Dressed and fed, other than during childhood, it was only during this period of pregnancy that one could enjoy such care.
Since New Year's Day, Qin Guanglin had started to feel as though each day was a year, closely monitoring He Fang's fetal movements daily. He would often bend over to place his ear against her belly to listen in, which somewhat dissipated He Fang's original tension, allowing her to relax and wait quietly for the day of labor to arrive.
Qin's Mom had been familiarizing herself with this new home, the kitchen, the egg beater, the juicer, the bottle warmer... These were all novelties to her. Having lived in the old house with Qin Guanglin, she had never fussed with such devices, not paying much mind to the quality of life. Now, seeing their exquisite living conditions, she couldn't help feeling comforted. Each generation being better than the last was the wish of every parent.
