After an early dinner, Han Yan went out with Qiqi in his arms.
Although the afterglow of the evening had faded, the summer heat was still steaming on the asphalt path in the residential area. The pedestrians on the road were faint. It was time for families to sit at the table and enjoy a sweet dinner. Even the cicadas that had been clamoring all day stopped to rest.
They took a taxi to the large children's store from last time. As soon as they entered, the cool air hit them in the face. The lights in the store were bright, and the temperature of the air conditioner was moderate. It made people feel comfortable walking in, but it was not too cold and irritating to the skin. The new receptionist at the front desk smiled and nodded at Han Yan who was carrying Qiqi. The service was still so warm.
Han Yan found a receptionist in the shopping area and asked her what he should buy to reduce the swelling and mosquito repellent on Qiqi's red packet.
"Sir, the Baby Floral Water and Baby Golden Water are very good. You can sprinkle a little for a few hours and no mosquitoes will dare to come close," the receptionist said with a smile.
"Baby Golden Water?" Han Yan thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Is it the Golden Water Baby in the TV series that says, 'Bathe, bathe, bathe, bathe, the Golden Water Baby'?"
"Yes, that's it." The receptionist saw Han Yan humming the brainwashing commercial song and couldn't help but laugh.
"Is this really that good?" Han Yan picked up a bottle of Baby Golden Water and asked doubtfully.
"Yes, Baby Golden Water can prevent mosquitoes, and it can also relieve itchiness. Moreover, this product is made of Chinese herbs, so it has a better mosquito repellent effect. It doesn't contain any irritating ingredients, and it's easy to volatilize. It's not like the cooling oil, which can easily be touched by the baby's eyes or mouth. It can better protect your baby's skin," the receptionist explained.
"Then how do I use this? Do I pour a little in when I shower?" Han Yan glanced at the introduction. It was similar to what the receptionist said. He hoped that it really had such a good effect.
"Your baby should be less than a year old, right?" the receptionist looked at Qiqi and asked.
Han Yan nudged Qiqi and said with a smile, "It hasn't even been a month!"
"Then you can pour about half a bottle cap into the bathwater before bathing her. Just bathe her like you usually do. She won't have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes for three to four hours after the bath. You can also rub some Baby Golden Water on the areas that aren't covered by clothes. If she is bitten by a mosquito or has heat rash, you can also apply some for her. But because your baby is too young, you have to dilute it before it turns one year old. You probably have to put one or two drops of Baby Golden Water on it, then dilute it with half a bottle of water," the waiter patiently explained to Han Yan.
Han Yan felt that it was not bad, so he took a bottle and put it in the shopping cart. He would try it first. If the effect was good, he would buy it after using it.
Pushing the cart to the place where mosquito nets were sold, Han Yan once again felt that human intelligence was really amazing! How could they think of so many tricks? Han Yan's own mosquito net was the most common kind. The four corners of the net were hung on the bed frame, and he could put them away when he wasn't using them. The mosquito nets in front of him were rectangular in shape, inverted semicircular in shape like a Mongolian yurt, and arched in shape. There were steel frames that could be folded like a tent, balloons that could be filled when used, and bamboo strips. There were dozens of different mosquito nets, and none of them were the same!
Han Yan immediately took a fancy to a mosquito net that was buckled like a pot lid in the baby's crib. He looked at the description and saw that the steel frame could be folded like an umbrella.
But when he saw this, Han Yan frowned. It could be folded like an umbrella. What if Qiqi was sleeping and its buckle wasn't fastened properly and it suddenly popped open, then the spring folded the steel frame and scratched or pricked Qiqi?
Shaking his head, Han Yan looked at other mosquito nets. Safety first. After searching for a while, he finally saw a beautiful and safe mosquito net!
The frame of this mosquito net was a combination of a floor-to-ceiling and a clamp. The floor-to-ceiling part was a square metal plate to ensure that the center of gravity of the frame wouldn't shift and become unstable. In the middle of the frame, there was an adjustable anti-slip clamp that could be clamped to the guardrail of the crib. This way, the frame of the mosquito net and the crib were connected as a whole. The mosquito net at the top of the frame was in the shape of a round embroidered flower. When it was spread down, it felt like a palace veil.
"This is for my little princess!" Han Yan praised in his heart.
Picking a mosquito net with yellow lace that matched the crib color at home, Han Yan asked the waiter to help pack it up. The mosquito net and the frame that hadn't been assembled yet were placed in a long box. It weighed more than 20 kilograms!
After paying the bill, Han Yan picked it up and left. His relaxed look stunned the waiter. Now that he had increased his strength, he didn't feel tired carrying Qiqi in one hand and things in the other.
Walking out of the door, Han Yan thought for a while. It was inconvenient to take the subway or bus like this, so he might as well take a taxi. So he walked to the side of the street and waited for the taxi to arrive.
The road was full of traffic. The sound of horns, the sound of engines, and the noise of pedestrians intertwined into a majestic symphony. The flashing of the red street lights, the fleeting of the car lights, and the bright lights of the high-rise buildings made people feel the bustling and noisy city.
Han Yan felt a movement in his trouser pocket. He didn't know who was calling. Now that both of his hands were busy, what should he do?
Fortunately, Han Yan was strong. Using the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of his left hand, he barely hooked the strap. Then, with the other two fingers, he took out the phone from his trouser pocket. He swiped the lock screen, lifted it up, and clamped it between his neck and shoulder.
The call went through. It was that bastard Song Zhiwen. He really knew how to pick the time to call.
"Hey, Old Yan, where are you now? Why is it so noisy?" Just now, a car roared by on the road.
"I'm outside buying things for Qiqi. What do you want?" Han Yan said loudly.
"Not now. I'll come to find you after work tomorrow. I'll tell you then."
"Okay, I'm not free now. Let's talk tomorrow."
The phone hung up. Han Yan was about to take the phone off his neck when suddenly, a horn sounded beside him.
"Beep!" The horn was screaming, and the sound was getting closer and closer.
Han Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
Just as he stepped aside, a motorcycle roared past Han Yan. A man with yellow hair on the motorcycle turned his head and cursed, "Motherf * cker, do you know how to watch the road?"
This was the sidewalk. How dare you break the traffic rules and shout like that! Han Yan was furious, but the motorcycle was already far away. Soon, he could only see its blood-red tail lights.
Han Yan frowned. Now that he was holding Qiqi, even if he was angry, he could only let it go.
"F * ck! My phone!" Han Yan just reacted. Just now, when he moved back, his neck and shoulder loosened, and the phone rolled to the ground.
"Where's the phone?" The ground was empty, and there was only a sewer opening.
No way! It fell in? Han Yan's eyelids twitched, and he squatted down to take a look. Although the sewer opening was sealed with steel, the gap in the middle was still big enough for a phone to slip through! Han Yan couldn't see anything, and only heard the sound of water flowing.
It was gone just like that? Not to mention whether it was possible to fish out the phone in such a turbulent current, even if it was possible, it would have been damaged by the water. Han Yan punched the tree next to him with his left fist. Under the heavy punch, the tree swayed slightly. Ignoring the pain, Han Yan's heart was full of regret.
This phone meant a lot to him! This was the iPhone 4 that Lu Yunran bought for him with her first month's salary after she started working. It replaced the Nokia that Han Yan had used for four years. It was the most precious gift that Han Yan had ever received. This "precious" didn't refer to its price, but the heavy heart!
After Lu Yunran left, this phone became Han Yan's last emotional sustenance. Looking at it, he would think of their sweet past. Sometimes at night, Han Yan would secretly flip through the photos in the album. He would look at the time when the two of them were holding hands tightly, at the time when their faces were pressed tightly together, at the time when they hugged each other and walked on the road. Lu Yunran was gone, but she still filled Han Yan's heart to the brim.
Now, even you have to leave me? Han Yan stared blankly at the dark sewer.
Han Yan sat in a taxi in a daze. When he got home, he hugged the sleeping Qiqi and sat on the bed. His heart was empty. Lu Yunran's beautiful figure seemed to appear in the night sky before his eyes, but she only looked back once before gradually disappearing into the distance. Just like the love between them, it was already so ethereal that it could no longer be grasped.
"Buzz, buzz." The sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings pierced through the void and entered Han Yan's ears.
Mosquitoes again!
Han Yan woke up from his daze, and his eyes glowed again. He chased away a few and killed a few. But now, Qiqi was like a piece of meat that attracted mosquitoes one after another.
He had to set up a mosquito net for Qiqi!
Han Yan first followed the waiter's instructions. He diluted a little baby gold water and applied it on Qiqi's exposed little arms and legs. Then, he carried her to lie on his bed and set up the mosquito net.
After doing all this, Han Yan crawled out and opened the box of the baby mosquito net.
"It's quite simple," Han Yan muttered to himself as he looked at the instruction manual. He assembled a few sections of steel pipes and metal plates and propped them up against the crib. Then, he fastened the anti-slip clamp to the crib's guardrail and tightened the screws. Finally, he hung the mosquito net from the steel ring above. The yellow embroidered mosquito net draped down like a waterfall and enveloped the entire crib.
Han Yan clapped his hands in satisfaction. It was done. He carried Qiqi into the crib and poked his head out to observe. After making sure that there were no mosquitoes hiding in the net, he retracted his head from the mosquito net.
Qiqi could finally have a good night's sleep!
Han Yan was relieved. At this time, he was also secretly laughing at himself for not being able to see through her and not letting go. Since she had already left, it was better for him to live his life well! Why think so much?
Back in the living room, Han Yan turned on his computer and logged on to the Xinda Translation Company's website. A new message flashed in the background of the interpreter. He opened it and saw that he had passed the gold medal interpreter test!
"Yes!" Han Yan slapped the table happily.
Han Yan opened the gold medal interpreter's background and looked through it. Although the mission panel was not as dazzling as the trainee interpreters, there were still a lot of missions. Many of the missions were clearly priced above the minimum standard of 300 yuan per 1,000 words. Of course, these missions also had time limits or other requirements.
Han Yan planned to find a mission with fewer words to try and see if the "reward" could really be transferred to his card in time after completing the mission. Oh! That's right, it's not in my card! Han Yan remembered that this system was developed in cooperation with Alibaba and used the Alipay system. Han Yan's phone was the one that had just fallen into the sewer. Scratching his head, Han Yan opened the Alipay website and changed the phone.
For the time being, he would set it to the number that he used to work. He would change it back when he got his card back. Han Yan took out the phone from the drawer. This phone that no one would pick up if it was thrown on the street used to call clients. He did not expect it to be used in an emergency. He smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The night was getting darker and darker. Many people had already climbed into bed and gone to sleep. Han Yan started his first job since he resigned under the pale yellow light of the table lamp. The living room was completely silent. Only the sound of tapping on the keyboard could be heard. It was never too late to earn money for milk powder, right?