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nI am only 18 years old and I do not know anything. I do not know what to prepare or pay attention to. The aunties in the village are giving me all kinds of advice and I am not sure what to do!

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nWhat do you think we should do about our child? And what should we name our child?

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nSigh, I have written so much nonsense. I hope it will not affect your mission over there.

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nLastly, I will definitely protect our baby well and I will do my best to make sure that our baby can grow up smoothly. No matter what happens, I will wait for you to come back.

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nYour wife, Qiao Mei.

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nThe letter ended here.

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nAt the bottom of the letter, it was not a little smiling person this time, but a little worried person squatting at the door.

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nIt felt pitiful and helpless.

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nQiao Mei had spent a lot of effort on this letter. After all, a father’s concern for his child had to be nurtured from when the child was young.

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nIf he was already indifferent when the child was young, then what would happen in the future? It could not be that Qiao Mei had to take on both roles of being a father and a mother, right?

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nIn the letter, she wanted to portray herself as being pitiful and helpless so as to fire up a man’s innate sense of responsibility and protectiveness.

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nAs long as a man felt a sense of responsibility, he would naturally start to pay attention to his children and would take their emotions to heart.

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nIf he did not care at all, then how different would he be from a stranger?

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nIn that case, he would naturally have no feelings for his children.

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n…

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nAfter Xia Zhe read the letter, he stood in a daze for a long time.

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nQiao Mei was pregnant!

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nHe was the father of the child. He had a child now!

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nThinking of this, he felt excited. He would soon have a cuddly child lying on his lap, calling him daddy and trusting him wholeheartedly, and he would even have a warm home as well…

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nThinking of this, his entire face turned red from excitement.

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nHe would have another relative in this world.

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nA blood-related relative!

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nThis also meant that he had a heavier burden now. There would be the child to take care of at home, as well as the child’s mother.

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nHe was now the head of the family.

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nXia Zhe stood there and stroked the little person at the bottom of the letter. The frightened expression on the little person’s face moved him and he felt tender and protective towards her.

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nDon’t worry, you have me!

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nAt this point, Xia Zhe picked up the phone on the table and made a call.

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n“Uncle, I need some good soft fabric, and also fur mattresses and cotton. I need all of these!” The other end of the phone heard Xia Zhe’s excited voice.

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nWhen Qin Dong heard this, he was puzzled. “If you really need these things, you can put up a request to the higher-ups. If you want me to send them to you from here, it will take quite a few days for them to arrive!”

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n“And these things… What are you going to do with them?” Qin Dong asked curiously.

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nThen, he heard something that surprised him so much that he was completely speechless.

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n“It’s for my wife. She’s pregnant!”

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nQin Dong was stunned and did not speak as the other party continued on.

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n“These things are all for my wife. It’s cold over at her side and I’m afraid that the child will freeze in the middle of winter!”

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nXia Zhe continued speaking down the line.

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n“This… Ah!” Qin Dong paused for a moment before continuing, “That’s right, that’s right. We must make sure my niece-in-law and the child she’s carrying don’t freeze in the cold. You’re really not bad, kid. You got her pregnant after one night? Impressive!”

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nXia Zhe fell silent. Even if he was not accurate the first time, after several times in one night, he would be able to hit the target at least once, right?

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nHowever, this was not something he could tell his uncle.

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nHe continued saying, “Those maternity clothes and other stuff need to be made in a bigger size, and there’s also the baby clothes and mattresses and stuff. Send them over to her when they’re ready. I’m not sure if she knows how to make them.”

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