It's all for the children, isn't it?

When Fang Jing returned home from get off work, she found that Yang Ding and Ye Rou had already prepared the meal.

Besides the fragrant prepared dishes, there was also a pot of spicy hot pot made by Yang Ding, the aroma of which was so strong and savory that it filled your nostrils.

This is the taste of home.

Fang Jing felt a lump in her throat, and a long-lost feeling of emotion welled up in her heart.

In her memory, the last time she smelled the aroma of food when she came home was when she was seven or eight years old.

Her parents were away fighting wars most of the year, and she could only see them once every year or two.

"This dish was also made by Yang Ding, right? It tastes a bit like the last time."

Ye Rou came out of the kitchen. "Yes, Sister Jing, it's so fragrant and spicy, I could eat several bowls of rice with it."

"I always use your husband's cooking, you won't be jealous, will you?" Fang Jing joked.

"We're all family, we're all related, what's mine is yours."

"Silly girl, you're talking nonsense."

Yang Ding just came out with his bowl and chopsticks. Fang Jing gave him an approving look, then immediately looked away guiltily.

It was still a bit awkward.

The spicy hot pot made Fang Jing eat two bowls of rice that night, making her so full that her stomach was round.

She was drenched in sweat after the meal. "This meal was so enjoyable. I haven't felt this good in a long time. You guys go and rest, I'll do the dishes."

Ye Rou was also covered in sweat. "Sister Jing, let Yang Ding go take a shower. Let's go take a shower and go to the maternal and child health hospital as soon as possible so we can come back earlier."

"I'm sorry, but I'm eating, drinking, and living here, so I should at least help you with some housework."

Yang Ding took the bowl and chopsticks from her hands.

"Sister Jing, you all go ahead, we're all family, no need to be so polite."

Fang Jing once again felt the benefits of having such a husband. She and her husband used to say they were childhood sweethearts, but they were both busy with their cultivation and rarely took care of each other in their daily lives.

After the two women finished showering and changing their clothes, Yang Ding had also finished washing the dishes and chopsticks.

Ye Rou was still wearing her refreshing and casual sportswear, while Fang Jing wore a little black dress. After all, she was a woman who had just lost her husband, so her clothes couldn't be too flashy.

The three of them walked and talked, first going to the maternal and child health hospital to pick up their child, and then going to see an obstetrician for a check-up.

As expected, Ye Rou had worried too much; the fetus was developing very well and growing very quickly.

The doctor was the same one as last time. Ye Rou was too embarrassed to ask, so she pinched Yang Ding instead.

"Doctor, will sleeping together these past few days affect the fetus?"

The doctor immediately remembered that this was the young couple who had become addicted last time, and so he went along with it, saying:

"It's fine once in a while, but young people are too energetic, so we have to keep a low profile and prioritize the children's needs."

Ye Rou felt very uneasy about these ambiguous words.

"Doctor, is it okay or not?"

"It's hard to say whether it will work or not. Let's see as we go. Anyway, you'll be coming for prenatal checkups every week, and I'll remind you if there are any issues. But the key is to be gentle, gentle, and gentle again. You understand, right, sir?"

"Understood, understood," Yang Ding replied quickly.

"What do you know? Is it okay or not?"

Ye Rou's stubbornness left the doctor speechless, and Yang Ding quickly pulled her out.

"What are you doing, honey? I haven't even asked you properly yet."

"Isn't the doctor's meaning quite clear? As long as you're gentle, there won't be any problems. Why are you asking so many questions? What doctor would dare to guarantee anything?"

Fang Jing understood immediately. "Yes, Rou, the doctor will never give you a definite answer. After all, the priorities in this matter are not something he can control."

Ye Rou then realized what was going on. She counted on her fingers, "That's right, my husband and I have done it six or seven times recently, and it doesn't seem to have had any effect."

"Alright, alright, you can talk about this in bed when you get home tonight. There's no need to tell everyone."

Then the three of them took Fang Jing's daughter to the mall to buy some baby and toddler supplies.

The young couple, Yang Ding and his wife, were first-time parents and had no idea what to prepare.

The three of them spent a full hour shopping in the mall. When they came out, they ran into Xiang Tianyou, who was shopping for funeral supplies with his wife and mother. It seemed they were buying them for Xiang Bin's memorial service.

When Xiang Tianyou saw Yang Ding, his eyes immediately turned red and he became aggressive.

He shook off his wife's hand, walked over, and said, "You killed my father, and I will make you pay tenfold."

Yang Ding wasn't angry. He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "Please accept my condolences, classmate. Your father was a good instructor. We all owe him a life. I will repay him when I have the chance."

This has left Xiang Tianyou, who is filled with hatred, completely helpless.

He was determined to kill Yang Ding to avenge his father, but Yang Ding said he would repay him with his life in the future.

Would Dad really be willing to save Yang Ding when he went there to kill him?

"How do you plan to repay it?"

"From now on, we'll not only be classmates, but also teammates. If you're in danger, I'll lend you a hand."

"You're such a noob, how dare you be my teammate? You have the audacity to say you'll save me. You should take a good look at yourself in the mirror."

Xiang Tianyou was still determined to avenge his father's death, but he misunderstood.

Yang Ding meant that he would help him, but this help doesn't necessarily mean rescue.

"Okay, honey, let's go. Let's not argue with him."

Ye Rou pulled Yang Ding away.

"There are two things you should be careful about: if his melee score is zero, he might be in the same group as you next."

Ye Rou nodded. "That's right, honey, you're probably all in the third tier."

"This is a good thing; perhaps there's a chance to turn hostility into friendship."

"My husband is so generous."

"Being generous these days isn't a good thing, especially when you're going out on missions in the future. Yang Ding, you need to be a little more careful," Fang Jing reminded him.

Back home, Fang Jing got busy, bathing the child, applying baby powder, and changing clothes.

"Honey, why don't you go and learn from Sister Jing? At this rate of pregnancy, I basically won't have much of a chance to take care of the baby, so I'll have to trouble you."

Just then, Fang Jing called out from the bathroom, "Ye Rou, could you please bring me the baby's bath towel? It's hanging on the balcony."

Yang Ding went to the balcony, grabbed a towel, and pushed the door open to go inside.

Fang Jing was bathing the child, and there was nothing wrong with it.

However, the straps of her top were too low, and Yang Ding had a complete view of her chest.

This startled Fang Jing. She quickly covered her face with her hands and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing? Why did you come in?"

Yang Ding quickly closed his eyes: "Sister Jing, my wife asked me to learn how to take care of the child from you. I don't know how to bathe him or change his diaper."

"Did you see it just now? Don't go around spreading rumors, including to your wife, or she'll start overthinking."

"Don't worry, I won't say anything. It's all for the children, so don't overthink it."