Qin Han had wandered out again in the morning, and after getting to know the general environment of Zhongzhou City, he realized that the place he and Song Yuwei were staying was basically the slums of Zhongzhou!
He shook his head and laughed mockingly at himself, never expecting that the dignified Sect Leader of the Holy Medicine Sect would end up in such a plight.
On the way home, he had to pass through a pedestrian street.
Looking at the bustling street, Qin Han walked into a toy store and bought a brand-new doll for Didi, then entered a discount store to pick out a dress for Song Yuwei.
He also bought some snacks for Didi that he usually couldn't afford. After finishing these, Qin Han hurried home with big and small bags in hand.
If the disciples of the Holy Medicine Sect saw this scene, they would definitely be stunned—was their Sect Leader turning into a domestic husband?
When Qin Han opened the door, he found that Song Yuwei had already come back and was sitting on the bed, looking somewhat out of it.
Didi was playing nearby, and when she saw Qin Han come in carrying a lot of stuff, she immediately ran over and hugged his leg.
"Didi, look what I bought you!" Qin Han crouched down and affectionately patted the little one's head as he spoke.
The little one's eyes were filled with excitement, darting through the several bags. Qin Han didn't tease her anymore and pulled out a doll from the bag to give to her!
Didi grabbed the doll immediately, her big eyes that could talk narrowed into slits with laughter, and she planted a firm kiss on Qin Han's cheek, happily saying, "Thank you, Daddy!"
Qin Han, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, wiped the saliva from his face, feeling indescribable emotions. He stood up and looked at Song Yuwei, noticing that she looked troubled again.
"What's the matter?" Qin Han put the stuff on the table.
"I haven't hit you, so why that face?"
"Where did you get the money? Buying so many things?" Song Yuwei looked up, her eyes filled with disappointment.
"I... I..." Qin Han didn't know what to say, especially since the things he bought today were a bit too much, certainly more than a day's wage at the construction site could cover.
"Have you been hanging out with your buddies again? Is that it?" Song Yuwei's expression turned dim and lifeless, filled with disappointment as if all the brilliance had been drained from her.
It was all still but a fleeting dream...
Qin Han could never stand to see a woman cry. In his desperation, he quickly said, "This morning at the construction site, a coworker accidentally activated the lift while I was nearby. I quickly turned off the power and prevented it from killing someone. The boss rewarded me with a thousand yuan!"
"Is that true?" Song Yuwei looked up again, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"It's true, you can ask at the construction site if you don't believe me. Also, Liang Xuefeng came to see me this morning. I've already told them not to come looking for me anymore!" Qin Han said earnestly, silently cheering for his own quick wit.
Seeing how certain Qin Han was, Song Yuwei somewhat believed his words.
"Is the money all spent?"
"No, no! Look!" Qin Han's head shook like a bobble-head as he spoke, and he pulled out the remaining money from his pocket to give to Song Yuwei.
"No, no!" Seeing Qin Han shaking his head, Didi found it very amusing and mimicked him by shaking her head as well.
This caused Song Yuwei to chuckle. After hesitating for a moment, she still took the money: "Is this for me?"
"Of course, you manage the finances at home! Oh, right! I... bought you a dress!" It was the first time in both his lives that Qin Han had bought something for a girl, and he felt slightly awkward as he spoke.
Song Yuwei's eyes lit up. In the many years since they had been married, other than a few new clothes she bought when they got married, she had never bought a decent piece of clothing. Moreover, Qin Han had never bothered about buying her clothes before; he was grateful enough when she didn't ask for money.
The dress was a white dress with blue flowers, its fabric glinting with a sheen that was clearly not the kind sold at street stalls.
Song Yuwei worked in the business department of the Song Family, so she had a good eye for quality.
Upon seeing the dress, she immediately stood up, anxiously saying, "Why did you buy such an expensive dress! Where did you buy it? Go return it quick! Just when we get some money, why can't you shake off the habit of being extravagant?"
Although she really liked the dress, thinking about its cost, which could buy many days' worth of groceries, she became extremely anxious.
Qin Han saw the anxious look on Song Yuwei's face and felt a pang of heartache. He wondered what kind of life this woman had lived before. At the same time, he silently swore to make her and her mother happy in this life.
"Money is nonsense, we can earn it back after spending! Besides, I never bought you a decent piece of clothing, and it wasn't even expensive. It was like a roadside bargain, it only cost 50 yuan," Qin Han had to resort to his skills in making up stories again.
When she heard it only cost 50 yuan, Song Yuwei finally relaxed and patted her chest, saying, "You scared me!"
As Song Yuwei kept patting, the grandeur under the white dress shirt seemed like the buttons were about to burst open, and Qin Han swallowed hard.
Song Yuwei noticed the change in Qin Han's expression, quickly took the clothes, and said, "I'll try it on!" Then she ran back into the room to change clothes like the wind.
Qin Han stood behind and noticed that her neck had also turned red.
She really was a shy girl.
A moment later!
Song Yuwei came out of the room and stood in front of Qin Han and Diandian. Looking at Song Yuwei, who seemed like a fairy descending to earth, Qin Han was somewhat mesmerized.
Three parts lean and seven parts charming, the body-hugging dress outlined Song Yuwei's perfect figure vividly. The hemline, 10 centimeters above the knee, perfectly showcased her long, white legs.
"Mommy! You look so pretty!" Diandian stared blankly at Song Yuwei, murmuring.
"Good… good-looking!" Qin Han stammered.
Song Yuwei felt nervous and afraid inside. Before, Qin Han had tried to force himself on her, and if it weren't for her threatening to die…
"I'm going to cook!"
The kitchen emitted wafts of delicious food scents, Diandian was playing with a doll nearby, and Qin Han sat on the edge of the bed watching Song Yuwei's busy figure.
The home was filled with an indescribable warmth.
Yet, Qin Han's thoughts were on what to do in the future?
He couldn't keep lying indefinitely, and he couldn't really go work on a construction site, plus the salary there might not be much.
Did he have to set up a stall under a bridge with a canvas sign that read, "Divine Doctor, cures all diseases?"
After the family of three had dinner, Song Yuwei, who unusually hadn't gone to work, put Diandian to sleep and then sat down on the sofa, hesitating for a long time before she said to Qin Han, "What do we do tonight?"
"Hm? What do we do? I can sleep in the living room!" Qin Han didn't react at first, hearing the word tonight made him subconsciously think Song Yuwei was talking about where he should sleep.
He thought Song Yuwei had changed her mind and was inviting him to her room.
"What are you talking about!" Song Yuwei couldn't contain her anger, just when this man was starting to improve, he began talking nonsense again.
"Today is the family gathering day, I told you yesterday. Did you forget? Why else do you think I didn't go to work?" Song Yuwei reminded him.
"Oh! I almost forgot about that!" Qin Han finally found the information he needed from a corner of his mind.
Every year on this day was the Song family reunion, where all family members must attend, and not even Song Yuwei, the adopted daughter, was an exception.
A faint smile appeared in Qin Han's eyes; this day was always the hardest for him and Song Yuwei. There was no choice, since everyone was more successful than him, naturally, they used him as a subject to flaunt their success.
He shrugged and said, "What can we do? We must attend the gathering!"
"Sigh," Song Yuwei sighed deeply; she was honestly tired of these gatherings.
The essence of the gathering should have been a family meal to bridge the weakening ties due to fast-paced life, but it had turned into her nightmare, leaving her heart bruised and battered every time.
And Qin Han, always the butt of everyone's jokes at these gatherings, it was as if their participation was just to add a punchline to the family event.