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Chapter 110 The Child Grows Up Day by Day

"For the children."

Qian Cheng took it and examined it over and over. The craftsmanship was still excellent, not a bit different.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhang Changtian hummed in response, saying nothing more, but Qian Cheng noticed a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.

Life went on like this, and Nian'en grew up day by day.

After the full moon, she cried less. She would eat her fill and then sleep. When she woke up, she would look around quietly.

My neighbor, an older woman, came over for a visit: "This child is so well-behaved, quiet and easy to take care of."

Qian Cheng smiled and replied, "She takes after her mother; she has a good temper."

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Zhang Mingxi glared at him: "You mean I won't lose my temper?"

Qian Cheng quickly said, "No, no, it's fine if you get angry."

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Zhang Mingxi was amused by him.

Qian Cheng still goes to the company every day, but rushes home as soon as he gets off work, without wasting a minute.

Before, I might sit and chat with Lao Wang and Lao Li after work, but not anymore. I leave on time, more proactive than anyone else.

Old Li couldn't help but say, "Xiao Qian, you're a model husband now."

Qian Cheng chuckled and said, "It's not that I'm a model husband, it's that my daughter misses me."

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"How old is she? She already knows how to miss you?"

"I know, she gets upset when I leave, but smiles when I come back."

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Old Li didn't believe it, but Qian Cheng said, "You wait, I'll bring her here to see you someday."

"Okay, I'll wait."

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When Nian'en was two months old, she actually started to smile.

He smiles at everyone he sees, but he smiles the most when he sees Qian Cheng.

As soon as Qian Cheng entered the room, she was lying on the small bed. Upon hearing his voice, she turned her head, her eyes brightening, and grinned, revealing her toothless gums. She smiled like a flower.

Seeing this, Qian Chengxin was completely moved. He quickly washed his hands and picked her up.

She squirmed in his arms, her little hands grabbing his face, his nose, his mouth, scratching until it hurt, but he didn't flinch.

Zhang Mingxi couldn't help but say, "Just keep spoiling her."

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Qian Cheng didn't care: "She's my daughter, if I don't spoil her, who will?"

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At night, Nian'en slept in the same room as them, with her small bed next to the big bed. Qian Cheng would get up to check on her in the middle of the night, getting up several times throughout the night.

Zhang Mingxi couldn't stand it anymore: "Don't get up, she'll cry if she's hungry."

Qian Cheng tucked the blanket around the little boy, felt his hands to see if they were cold, and listened to his breathing to see if it was even. Only after checking everything did he feel at ease and lie back down.

I couldn't fall asleep even after lying back down, so I listened to her breathing, one breath at a time, slowly and evenly, and eventually I fell asleep.

Life went on like this.

At the company, Lao Wang comes to submit his accounts once a month.

The production bases in Liaoyang, Anshan, and Fushun are all operating normally, the vegetables are growing well, and the supply is stable.

The number of customers in the provincial capital has increased by dozens, and now we supply more than 800 units, delivering more than 80,000 kilograms of vegetables every day.

"Uncle Wang, thank you for your hard work."

Old Wang shook his head: "It's not hard work, it's just that everyone misses you when you're not around."

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Qian Cheng smiled: "I miss you all too."

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Old Wang asked, "When are you coming back to work?"

Qian Cheng gave a vague answer: "Soon, when Nian'en is a little older."

Old Wang nodded: "No rush, we'll handle the company's affairs."

Qian Cheng hung up the phone, sat on the sofa, and looked out the window.

The sky was blue, with a few clouds drifting by.

He recalled the days when he was so busy he barely had time to breathe, dealing with contracts, ledgers, warehouses, and fleets of vehicles.

The company is still there, the business is still there, he's just temporarily put it aside.

Qian Cheng knew in his heart that he would have to go back sooner or later, but not now.

Now, he has more important things to do.

When Nian'en was three months old, she was able to roll over.

When lying down, it can lift its head and look around. After looking around for a while, it gets tired and lies down again. After resting for a while, it lifts its head up again.

Qian Cheng lay down next to her, face to face, and she stared at him for a long time before suddenly reaching out and grabbing his nose.

"Ouch!" he cried out.

She was startled, withdrew her hand, and pouted as if about to cry.

Qian Cheng quickly comforted her, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Daddy was just teasing you."

She stopped crying, reached out and grabbed again, this time grabbing his mouth. After grabbing it, she put it in her own mouth to taste what it tasted like.

Zhang Mingxi laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight: "You two are really something."

When Nian'en was four months old, she could recognize people.

She smiles when she sees her mother, she smiles when she sees her father, and she hides in her mother's arms when she sees strangers.

Qian Cheng carried her out of the house and ran into the neighbor's wife. The neighbor's wife wanted to hug her, but she turned her face away, nestled on her father's shoulder, and refused to look at her.

The older sister-in-law laughed: "This girl is shy around strangers, just like her father."

Qian Cheng asked with dissatisfaction, "I'm not shy at all, I'm naturally outgoing."

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The older sister-in-law rolled her eyes.

When Nian'en was five months old, she could sit up.

At first, it couldn't sit still and kept wobbling like a little roly-poly toy.

Qian Cheng surrounded her with pillows, and she sat in the middle, supporting herself with both hands, looking around with great interest.

When they get tired of sitting, they lean back on the pillow, lying on their backs with their legs in the air, kicking and playing.

Qian Cheng looked at her and thought to himself, "This girl has the same temperament as me; she's restless and can't stay still."

When Nian'en was six months old, she could crawl. She would lie on the ground, her bottom wiggling as she moved forward. She moved slowly but persistently, crawling over to get whatever she saw.

Qian Cheng placed the toy in front of her, and she crawled over, picked it up, and put it in her mouth.

Qian Cheng quickly took the toy away and put it a little further away, but she climbed on it again.

Zhang Mingxi couldn't help but say, "Stop teasing her, she says you're bullying her."

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Qian Cheng chuckled: "I didn't bully her, I was training her."

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Zhang Mingxi asked with dissatisfaction, "She's only six months old, what kind of training is she doing?"

Qian Cheng forced an explanation: "Exercising your body and staying healthy is essential to preventing illness."

Zhang Mingxi rolled her eyes at him, pushed him aside, and played with her daughter herself.

Life went on like this, Nian'en changed every day, and so did the family.

Hou Yufen would come every few months, stay for a few days, help out, and then go back.

She said she wasn't used to living in the city and preferred the village.

Qian Cheng knew she didn't want to cause them any trouble, so he didn't insist she stay.

Every time they come, they bring a lot of things: vegetables they grow themselves, eggs they raise themselves, and pickled cabbage they make themselves.

Qian Cheng always told his mother not to bring it, but he couldn't persuade her otherwise.

Qian Lu and his sister-in-law also came once, bringing Xiao Ni with them. Xiao Ni is four years old, with two little braids, and speaks eloquently.

She saw Nian'en and called her "sister," but Nian'en didn't know how to say it and just smiled at her.

Xiao Ni sang to her, "Little Swallow Wears a Flowery Dress." After she finished singing, Nian En was still laughing, so Xiao Ni sang it again and again. She sang it several times, and Nian En was still laughing.

Xiao Ni, panting, said, "Why is my sister always laughing?"

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Qian Cheng explained on behalf of Nian En: "Because she likes you."

Xiao Ni was so happy when she heard this that she continued singing.

Zhang Changtian and Deng Jingshu also came.

Deng Jingshu brought a large bag of herbs, saying they were for Zhang Mingxi to nourish his body.

Zhang Changtian didn't say anything, he just held Nian'en in his arms and sat on the chair for a long time.

Nian'en didn't cry. She nestled quietly in his arms, sometimes glancing up at him before looking down again and playing with her fingers.

Looking at the old man and the child, Qian Cheng thought to himself, "This old man may not say it, but he knows everything."

Was it like this when you held Zhang Mingxi back then?

When Nian'en was six months old, Qian Cheng started going back to work at the company.

I don't go every day, just two or three days a week, to handle some matters, hold meetings, and review the accounts.

Old Wang said, "You're finally back! If you hadn't come, we would have almost forgotten what you look like."

Qian Cheng laughed: "You guys did a great job, we didn't need you."

"We need you. You're the manager; we won't feel at ease if you don't come."

"Okay, then I'll come a few more times."

The company really doesn't have any major problems. The business is stable, the people are stable, and the accounts are clear. Qian Cheng felt at ease after looking at the reports.

Old Wang asked him what his next plan was.

Qian Cheng replied, "No rush. Let's stabilize what we have first and talk about it next year."

Old Wang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After leaving the company, Qian Cheng went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and then went to the department store to buy some milk powder.

Nian'en is getting older, and breast milk alone is not enough; we need to supplement with formula.

He needed coupons for milk powder, so he asked Director Liu to help him get a few, which he kept for later use.

The sales clerk recognized Qian Cheng, a regular customer, and said with a smile, "Back again to buy milk powder for your daughter?"

Qian Cheng nodded: "Yes, the little darling at home is waiting."

The sales clerk smiled and said, "You're such a good father."

Qian Cheng quickly waved his hand: "No, it won't do. Her mother is fierce; she won't let me in the door if I don't buy anything."

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Upon hearing Qian Cheng's explanation, the saleswoman laughed even harder.

When he got home, Nian'en was lying on the floor playing. When she saw him come in, she propped herself up on her hands, looked up at him, and grinned.

Qian Cheng put his things down, washed his hands, and picked her up.

She squirmed in his arms, scratching his face with her little hands, babbling incoherently.

Qian Cheng tilted his head and looked at Nian En: "Do you miss your dad?"

She didn't answer, she just looked at him and smiled.

Zhang Mingxi came out of the kitchen: "What did you buy?"

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"I bought groceries and milk powder."

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Zhang Mingxi took the milk powder and looked at it: "This brand is good. Nian'en didn't like to drink the previous one."

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"Then let's try this one."

That evening, the two sat on the sofa, Nian'en crawling around on the floor. Zhang Mingxi leaned on his shoulder.

"Qian Cheng, these are truly wonderful days."

"Yes, that's nice."

"Don't you think it's too slow? You used to be so busy, but now you stay at home every day."

"No problem, it's better to go slower, you can see it more clearly if you go slower."

"See clearly what?"

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"Make clear how you live your life."

Nian'en crawled over, stood up while holding onto the sofa, reached for the toys on the table, but couldn't reach them. Frustrated, she turned to look at Qian Cheng.

Qian Cheng handed her the toy, and she sat on the ground holding it, then put it in her mouth.

Zhang Mingxi quickly nudged Qian Cheng: "She's stuffing it into her mouth again, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Qian Cheng kept his eyes glued to the toy, but seeing that it was too big to fit in her mouth, he simply let his daughter have her way: "What does it matter? She's exploring the world."

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"Exploring the world doesn't mean you can eat toys, it's unclean."

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Qian Cheng took the toy, wiped it, and handed it back to her, who then put it in her mouth again.

Nian'en was tired from playing, so she lay down on the ground, blinking her eyes, almost falling asleep.

Qian Cheng picked her up, put her on the crib, and covered her with a blanket.

She turned over, her little mouth moved slightly, and she fell asleep.

Qian Cheng stood beside the small bed, looking at her.

Life may be slow, but he feels that this is how life should be.

After Nian'en turned six months old, life became even more enjoyable.

The little girl is getting more and more fun every day. She can roll over, sit up, crawl, and now she's starting to stand up while holding onto things.

She would grab onto anything she could, like the sofa, the coffee table, or the crib, and stand up. After a while, her legs would give way, and she would plop down on the ground. But she wouldn't cry. She would look up, then crawl and stand up again.

Qian Cheng would sometimes sit on the sofa and watch her for half a day, watching her fall and get up, fall and get up again, and the stubbornness on her little face was exactly the same as his.

Even Zhang Mingxi couldn't help but complain, "Why don't you lend her a hand?"

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"No need to help her, she can manage on her own."

Zhang Mingxi glared at him: "How old is she? Why are you training her?"

Qian Cheng laughed: "My daughter, sure."

Nian'en seemed to understand. She stood up again, holding onto the sofa. This time she stood much more steadily. She glanced back at her father, grinned, revealing four tiny, millet-like teeth, and smiled smugly.

Qian Cheng gave her a thumbs up. She didn't know what it meant, but seeing her dad smile, she smiled too, drooling as she laughed.

Hou Yufen came again, this time specifically to see Nian'en.

She said she missed her granddaughter and couldn't sleep, so she insisted on coming.

Qian Cheng went to the station to pick her up. She was carrying a big bundle, which contained small clothes and shoes, a jar of homemade pickled vegetables, and a bag of dried mushrooms.

"Mom, why did you bring so much stuff?" Qian Cheng took the heavy bundle.

Hou Yufen said, "I made the clothes and the shoes. The pickled vegetables are for you two, and the mushrooms are for Nian'en to make soup."

"Nian'en is only six months old and can't drink mushroom soup."

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"If you can't drink it, give it to Mingxi. If she drinks it, her milk will be better, and then she can drink it."

Qian Cheng was both amused and exasperated by these words.

When I got home, Nian'en was sitting on the playmat playing with wooden blocks.

They say they're playing with building blocks, but actually they just grab them and stuff them in their mouths.

As soon as Hou Yufen entered the door and saw her granddaughter, her eyes immediately reddened. She squatted down and reached out to hug her.

"Nian'en, Grandma's here, Grandma's giving you a hug."

Nian'en looked up at her, paused for a moment, then pouted and turned to crawl towards Zhang Mingxi.

Hou Yufen wasn't annoyed and followed behind. Nian'en climbed fast, and she chased after her. The old woman and the child circled around the house, and Zhang Mingxi couldn't stop laughing.

"Mom, she's shy around strangers. Don't worry, she'll be fine in a bit."

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"I'm not in a hurry. My granddaughter is shy with strangers but also affectionate."

Sure enough, after a short while, Nian'en was no longer afraid.

Hou Yufen teased her with a small cloth tiger, which she had made herself. It was sewn from red cloth and stuffed with cotton. It had a tiger-like head and a silly look.

Nian'en had never seen this thing before. She reached out to grab it, turned it over and over to look at it, and after a long time, she was about to put it in her mouth.

Hou Yufen quickly stopped her, saying that she couldn't eat it, that it was just for fun.

Nian'en wouldn't listen and kept trying to stuff the cloth tiger into her mouth, so Hou Yufen took it away and held it high. Nian'en couldn't reach it, so she got anxious, pouted, and pretended to cry.

Hou Yufen put it down for her again, and she put it in her mouth again.

Hou Yufen took it away again. The old woman and the little girl played like this for half an hour. Nian'en stopped crying and stopped putting food in her mouth. She hugged the cloth tiger, looking at it over and over, occasionally looking up at her grandmother, as if to say, "I don't want to eat anymore, give it to me."