Ye Ranran lowered her head, but she really wanted to have a second child.
Shen Yuzhe sighed, sitting next to her: "I understand how you feel, but Ranran, so things can’t be forced; people have to learn to be content."
No one can have everything go their way, a lesson she understood long ago. So why was she so fixated today?
"I understand." She was just a little unhappy, that’s all.
That evening, after Jun Mochan learned about this, he specifically sought out Ye Ranran to talk.
"Unhappy?" He hugged Ye Ranran from behind.
Ye Ranran was still not quite used to his intimacy, but she didn’t resist.
"No." Her tone was calm, revealing nothing.
Jun Mochan noticed that Ye Ranran had changed, becoming better at hiding her emotions.
"Is it because of the child?" He bluntly exposed the issue.
Ye Ranran glanced at him, her expression forlorn: "The doctor must have told you."
She knew they wouldn’t keep it secret from him.
"We already have a baby, let’s raise him well, raise him to be a good person, okay?" Jun Mochan tightened his hug.
"Mm." Ye Ranran nodded.
"Mommy." Jun Baby ran in from outside.
Ye Ranran quickly pushed Jun Mochan away, crouching down to make eye contact with Jun Baby: "What’s wrong, baby?"
"I heard Mommy wants to have a brother or sister and doesn’t want anymore." Jun Baby looked at her, aggrieved.
Ye Ranran’s heart turned to a pool of spring water: "How could that be? I will never not want you, baby."
"Then do you want to have another child?" Jun Baby looked depressed.
Ye Ranran remained silent.
"See, you don’t like , so you want to have a brother or sister." Jun Baby looked even more aggrieved.
"No, a baby on its own is too lonely, wouldn’t it be nice to have a brother or sister to play with you?" Ye Ranran patted his head.
A child’s hair is very soft, touching it feels nice, and Ye Ranran couldn’t help but pat it a few more tis.
"No, having Daddy and Mommy is enough for , plus Grandpa and Grandma, they’re all good to , as well as my friends at kindergarten, I’m not lonely." Jun Baby hugged Ye Ranran’s leg and acted spoiled: "Mommy, I don’t want a brother or sister."
"Mommy..."
"Mommy..."
"Alright, if baby doesn’t want it, we won’t have another one, okay?" Ye Ranran picked him up.
"Mommy’s the best." Jun Baby gave her a kiss.
Jun Mochan coughed a bit: "Okay, hurry back to your room to do your howork."
"Oh." Jun Baby climbed out of Ye Ranran’s embrace.
"Do you have howork at such a young age?" Ye Ranran held his hand: "Show what you need to do."
"I’ll show you after I finish it." Jun Baby made a secret-keeping gesture.
Ye Ranran helplessly agreed to his request.
"I plan to have Baby start learning another foreign language tomorrow." Now he’s learning English, and Jun Mochan plans to add French.
And then add one more after another, as for the others, learn them slowly.
"Won’t it be too much pressure?" Ye Ranran was still reluctant, after all, he was only three years old.
"No, just study for two hours after class." Kindergarten usually finishes around four or five o’clock, so coming back to study for two hours before dinner is manageable.
"Do we need to learn things like piano?" Ye Ranran had a preference for this, thinking boys who play piano have nice-looking hands.
"Those can be learned a bit at school, not mandatory." Jun Mochan was more focused.
Jun Baby was a boy, and talents and skills wouldn’t matter much; of course, if he wanted to learn, Jun Mochan had no objections, as long as he could fit it into his schedule.
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