There are too many firecrackers during the New Year. What if they startle Zheng Juan?

It should be noted that Zheng Juan was already more than six months pregnant, and her belly was quite large.

So throughout the New Year, Zhou Bingkun almost wanted to stay by Zheng Juan's side 24 hours a day.

Zheng Juan found Zhou Bingkun's actions both amusing and deeply moving, and she felt increasingly fortunate to be alive.

However, precisely because Zheng Juan was pregnant, Zhao Chun didn't get a holiday for the Chinese New Year this year. After all, it wouldn't be right to have a heavily pregnant Zheng Juan taking care of the comatose Li Suhua. Or perhaps Grandma Zheng could take care of her?

Obviously, none of these options worked, so Zheng Juan could only repeatedly apologize and thank Zhao Chun, who stayed to take care of Li Suhua. At the same time, she also instructed Zhou Bingkun to make sure to prepare a thank-you gift for Zhao Chun.

As for Zhao Chun, after receiving two jin of meat and an extra two yuan from Zhou Bingkun, she was overjoyed. It was just going home together for the New Year. We see each other all the time, and whether we get together for the New Year or not, it's nothing compared to the money and meat.

And so, amidst the sound of firecrackers, Zhou Bingkun held Zheng Juan as they spent the 71st New Year and arrived at the 72nd.

After the Spring Festival, Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan lived a very ordinary life, but happiness permeated the ordinariness.

Time passed day by day, and Zheng Juan's belly grew bigger every day.

So, one day in June—

Zhou Bingkun paced anxiously back and forth in the hospital corridor, glancing towards the delivery room every now and then.

Grandma Zheng and Zheng Guangming were also filled with anxiety, no better than Zhou Bingkun.

Zheng Juan has been in the delivery room for more than two hours, and there is still no news of her movements.

"Bingkun, stop walking back and forth, sit down, sit down." Old Mrs. Zheng was getting a little dizzy from Zhou Bingkun's constant circling around, so she quickly called out to him.

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Bingkun turned around and sat back down in his seat, put his hands on his knees, and then started shaking his legs uncontrollably.

After what seemed like an eternity, finally, sounds came from the delivery room.

"Are Zheng Juan's family members here?" A nurse came out of the delivery room carrying a baby.

"Again and again, I am Zheng Juan's husband!"

"I'm Zheng Juan's mother!"

"I'm his brother!"

Zhou Bingkun and the other two rushed to the nurse.

Congratulations! Mother and baby are both safe and sound. Your baby weighs 6 pounds 6 ounces and is very healthy!

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" Zhou Bingkun stiffly tried to take the baby from the nurse's arms, but was pushed aside by Old Mrs. Zheng with a look of disgust: "Your arms are so stiff, let me do it. I'm good at holding babies—"

Zhou Bingkun smiled ingratiatingly as he watched as Old Mrs. Zheng took the child from the nurse.

Then Zhou Bingkun saw that the child being held in Old Mrs. Zheng's arms was actually quite handsome despite his ugly appearance.

His skin was dry and his face was covered in wrinkles, making him look like a little old man.

However, Zhou Bingkun, having transmigrated from the future, knew that most newborns looked like this, and it would take about a day or two for their skin to plump up and become fair and chubby.

Zhou Bingkun's heart melted at the sight of the little guy who weighed only a few pounds, but unfortunately, the child was being held by Grandma Zheng, and she wouldn't let him hold him at all.

Not long after, Zheng Juan was also wheeled out of the delivery room. Zhou Bingkun, who hadn't been able to hold his baby, rushed over to greet her and offered words of comfort. At the same time, Old Mrs. Zheng also came over with the baby in her arms, allowing Zheng Juan to take a good look at her child.

"The child is so handsome, just like Bingkun." Zheng Juan looked at her wrinkled, old-man-like son and smiled weakly.

When Zhou Bingkun heard Zheng Juan's words, he wanted to ask her how she could tell that this wrinkled old man looked exactly like him.

A week after the baby was born, Zheng Juan was taken out of the hospital and returned home to begin her postpartum confinement period.

Zhou Bingkun, on the other hand, began to live a life that was both excruciating and unbearable.

It's so exhausting, the kids are so demanding.

Almost every now and then he would burst into tears.

It's either because it peed, pooped, or is hungry.

There is almost no difference between day and night.

Thanks to Grandma Zheng's special trip to help take care of Zheng Juan and the child, and with Zhao Chun's help as well, Zhou Bingkun was finally able to get a relief.

Even so, Zhou Bingkun often felt listless while working at the soy sauce factory during the day.

Then every day after get off work, Zhou Bingkun would start washing the baby's diapers when he got home.

The main problem is that the baby uses diapers far too frequently; it seems like the baby needs to use dozens of diapers a day.

As time went on, the child started sleeping longer.

For some reason, the child sleeps during the day but is unusually energetic at night, which is another kind of torture for Zhou Bingkun.

When Zheng Juan finished her postpartum confinement, Zhou Bingkun looked incredibly haggard.

Zhou Bingkun used to be a very energetic young man, but now he has dark circles under his eyes all the time, and his eyes are bloodshot. In just one month, he has lost about ten pounds.

On the contrary, Zheng Juan seems to have gained a lot of weight since before she got pregnant.

As time went by, the baby grew day by day. Just as Zhou Bingkun had imagined, the originally wrinkled little man-like figure gradually transformed into a chubby, pink and tender little guy.

Moreover, the baby's appearance was remarkably similar to Zhou Bingkun's; anyone who saw it would be 100% certain that this was Zhou Bingkun's son.

Looking at the little guy who looked so much like himself, Zhou Bingkun felt that the suffering he had endured over the past month was actually quite acceptable.

Just as Zhou Bingkun was happily watching the little guy blowing bubbles, the little guy suddenly burst into tears.

Zhou Bingkun quickly and skillfully removed the diaper from the baby, and a particularly foul smell wafted from it. Oh no, the baby had pooped again.

I took out the diaper, wiped the little one's bottom with paper, and put on a new diaper.

After the diaper was changed, the little guy stopped crying and looked at Zhou Bingkun, making "ah" sounds as if he was talking to him.