Jiang Xiaoxiao returned from the hospital.
It’s confird she’s indeed pregnant, already two months along.
Jiang Xiaoxiao calculated that she’s now in her junior year of college.
By the ti she’s in her junior year, this little one is expected to arrive.
She still feels light and comfortable physically, so she plans to work harder to compress her junior year courses and complete them within a few months, because by the later stages of pregnancy, her strength and energy won’t keep up.
She also wants to try to finish her senior year courses as much as possible because, after having the baby, her energy will be lacking for at least half a year.
The couple returned ho.
Tang Yuan, Baozi, and Bai Yiyi were all at Old Mrs. Song’s place.
The couple, looking at their ever-growing family, was also pondering whether they should consider buying a new house.
Such a house really isn’t suitable for them anymore—it can’t accommodate everyone.
Jiang Xiaoxiao already had her mind set on those traditional courtyard houses.
In this era, courtyard houses are very cheap; they could afford to buy two.
The plan is to renovate the houses, keeping the family close.
Moreover, it would be lively and bustling.
By then, they might as well buy three.
Fan Xiuying and Jiang Honest would live in one, Old Mrs. Song and Old Sir Song in another, and the couple in the third. As for her sister and brother, if they wish to buy, she can only offer advice.
Even if she hinted at it, whether they listened to her suggestions is another matter; she couldn’t possibly control everything.
When Old Mrs. Song and Old Sir Song heard that Jiang Xiaoxiao was pregnant again, the old couple was overjoyed.
They loved having a lively ho; though the children were mischievous, it kept the ho lively.
All those years when they only had Song Moting, the house was cold and quiet.
Once the child grew up and left ho, the old couple was left staring at each other, with nothing much to do besides idle around.
But now, busyness made life feel aningful and enjoyable.
This is what one would call the joy of family.
Old Sir Song had retired just last year, and after retirent, he didn’t have ti to dwell on the sudden shift from a frontline leadership position to that sense of loss, because he was busy with his grandchildren.
"Twins!" Old Mrs. Song exclaid excitedly.
Her voice was filled with a mix of thrill and panic when she heard the news, "...Both boys?"
Prosperous descendants—any elderly person would be happy.
"Girls! Two daughters!"
Song Moting glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao’s slightly prominent belly; for soone just over two months pregnant, it seed a bit too big. In reality, the doctor hadn’t disclosed the ultrasound results.
But since their family had a ready-made human X-ray machine.
Old Sir Song stared at Song Moting in astonishnt, his eyes wide in shock.
"Our family doesn’t have a history of twins," the old man pondered deeply, cautiously answering, "No one ever ntioned they’d co in pairs."
"We’ve never had twins in the family," Song Moting replied just as cautiously; in fact, he and Jiang Xiaoxiao were equally shocked, "This is the first ti."
Yet today was the check-up to confirm the pregnancy, and frankly, they believed what Tang Yuan said.
But they still needed to confirm it again.
Of course, to also verify Tang Yuan’s words.
They had no choice but to detour and take her to see a doctor.
Seeing her slightly plump abdon, they should have anticipated it.
However, Song Moting always thought Jiang Xiaoxiao had been gaining weight because she was relaxed and content.
He hadn’t considered that at all.
Mr. Feng found the best obstetrician, and seeing the ultrasound showing two small fetuses did give them a scare, but the fact was right there, undeniable.
Two heads, two tails, four arms, four legs—and both children were clearly girls, unmistakably.
"I can’t think of two nas."
Old Sir Song reluctantly said, sounding a bit hysterical.
Old Mrs. Song lightly patted his knee with her hand.
"We have a few months to think of nas."
"Having another child after Tang Yuan really takes courage."
Jiang Xiaoxiao said, "I was only prepared to have one, one! Tang Yuan’s dad, what if both are like Tang Yuan?"
At the thought of Tang Yuan, Song Moting couldn’t help turning pale.
Tang Yuan was quite the little troublemaker.
Tang Yuan had the ability to make everyone in the family worry over graying hair within a year.
For a child with limited vocabulary, the result of their existence is to trigger an unbelievable chaos in a very short ti.
Baozi tried to be considerate and took care of Tang Yuan, but still bloodbaths occurred one after the other.
If two more like this ca.
Even Song Moting felt his heart might not be able to handle it.
Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed heartily.
Song Moting eting Tang Yuan was like a scholar eting a soldier, unable to reason.
This son was too rebellious.
Song Ziyi and Tang Yuan hid in the corner, "Did you really see it’s two sisters?"
Song Ziyi had longed for soft and adorable sisters for a long ti.
This family needs more relatives.
This ti, he could be the big brother and witness two sisters being born.
It would be the most accomplished thing for him.
Baozi had now integrated into this family.
In his heart, he had long accepted Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting as his parents.
Even though he knew they weren’t his real parents, they were closer to him than his actual parents.
Jiang Xiaoxiao wouldn’t relent because of his past; besides her affection, she was stricter in education.
Every ti he sat on the punishnt chair, he always felt very satisfied.
This was different from being locked in a small dark room; it was parental love.
They explained every ti they punished him, clearly telling him what mistake he made, what he did wrong, and how he should act.
Unlike other parents who just crudely locked him in a small dark room without food.
Tang Yuan treated him like a real brother, and the two brothers’ knack for getting into trouble truly gave the parents headaches.
"Of course! It’s two sisters. I saw it very clearly."
Tang Yuan patted his chest to guarantee.
"Oh right, I haven’t told you Bai Yiyi is feeling down in the room, don’t know what happened to her today?"
Baozi really liked Yiyi, who was much older than him.
Tang Yuan widened his eyes, round and curious.
"I’ll show you."
"Bai Yiyi is reading a letter. I don’t know so many words, can’t understand, it’s a letter from her second uncle. Bai Yiyi cried, what should we do?"
Tang Yuan was very nervous; he had always been attached to this little aunt since childhood. Despite being only a few years older than him, she was particularly close to him when they were young.
Bai Yiyi always loved to smile, and he had never seen her cry, but today she cried while reading the letter.
Baozi was also taken aback.
Whenever Bai Yiyi smiled, her eyes would bend into crescent shapes with dimples at the corners, bringing joy to people; Bai Yiyi cried!
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