Song Qin is tall, a capable beauty, and a little bit strong.

Now I am fine, as thin as a willow, which means I have successfully lost weight.

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As he was speaking, Chen Bingzhi brought in chicken soup.

"Wife, come, have some chicken soup to replenish your body."

Song Qin shook her head. "Here it comes again. No need to drink. Take it away."

"That won't do. Didn't we agree before that we would take good care of ourselves after the baby is born?"

In the past, she would vomit whatever she ate and couldn’t make up for it even if she wanted to.

Now that she has given birth and no longer vomits, Chen Bingzhi naturally hopes that she can make up for it.

But there has to be a limit. She eats five meals a day. Who understands?

"Put it aside for now. I'll chat with Yuyao and rest for a while before eating."

"Then remember to eat."

"I understand. Let's get out now."

"Why."

She was too lazy to argue with him and could only deal with it.

Lin Yuyao looked at the soup and said, "Hey, the tonic in this soup is just right for you right now."

"I know, I really can't eat anymore. This is already my fourth meal today."

"Huh? It's just past noon."

"That's right? If we eat this way, we'll have to eat six meals today. Who can stand it?"

Lin Yuyao laughed dryly, "You've lost so much weight, Xiao Chen must be heartbroken."

Song Qin waved her hands and said, "Don't mention him. He's a slob and a jerk. What does he know? If I keep eating like this, I'll be a pig after my confinement."

"Oh, by the way, when do you plan to move?" The conversation brought up the topic of the house.

Lin Yuyao said, "The house has been ventilated. I had someone come over a few days ago to do the final cleaning. When we have time, we can pick an auspicious day and move in."

"So you won't be moving in the next month?"

"It shouldn't be that urgent."

"That's good. I'll help you move after I'm done with my confinement."

"Ah?" Lin Yuyao looked at her thin arms and legs in confusion.

Song Qin smiled and said, "What are you looking at? I had a natural birth, so I'll recover quickly."

"That's not what I'm talking about. I just think..." Ahem, forget it, let's not talk about how thin she is now.

"Okay, I'll let you know when the date is set."

Song Qin smiled and said, "Once you move, we'll have to pick an auspicious day to move as well. It'll be great to be neighbors."

To the left of Lin Yuyao's house is Fu Leyi's top-floor apartment, and to the right is Song Qin and Chen Bingzhi's house. From now on, everyone will live together.

Song Qin looked at her son who was sleeping beside her, thought for a while, and said, "We have three sons from our two families..."

Lin Yuyao: "Hmm?"

"Or I can try to find another daughter."

Phew!

Lin Yuyao really couldn't help it.

"What did you say? What did you say when you were vomiting all over the place?"

"What did you say?"

"You said you didn't want to have any children, and yet you said you wanted to..." Lin Yuyao looked at the little one beside Song Qin and swallowed the rest of her words.

Song Qin was vomiting so much at that time that she was shouting that she wanted to have an abortion.

Now that the child is born, I can’t say this anymore.

Lin Yuyao didn't say it, but Song Qin said it herself.

"Did I say I was going to kill him?"

Lin Yuyao: “…”

Song Qin said, "Didn't I tell you that this time we're trying for a daughter? I heard that giving birth to a son causes a lot of vomiting, but giving birth to a daughter doesn't."

Lin Yuyao asked in surprise, "Who told you that?"

"The girl next door who was discharged from the hospital yesterday gave birth to a girl and didn't vomit at all."

Lin Yuyao: "I didn't vomit even after giving birth to two sons."

Song Qin: “…”

"Sister Song, this is hard to say."

Song Qin seemed to be lost in thought.

Lin Yuyao added, "You and Xiao Chen are both members of the Party. If you both want to have a second child, you will have to resign as Party members."

"Love is not right."

Okay.

"Then where are you going to hide? If they catch you, you'll be beaten."

"This..." She didn't think so.

Lin Yuyao was a little curious, "Why do you suddenly want to have a daughter?"

Why?

She has her obsession.

She wanted to tell her parents and family how to properly raise a family with both a son and a daughter.

"I just want a girl."

Yes, she wanted a girl.

Some damages need to be compensated through transfer compensation.

She wanted to have a girl who could give her what she couldn't get and make up for her regrets.

…

The move is scheduled for April, the date calculated by the master.

By this time, Song Qin had already finished her confinement and had returned to work.

Her five or six meals a day were not in vain. She really made up for the loss. Her complexion became rosy and she looked full of energy.

The Chen family treated her well. Seeing how much thinner she had become, they got her all the supplements they could get, and she also fed the child until he was plump and white.

"We're moving tomorrow, just like last time. We have to start at dawn and finish before daybreak."

"Don't worry, we set the alarm, so we won't be late."

"Okay, I'll treat you guys to a meal when I move."

They were leaving get off work together, talking and laughing, when they bumped into someone and got startled.

Song Qin covered her nose, took a step back in disgust, and said, "Where did this beggar come from? We don't give out charity here. You should go to the restaurant."

"Wife, wife..." The man ruffled his messy hair, tried his best to show his face, and said, "It's me, Yang Guangzong."

What?

Yang Guangzong?

The once strong Yang Guangzong is now as thin as a bamboo pole, even more frail than Song Qin after giving birth.

His messy hair was like a chicken coop on his head, strands upon strands, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had washed it.

His clothes were even worse, so black that you couldn't see their original color. He looked no different from a beggar on the street.

Is he Yang Guangzong?

Ye Xiaotong's face turned pale and she took a step back. "Don't talk nonsense. I divorced you a long time ago."

"I know, Xiaotong, I haven't eaten for a long time. Can you lend me some money for the sake of our marriage?"

The hand he stretched out was covered with thick calluses and several dirty cracks, looking disgusting and scary.

Ye Xiaotong decisively refused, "I don't have any money, and I wouldn't lend it to you even if I had. There's no love between us, only hatred. If you dare to harass me, I'll call the police and have you arrested."

No one knew what words irritated Yang Guangzong. He shuddered all over and stood aside silently.

Originally, they had to go their separate ways at the intersection ahead, as Ye Xiaotong didn't live with them.

But because they met Yang Guangzong on the way, they were both worried about Ye Xiaotong returning to her own residence.

Lin Yuyao pulled her aside and said, "Don't go back. The wooden door of that small house can be kicked open with one foot. It's not safe."

Ye Xiaotong looked conflicted.

Lin Yuyao said again: "Come back to my house and sleep in our study."

Song Qin said, "My family rents a two-bedroom house, and the nanny lives in one. Otherwise, I would let you leave with me."

Ye Xiaotong hesitated for a while, but finally nodded.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. I'm happy to help you move tomorrow."

Song Qin looked back at Yang Guangzong and found that he was still standing there, staring at them, which was scary.