Chapter 670: He’s Old, So His Brain Is Even Stupider

Mr. Qin thought so, too.

"He’s getting older, and his brain is getting even dumber."

Mrs. Qin nodded. "Exactly. The older you get, the dumber you get."

Qin Wenze really couldn’t stand to listen to this anymore.

’Qin Wenhao is old?’

’Who else in their family was still young, then?’

’Weren’t the grandchildren the only ones left who were young?’

’Of course, his sister-in-law was an exception. After all, in terms of IQ, no one in the entire family could surpass her.’

’She was in scientific research, after all!’

’Her brain was practically twice as powerful as an ordinary person’s.’

Just as Qin Wenze was about to hurry upstairs, lest the couple’s anger be directed at him...

Mrs. Qin called out to stop him. "You’re just in time. Go over to the courtyard and tell your auntie that Mingxue has arrived at the family compound. Tell her she’s been very busy lately and doesn’t have time to call."

"Oh, right. Wait a second. I’ll go get some rice, flour, and meat. Take all of it over. If she won’t accept it, just say that her son-in-law specifically instructed us to buy it for her."

Qin Wenze nodded. "Alright."

He was more than happy to run this errand than stay home and get chewed out.

Mrs. Qin quickly brought out the rice and flour she had bought earlier, along with a two-pound piece of meat.

She also grabbed a watermelon.

Qin Wenze loaded all these things onto his bicycle.

Then he rode his bicycle over to the courtyard.

Mrs. Fu was washing clothes when she heard a knock and went to open the door.

She was a little surprised to see Qin Wenze.

Qin Wenze unloaded the rice, flour, and everything else from his bicycle.

Mrs. Fu was shocked to see him bring so many things. "Why did you bring so much?"

"Auntie, Wenhao asked my mom to buy these. By the way, he also wanted me to tell you that Mingxue is back at the family compound. Her work is going to be pretty busy for the next few days, so she won’t have time to call."

Mrs. Fu immediately replied, "She should just focus on her work. She doesn’t need to call me. And all this... it’s too much. You should take some of it back."

"I can’t do that. My mom would kill me if I brought any of this back. Besides, Wenhao was the one who asked for them. Auntie, please don’t make me take it back."

So, Qin Wenze simply carried the rice and flour inside.

The watermelon was awkward to carry, so seeing this, Mrs. Fu picked it up herself.

She returned to the courtyard. "Wenzhe, you should stay here for lunch!"

She used to call him by his formal family title, but now she addressed him directly by name, which was much more familiar.

After all, calling someone by name was more intimate.

"No, thank you, Auntie. I have some other things to take care of, so I’d better get going."

Hearing he had other business, Mrs. Fu didn’t insist.

After Qin Wenze left, Mrs. Fu sorted through the items.

She was surprised by how much meat there was—a good two pounds or more.

After a moment’s thought, she decided to make dumplings for the two little ones—

...

Fu Mingxue was busy for nearly a month straight.

She left early and came home late every single day that month.

She would get off work at midnight at the earliest.

And for that entire month, Qin Wenhao was there to pick her up.

And just like that, his reputation as a model husband spread throughout Fu Mingxue’s workplace.

Even Director Geng had laughingly teased Fu Mingxue that she had an excellent husband who was truly good to his wife.

After all, not many men were so considerate these days.

Of course, Fu Mingxue herself was outstanding—it was Qin Wenhao’s good fortune to have married her.

After being so busy for so long, Fu Mingxue finally got a rare day off.

Qin Wenhao was thrilled when he heard the news.

"Honey, I’m taking the day off tomorrow too. What would you like to eat? I’ll make it for you."

Fu Mingxue thought for a moment. "Let’s have fried sauce noodles for lunch tomorrow, then!"

"Alright, no problem."

Since it was what his wife wanted to eat, Qin Wenhao had to make it happen.