Chapter 901: Chapter 901 Gifted Chapter 901: Chapter 901 Gifted Taifeng looked up, his eyes sparkling, “Can I?”
Luo Qiao nodded, “Of course you can.”
Taifeng carefully reached out and touched Luo Qiao’s belly, “Auntie, is it a little brother or sister in your belly?”
Luo Qiao smiled and patted Taifeng on the head, “It’s hard to tell, maybe there’s a brother and a sister, maybe two brothers or two sisters, but no matter if it’s a brother or a sister, Taifeng, you’ll protect them, won’t you?”
Upon hearing this, Bo Taifeng suddenly felt a rise in responsibility and nodded vigorously, “Yes, I will be good to my brother and sister and protect them.”
Stone also said at this time, “And me too. This is my little nephew. When they’re a bit older, I’ll take them out to play.”
Gu Qianru joked, “That’s good to hear. Just don’t complain that the baby bothers you later.”
When Lu Yichen came in, he saw Stone and Taifeng both with their hands on his wife’s belly. He quickly walked over and pushed them aside. “How long have you been standing? Sit down and take a break.”
Gu Qianru made a face and muttered softly, “Such a jealous type.”
Although Stone and Taifeng had planned to stay until the next afternoon and even brought their school bags, Lu Yichen stubbornly sent them away.
The next morning, Lu Yichen got up and whispered to Luo Qiao, “Qiao Bao, take a rest today, sleep a bit more.”
At the front courtyard, he said to Rong Daniang, “Elder, Qiaoqiao mentioned a few days ago that she felt like drinking mutton soup. You don’t need to bother this morning. Just give me a big bowl. We can all have mutton soup. I’ll also bring back some crispy pancakes.”
Rong Daniang laughed, “We have everything at home. Cooking isn’t troublesome for me; just bring a portion back for Qiaoqiao.”
Lu Yichen didn’t listen to her. He entered the kitchen and took a big enamel basin, “I’ll be back shortly, and then we can all drink it together. It’d be a waste to cook more.”
When Luo Qiao woke up, Lu Yichen had already returned, and just as he was about to call her to get up, “Qiao Bao, are you awake?”
As he approached, Luo Qiao asked, “Did you buy mutton soup?”
Lu Yichen smiled and pinched Luo Qiao’s nose, “You’re almost like a dog with your sense of smell. Get up now. Didn’t you say you wanted to drink mutton soup? I’ve brought it. It’ll get cold if we wait any longer.”
Luo Qiao stretched lazily, though not too extensively, “What time did you go to line up?”
After speaking, she even reached out to touch his head. As Lu Yichen picked her up, he said, “As long as you want it, what’s there to fear about a queue?”
Luo Qiao leaned into Lu Yichen’s arms, “Thank you, Brother Chen.”
Lu Yichen kissed Luo Qiao on the forehead, “There’s no need for thanks, it’s all as it should be; don’t be so formal with me.”
After the two of them cleaned up, they went to the front courtyard. Rong Daniang had just started ladling into bowls, worried that it would cool down if she served too early.
Time passed day by day. Every few days someone would visit the second courtyard: members of the Luo family, the Yuan family, or masters and their wives. Since it had gotten colder, everyone tacitly agreed not to let her go out; instead, they came to see her.
Now, her belly had grown quite large. Mostly, Lu Yichen would pick her up and drop her off for school. She no longer came home for lunch; Elder Rong and Rong Daniang would bring it to the school.
Her fellow female students often envied and teased her.
But there was no helping it. Lu Yichen was worried about her traveling back and forth when the pregnancy advanced, so he firmly decided not to let her run around at noon. Whenever he had time, he would also bring lunch, but most of the time, it was Elder Rong and Rong Daniang.
Before New Year’s Day, Luo Qiao had a breakthrough in a project she was researching on her own and had also published two academic papers in a row, which caused quite a stir and sensation.
By the end of the year, she had mostly completed her master’s specialist and basic courses. Considering that twins might be born prematurely, she pushed forward her academics as much as possible so she could start her leave early.
She had also made considerable progress in the project she was working on with Professor Chang. After the New Year’s, it seemed likely to yield results. The names on Professor Chang’s reports always included Luo Qiao and other team members’, with Luo Qiao’s name always appearing second.
No one in the project team wasn’t envious, but she indeed made significant contributions. Many of the data points came from her hands, so others could only envy her, especially given her rare talent in medicine.