Liu Dongliang knew perfectly well why Cheng Baidong wanted him to move out, but he really didn't want to move.

The current house has three main rooms and a small courtyard, but the place we are going to move to is a bungalow behind the family compound, with only two empty rooms, no courtyard and no kitchen. We have to cook in the main room, and the main road is right outside. We have to go to a public toilet. The conditions are far worse than where we live now.

Logically speaking, as the director, even if he were to move, he shouldn't be the one to move there. However, Deputy Director Liang, who is in charge of logistics, said that all the houses with courtyards had been allocated, and only the bungalows at the back had vacant rooms. If he didn't go, the factory couldn't help him with his accommodation problem.

The subtext is: stay if you can, otherwise get out.

Liu Dongliang looked troubled: "Director Cheng, it's not that I don't want to move, but could you please give us a month's grace, considering that I have a child and a new mother in my postpartum period?"

"Grace period?" Cheng Baidong chuckled ambiguously.

Thinking he had found a glimmer of hope, Liu Dongliang quickly said, "Yes, yes, please grant us a month's grace! At least let the new mother finish her postpartum confinement before she leaves, otherwise, in this cold and snowy weather, she might develop health problems that could last a lifetime."

Cheng Baidong shook his head and said coldly, "Director Liu, the current result is already the result the factory has given us leniency for. If it were according to my plan, you wouldn't even have a bungalow to live in, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Dongliang's chubby face turned pale, and the tuft of hair on his bald head swayed slightly in the cold wind, making him look even more disheveled and comical.

"Director Cheng... always leave some room for maneuver, so you can meet again in the future. We're colleagues from the same factory, there's no need to be so ruthless, is there?"

"It won't be like that for long. If you have someone to blame, blame your wife for having inappropriate thoughts!" Cheng Baidong's voice was as cold as ice. After saying that, he gave Liu Dongliang a cold glance, turned around and got into the car.

The car started slowly and drove away quickly.

Liu Dongliang stared blankly as the jeep disappeared from his sight, belatedly realizing the meaning behind Cheng Baidong's words, "It won't be like that for long."

Could it be... could it be that he's going to kick me out of the pharmaceutical factory?

Liu Dongliang felt a surge of fear, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

But he quickly realized that Cheng Bodong was just a minor director himself. How could he have the ability to drive away a director of the same rank as him?

He was so overwhelmed by the prospect of moving that he became too nervous and scared himself!

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Cheng Baidong definitely doesn't have that ability!

Liu Dongliang comforted himself as he walked back. When he returned to the ward, he saw Li Dan still lying in bed crying, ignoring her daughter's loud wailing beside her. He was immediately furious.

"Crying, crying, crying like you're mourning? Can't you wait until I'm dead before you start crying like this?!"

This was a large ward with eight beds. As soon as Liu Dongliang opened his mouth to curse, it immediately attracted the attention of several pregnant women.

He was concerned about his reputation, and feeling embarrassed, his expression became even more unpleasant.

He glared fiercely at Li Dan, then turned and walked to the front of the crib. He reached out and touched his daughter's swaddling clothes, finding that the diaper inside was wet and cold to the touch, indicating that she had been wet for a long time.

Li Dan was only focused on lying in bed crying about her so-called "misfortune," completely ignoring her daughter who had just been brought back from the pediatric ward, which made me even angrier.

After all, she was almost forty years old when she had her second daughter, and Liu Dongliang felt really sorry for her when he heard her cry.

He clumsily changed his daughter's diaper. Just then, Liu Lai'er ran in excitedly from outside. When she saw Liu Dongliang, her eyes lit up.

"Daddy, Daddy, I got a spoonful of milk powder from the nurse. Please feed it to my little sister. She'll stop crying once she drinks it."

Liu Dongliang felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at the spoonful of milk powder that Liu Lai'er was holding tightly in her hand.

Thinking to herself: Even the adopted child knows to be close to her younger sister! Li Dan, this biological mother, must have a heart of stone!

*

Meanwhile, Fang Qiao and the others arrived home.

Gao Ping had already lit the stove when he received Cheng Baidong's call that morning. He even took a bus to the east of the city to pick up Wang Yun.

He didn't know the exact address at first, only a general direction, so he relied on his mouth to ask around until he found out where Wang Yun's house was.

Wang Yun was overjoyed when she found out, and hurriedly brought over a small basket of eggs from her home.

The room was warm and cozy; as soon as the door was opened, steam billowed out.

"Why didn't you tell me you were having babies? I could have gone to the hospital to see you. Twins are hard to take care of, aren't they? If you had told me, I could have come over and helped you out." Wang Yun complained, but her words were full of concern.

They took one child from the doorway, Fang Qiao carried the other child, and Cheng Baidong carried An'an, carrying them all the way into the inner room.

Inside the room was a newly made crib, which Cheng Bodong had made himself. He worked during the day and made the crib at night, spending a whole week in the room to finish it.

It's twice as wide, enough for the twin brothers to sleep inside until they're two or three years old.

Once inside, Cheng Baidong picked up the child from Fang Qiao's arms and placed him in the crib, and Wang Yun carefully put the child in as well.

After putting the child down, Cheng Baidong went out to move the luggage.

Fang Qiao lay in bed, wrapped herself in the thick quilt, and only then did she have time to explain to Wang Yun, "I originally planned to tell you the good news after I was discharged from the hospital, because my family hasn't told you yet. I wanted to tell you first so they would know and then we could discuss the gift. I know you definitely won't choose my gift, but their family..."

Fang Qiao sighed and said, "You know I'm the kind of person who hates trouble the most. I just want to have a peaceful postpartum period."

“I understand, I understand.” Wang Yun pressed Fang Qiao’s hand down. “I understand everything.”

Wang Yun peered over the crib again and again, unable to get enough of it.

“This is the first time I’ve ever seen newborn twins. They really look exactly alike.” Wang Yun said, while asking Fang Qiao, “They look much smaller than An’an was when she was born.”

Fang Qiao laughed as well: "They're a third smaller. An'an weighed 6 pounds 8 ounces when she was born, and these two only weigh a little over 4 pounds."

"If the seedlings are good, they will grow tall; children grow fast too, and they will grow up in no time."