Chapter 872 I Really Have Something to Tell You

The trip to Eastern Province had to end early because of Gu Wanqing's pregnancy.

After the two came back, Han Jingchen immediately notified the Han family to have dinner together on the weekend.

He didn't reveal the news of Gu Wanqing's pregnancy in advance, preparing to give everyone a surprise.

Originally, Gu Wanqing wanted to wait until she was three months old. Firstly, she felt a little embarrassed, and secondly, she was afraid of hurting her daughter.

But Han Jingchen disagreed. He felt that this matter should not be hidden from Xinyan, so as not to misunderstand her.

However, Han Jingchen did not tell Gu Wanqing his inner plan. He thought he had to tell his daughter personally about this matter.

The next day, not long after Xinyan got up, she heard a knock on the door.

She was a little puzzled as to who was knocking on the door so early in the morning, and asked at the door: "Who is it?"

Han Jingchen's magnetic voice came from outside the door: "Yanyan, it's me, dad."

When Xinyan heard that it was her father, she quickly put the toothbrush cup in her hand on the window sill, trotted over and opened the door: "Dad, are you back?"

He looked at the watch on his wrist and added directly: "Why are you here so early?"

Han Jingchen raised the thermos bucket on his hand and said, "I brought you some of the lean meat porridge that Mrs. Chen made early in the morning."

While walking into the courtyard, he continued: "The temperature is just right now. I quickly packed up and came over to eat. It just saves you the trouble of making breakfast."

Xinyan looked at Han Jingchen who was walking in front with suspicion: "Dad, you came here early in the morning just to deliver lean meat porridge to me?"

Han Jingchen pretended not to understand what his daughter said: "There are also the plain steamed buns made by your Aunt Chen. Didn't you say they were delicious before? Why don't I just go around a bit and bring you some?"

Xinyan raised her hand and rubbed her forehead: "Dad, how far will this turn go?

Also, so early, Mrs. Chen got up in the middle of the night to cook lean meat porridge? "

Han Jingchen saw that his daughter was not moved by him delivering breakfast so early. Instead, she became suspicious of herself. She said with a smile: "We Yanyan are smarter. Well, Dad really has something to tell you."

Xinyan was a little confused about her father's guilty expression: "What's the matter?"

Han Jingchen pointed to the thermos bucket on the stone table and the plain steamed buns in the bag: "You eat first."

Xinyan just finished washing up and took out the dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen: "Dad, you probably haven't had breakfast either, right?"

As he said that, he placed a pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of him: "Let's eat together."

Han Jingchen was not polite to his daughter. He opened the thermos bucket, took the spoon handed over by Xinyan, and filled out two bowls of lean meat porridge: "Try it, the temperature is just right."

Xinyan raised her head and looked at Han Jingchen: "What time does Mrs. Chen start making porridge?"

Han Jingchen handed a plain steamed bun to his daughter: "Aunt Chen is getting older and gets up at around four o'clock every morning. Because I want to come to your place, I said hello to her in advance last night."

Xinyan took a sip of porridge: "Tell me, what is it?"

Han Jingchen was afraid that what he said next would affect his daughter: "Eat first, and I'll tell you after I finish."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xinyan didn't ask any more: "When did you and mom come back?"

Han Jingchen got himself a vegetarian bun: "I came back yesterday afternoon."

Xinyan raised her head and looked over: "How is it? Is this trip fruitful?"

Han Jingchen said with a serious face: "I have found some information, but not much is practical."

Xinyan also knew that after all these years, it was impossible to find out the information so easily.