After a moment, An Qing said, "I do like to be with you and don't want to go back to the palace. But have you ever thought that Jing Yun might have different ideas than you?"
Han Du was stunned when he heard this and looked at An Qing in confusion.
An Qing looked into Han Du's eyes and continued: "You are a man, and you think what you men think. But what seems right to you may not be right to Jing Yun. Once a woman identifies with a man, Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, she will bravely go through it."
After hearing this, Han Du was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "I'm just worried that she will be like this, and I don't want her to suffer."
"What is suffering and what is happiness? That is Jingyun's own feeling, not you. Maybe what you think is happiness is suffering in her eyes." An Qing patiently enlightened Han Du.
Han Du suddenly looked at An Qing for a moment, and then there was silence.
In the days that followed, Han Du fell into the ecstasy of having a child.
I'm going to be a father soon, so I have to do something. You can't just point at the child's nose and ask him to call him daddy, as the joke says, and that's it, right?
What about playing? This is my own child.
What does a baby in the cradle need?
milk powder? This one doesn't have one, but it does have a nanny.
clothing? You don’t have to worry about this yourself, your parents have already had someone prepare it.
That's right, the cradle!
Of course babies love cradle the most, so make a cradle for them yourself.
As soon as he said it, Han Du took out the precious wood he brought back last time and started to work on it himself.
But Han Du didn't understand carpentry at all. Even though he had people prepare steel nails, he still nailed the cradle crookedly.
An Qing looked at the ugly wooden shelf on the ground and couldn't help but glance at his brows, "What are you doing, husband?"
Han Du looked at the wood residue and the crooked cradle on the ground, and smiled awkwardly, "I wanted to give our child a cradle with my own hands, but I didn't expect it to be like this. I'm really not a worker. .”
"What is a cradle?" An Qing was used to Han Du popping out a few words she had never heard of at any time, so he was not surprised and asked directly.
"It is for our children to sleep in. Children like to sleep most when they are just born. The rocking of the cradle will make the children sleep very comfortably."
An Qing saw that Han Du's hands were cut open by wood residue in order to make this cradle, and he held them gently in distress, "I remember that there are carpenters in the princess's mansion. Whatever your husband wants, just let them do it." , why do you need to wrong yourself like this?"
"It's not wrong to be wronged," Han Du saw tears welling up in An Qing's eyes, so he had to follow her wishes and said, "Well, they are the only ones who can do these things well."
Anqing recruited two old carpenters from the princess's mansion.
As soon as the two of them saw the wood residue on the ground, their legs went weak and they knelt down.
One of them, as if he had witnessed some tragic scene, howled in grief: "Oh my God, my God. This is rouge wood, a rouge wood that is hard to buy for a lot of money. How did it become like this, how did it become like this?" ?”
An Qing looked confused. She didn't know why the two carpenters looked like they were mourning for their heirs after just seeing the wood.
Although Han Du knew that the wood he brought back was good, he didn't know its value. After all, Han Du only brought good things to his home and never sold them.
Judging from the looks of these two people, it seemed that he had done something violent and wasteful. Han Du was embarrassed for a moment. Seeing the two people fighting over each other, he asked, "Why, is this wood expensive?"
The old carpenter sighed with a sad face, "Master Hou, this is not a question of whether it is expensive or not, but this rouge wood is very rare. It is not even found in the princess's mansion."
The old carpenter looked at the wood residue on the floor and the miserable cradle. He couldn't bear to look at it. The wood had become like this. No matter how much he said, it was useless.
Pointing to the crooked cradle, the old carpenter said: "These wood pieces can be easily dismantled and reused. Lord Marquis, I beg you, I beg you, just tell me what you want to do in the future instead of doing it yourself, okay?" "
Han Du nodded first, then shook his head, "No need to force it, you come with me."
The two craftsmen were confused, but still followed Han Du in an orderly manner.
Han Du came to a warehouse, opened the door, and waved to the two old carpenters to come in.
As soon as they entered, the two of them were shocked from ear to ear. Rouge wood, huanghuali, ebony, rosewood, etc., all kinds of precious wood are piled up in a warehouse.
"I want to make a cradle," Han Du told the two of them what the cradle would look like and how it would be made. "The wood here is at your disposal, you just have to make it when the time comes. "
"Okay, Xiaomin will definitely live up to the expectations of the Marquis." The two of them took a deep breath together.
What Marquis Zhenhai wants is just a little clever, not complicated, and the two of them are confident enough to make it. What made the two of them feel uneasy was these precious woods.
Ordinary wood can be used to make the cradle, but Marquis Zhenhai asked them to use these precious woods to make it. But no matter what, since the Marquis insists on doing this, then they have nothing to regret. On the contrary, this way, they can also be generous, and being able to handle these precious woods is also a very enjoyable thing for them.
The cradle was not complicated, and it only took the two of them one day to make it.
An Qing looked at the polished cradle without any burrs, a motherly smile on his face. This thing had never happened before. Thinking that his child was the first to enjoy this cradle, An Qing's face showed some joy and expectation.
After the cradle was finished, Han Du did not let the two old carpenters leave, because Han Du thought about what the children liked to play with when they were two or three years old.
Of course it’s the slide!
To this end, Handu vacated two vacant rooms and built an indoor slide.
Once the slide was finished, the happiest person was not Han Du, but Han Jingyun and An Qing.
Originally, Han Du prepared something for his son, but the two fell in love with it at first sight. Not only that, they also started playing happily.
Seeing the two people sliding down from a high place while yelling, Han Du couldn't help but say, "Have you two had enough fun? You two are several years old, and you still play with things that three-year-olds play."
When An Qing heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment. Compared to Han Du, who prepared this for the child in her belly, she, a soon-to-be mother, started playing with it herself, which was a bit bad after all.
