Anjing had been sleeping peacefully when Zhou Xinya ran over, hugged her mother's arm, and asked, "Are you in pain inside?"

It hurts, of course, but it only lasts for a while.

I controlled my weight well during pregnancy, and the baby was small and easy to deliver, so I didn't suffer much.

I thought I was going to get stabbed, but now I'm glad that all my hard work hasn't been in vain.

After taking a look at the children, Zhou Xinya once again commented, "They are so ugly, they don't look like their mother at all."

Finally, he added, "Hehe, I'm more like it."

He praised others without forgetting to praise himself, praising two people at once.

The boys were swaddled in blue swaddling clothes, and the girls were swaddled in pink swaddling clothes.

So you can tell at a glance which one is the girl.

Sun Lifang looked at her daughter and saw that her younger daughter looked more like her, while her older daughter looked more like her father.

But she couldn't say it out loud. Zhou Xinya now felt that "it's better to look like her mother, not her father."

"Because Mommy is prettier!" The little girl giggled and clung to her, trying to prove that she was also a beauty.

After a while, the nurse came over with some instructions, and Zhou Yunshi went to handle them. When there were only three people left in the room, Zhou Xinya spoke up, "Today was too sudden, otherwise I could have given them the gifts."

During Christmas, the school held a game where children would draw lots to make Christmas stockings, and each child would draw a number to take a present from the red stocking.

Zhou Xinya drew a pair of kissing bears connected by a line that could be pulled apart and then put back together.

"It's perfect to bring it back and give it to my younger siblings; the wire can be removed—"

"But I forgot today."

It was an unexpected event, who could have predicted it? Sun Lifang comforted her daughter, "It's okay, when your younger brother and sister come back, you can give it to them."

Holding her daughter's chubby hand, Sun Lifang sighed, "Finally back."

finally?

Zhou Xinya raised her head, somewhat puzzled—

What does "finally" mean?

Didn't your younger siblings just arrive?

Before she could ask, Sister Miao pulled the little girl out, saying, "I'm taking you to eat. Your father and mother have something to talk about."

Zhou Xinya didn't want to leave, but her father told her, "We're fighting for the naming rights for you, to persuade your mother."

Oh, it's for my younger siblings' names.

Once she realized what was happening, Zhou Xinya nodded excitedly, covering her mouth with her small hand to hide her smug expression.

But as soon as I stepped out the door, it was locked from the inside.

"Lock the door." Zhou Xinya blinked. Do I need to lock the door just to pick out a name?