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After all, in Zhang Shan Ni’s eyes, Xie Tiesheng and his wife were both intelligent and open-minded, and they truly cherished their own children. For Xie Jingzi, it was indeed a matter that could determine her whole life. As parents, how could they possibly not understand?!

Hearing the phrase ’public household food,’ both Xie Tiesheng and Zhou Xiuhua nodded.

There was no other choice. Compared to the twenty-five yuan a month, both of them were not fools. They certainly knew that their younger daughter’s precious future was of far greater importance.

Therefore, while Zhou Xiuhua was preparing the confinent als for Third Son’s Wife and Qi Chunlan’s at soup, Xie Jingzi went to ask Sister Xiao Ying to go to the hospital to find Xie Jingchen around ten o’clock at night.

With this arrangent, there were enough hands to help, and Zhou Xiuhua also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the confinent als were prepared, it was considered the most important matter.

Xiao Ying was already accustod to taking care of the babies, and since Zhang Shan Ni was still in the hospital and had nursing staff, it was safe to say that there were enough hands on deck.

Zhang Shan Ni heard her husband’s voice and gave a tender "um..." Having just moved slightly, she found that her entire body felt as if it had been run over by a truck, every bone and muscle was aching.

Xie Jingchen, hearing his wife’s pained moan, quickly pressed his hand on her shoulder and said anxiously, "Wife, don’t move. You must still be in pain. Rest well and lie still."

Zhang Shan Ni humd in response; the tearing pain in her body made sweat bead on her forehead, and her hand instinctively moved toward her stomach before she suddenly rembered—she had given birth!

Her children!

"Where are the babies?" Zhang Shan Ni clasped the thumb in her hand tightly, asking in a hoarse, anxious voice.

"They’re doing well; don’t worry. Da Bao’er and Little Baobao are both very good and are sleeping right now. You rest for a while. Later, I’ll have Sister Xiao Ying and the others bring the children over for you to see. Trust ."

As he spoke, Xie Jingchen took a clean white towel from by the pillow to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Seeing her expression relax, he raised an eyebrow, his lips curved up, and his deep, magnetic voice resonated by her ear.

"Wife, you’ve worked hard, thank you." Thank you for being brave.

Xie Jingchen’s forehead rested against hers, the tips of their noses gently touching, their gazes locked upon each other. In the pupils of their eyes, they could only see the figure of the other.

It was deep into the night, and the room had only a dim light, but thanks to both Xie Jingchen and Zhang Shan Ni’s exceptional vision, they could clearly see each other’s expressions even in the faint light.

"Husband, it’s so good to have you here," Zhang Shan Ni said with half-closed eyes, a blush spreading across her face, her heart pounding and swelling with emotion. This feeling of being loved was sothing she cherished deeply.

"Foolish," murmured Xie Jingchen, his lips lightly touching the corner of her mouth, lightly pecking it, eliciting a shy withdrawal from his wife. When he heard her whisper "dirty," laughter filled his chest.

Knowing she was still maintaining her small obsession with cleanliness ant that his wife’s ntal state had improved a lot.

Thinking this, the smile in Xie Jingchen’s eyes deepened even more.

He already heard the hoarseness and dryness in her voice. He got up and poured a cup of warm water, allowing her to lean on him comfortably, first helping her rinse her mouth, and then she comfortably drank half a cup.

"That’s enough," Zhang Shan Ni said with a hoarse voice, shaking her head.

Even though her husband’s actions were very gentle, the pain in her body was not to be overlooked, and her abdon was very sore from being pressed hard during the delivery.

But these fears were not on Zhang Shan Ni’s mind. What she was most worried about now were the two little treasures she had given birth to, "Husband, bring the babies over, let have a look..."

Zhang Shanni was already half supported by Xie Jingchen, leaning against the pillow, with eager eyes watching her husband put the water cup back on the bedside table before she spoke softly.

Once she sat up, she saw two little infants sleeping in the bed opposite hers.

Knowing that the babies were sleeping soundly, Zhang Shanni’s anxiety gradually settled down.

Although her husband said that the children were fine, they were, after all, her own. As their mother, how could she be at ease without seeing them with her own eyes even for a day?

"Okay."

Xie Jingchen saw the longing in his little wife’s eyes and nodded right away.

He first picked up his baby daughter, his movents awkward, but his strength was very gentle, afraid of waking his little princess.

The babies had just fallen asleep for a few dozen minutes. He wouldn’t have moved them if he hadn’t seen the anxiety in his little wife’s eyes.

Even though he was extrely confident in his own abilities, when faced with the soft, almost puddle-like the little infants, Xie Jingchen’s hands trembled and his heart raced, helpless.

He was truly afraid that a careless use of strength might hurt the children.

Fortunately, after being instructed by his mother and experinting with his eldest son, his movents, though stiff, did not cause any discomfort to the infants.

Zhang Shanni was surprised when she saw her husband holding the infant himself.

She thought that her husband would wake Sister Xiao Ying, but who knew that he would actually bring the baby over himself.

Although she saw her husband holding the baby awkwardly, the infant was still sleeping sweetly, proving that she was comfortable.

This really surprised her, but the surprise only lasted until her husband brought the little infant to her!

Seeing her husband intending to put the child into her arms, Zhang Shanni was startled and gasped, "No, don’t put her on ... I don’t know how! Ugh,"

She moved a little, and a sudden tearing sensation made her body hurt so much that she dared not move any further.

However, the pain in her body was imdiately thrown aside by Zhang Shanni.

At this mont, all she could see were the soft and tiny bundle in her husband’s hands, the baby’s small face was very tiny, her features delicate, looking very much like... her? But upon a closer look, with such a high-bridged nose, she looked more like her husband!

"Silly Shanni, be careful!"

Zhang Shanni’s low groan startled Xie Jingchen. After placing his precious daughter beside her, he gently picked up his wife so that she could lie on her side. This way, even if she moved or exerted herself, she wouldn’t pull at the wound.

"Ugh, husband, the baby is so cute!" Zhang Shanni’s eyes brimd with tears. Even as her husband was moving her, she was still nervously watching the little treasure and even began to give him instructions: "Husband, quickly go and bring Da Bao’er over. I haven’t seen him yet."

Because of their birth and their already manifested spiritual power, although very weak, their auras were ford. Zhang Shanni recognized at a glance that the one in her arms was Little Baobao, and at the sa ti, she had detected the gender of the two children with her spiritual power.

Well, she was pretty good at giving birth, one boy and one girl, isn’t that a ’good’ word?

"Okay, okay, wife, take it easy, don’t get excited, I’ll go get Da Bao’er," Xie Jingchen seeing this, held back the urge to rub his aching brow and softly cooed.

After covering the two of them with a thin blanket, Xie Jingchen gently went to pick up his eldest son.

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