In my heart, you are more important than my own son. Now that you are pregnant, you will definitely be the priority in everything. Moreover, you are the one who pays for the family expenses. I, your father, and Lu Yan are the ones who eat for free. I feel really bad about this."

Jiang Yan patted her hand and said, "Mom, why do you think like this? You treat me like your own daughter. In my heart, you are my own mother. Just think of this as me honoring you."

Miao Xiuying felt relieved when she saw how well behaved she was. "Raising those money-losing bastards is more useful than raising you. If you give birth to another little girl in your belly, your father and I will raise her even if we have to carry bricks to support her."

Jiang Yan smiled happily: "Mom, you are exaggerating. Anyway, it's a boy or a girl, and I will only have this one. I don't plan to have a second child."

She had no reaction to her pregnancy, but that didn't mean the pregnancy wouldn't cause other damage to her body.

Even with the nourishment of spiritual spring water, you shouldn't joke with your body.

As a qualified and sophisticated egoist, she must start from herself.

Miao Xiuying agreed: "Of course! Having one child is enough. They say raising a child is a precaution. When they grow up, they will have their own family and won't care about you, an old man.

Raising one well-behaved child is more useful than raising ten. The reason why we have more children is to have more laborers in the family.

Our family doesn't lack for those little things, so you can do whatever is comfortable for you. I will support you in any decision you make."

Not to mention Lu Xiao, he obeys Jiang Yan's words and nothing others say is effective.

In his eyes, there is only his wife. His wife is the sky, his wife is the earth, and his wife is his courage to live.

In the seventies, there were also warriors of pure love, but Jiang Yan was pure hatred!