Lijuan suddenly stared at Song Qingdai with shining eyes.

She is now envious of other people whose sons are married and have grandchildren. She is already this age, but that damn boy Shen Jinian has never even touched a girl's hand.

You are not talkative, you deserve to not find a partner.

If it were her, she would not look down upon Shen Jinian's death.

Somehow, Ren Nana's face suddenly flashed through Song Qingdai's mind.

But he immediately suppressed it in his mind.

No, no.

One has an impetuous temper, the other has a listless temper, they have nothing in common.

"Don't worry, auntie. If there is a suitable girl, I will definitely introduce her to you."

"Hey, okay, I'll go back first. I'll come back and make you something to eat at noon!"

Gao Han said that we have to prepare something fresh for lunch. They have everything at home, so we can just come over and cook.

Anyway, the money will be given as is.

Anyone who has the chance to earn money but doesn't want to is a fool. Even if her son and Gao Han are colleagues, she still has to earn what she should.

If I don’t make money, how can I give my son a wife?

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Gao Han returned to the compound on time.

When the man returns home, he consciously turns into a househusband. His hands, which are used for scientific research, are also very adept in the kitchen without any awkwardness at all.

"Qingdai, what would you like to eat tonight? I bought fish and ribs."

Gao Han turned around to ask, and saw Song Qingdai curled up on the sofa, reading a book in English.

The light outside gathered together and fell on her, soft and beautiful.

He looked a little dazed.

As the months of pregnancy progressed, Song Qingdai clearly felt that her body was becoming more and more tired, especially since she was carrying twins in her belly.

Gradually, I started to show my pregnancy.

"I want to eat something spicy today. The spicy fish that Aunt Chen made at noon is very delicious."

Spicy fish?

It turns out she likes to eat this.

"Qingdai, the first floor smells heavily of cooking fumes. Go upstairs. I'll call you when it's better."

After cleaning up the dishes, Gao Han would quickly wash off the smell of oil smoke on his body and change into dry clothes.

Take Song Qingdai for walks in the courtyard and occasionally go outside.

"Why don't we go to the maternity and baby store today?"

"I heard that a New World supermarket has just opened in the provincial capital. It's very big, but I haven't been there yet."

Song Qingdai still likes shopping.

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