Thinking that Song Ci was pregnant with her second child, Yan Jiang lowered his head to look at her belly.
Because they were playing in an outdoor swimming pool, with men coming in and out, Song Ci chose a swimsuit that was not too revealing to avoid suspicion. She wore a red one-piece halter-neck swim dress with ruffles on the hem, which covered her hips.
Yan Jiang reached out and touched her slightly bulging belly. He said, "The baby is still young, your belly looks a bit pregnant. When you were pregnant with Miaomiao and Junjun, your belly was flat this month."
"You know that my belly was swollen when I was pregnant with those sisters. Although I lost weight later, my skin is not as tight as before giving birth. My second child is only three months old and my belly is a little bulging." Song Ci was a little melancholy. She was worried that her figure would be completely distorted after this baby was born.
When Yan Jiang saw Song Ci's worried expression, he immediately thought of the time when she suffered from mild depression during her first pregnancy.
Worried that Song Ci would be sad again, Yan Jiang hurriedly said, "It's just that your belly is big, your arms and legs are still too thin. After you give birth, I'll invite that slimming team back to develop a weight loss plan for you. Don't worry about not being able to lose weight."
Knowing that Yan Jiang cared about her, Song Ci didn't want to make him worry, so she said, "Don't worry about me. I won't do it like I did with my first child. Now, I just hope that the child is healthy. If the child is healthy, I will be satisfied."
No matter whether she is fat or thin, she is still a glowing Song Dynasty porcelain.
Seeing that Song Ci was open-minded, Yan Jiang finally felt relieved. "Is it a boy or a girl? Have you checked?"
"I haven't asked. I'll know next time I go for a prenatal checkup." Song Ci splashed water around her feet and said, "To be honest, I actually want a boy."
"What about your Han Zhan? Does he also want a boy?" After all, Han Zhan's family is wealthy and powerful. According to Chinese thinking, he must give birth to a boy to inherit the throne.
Song Ci shook her head and said, "Han Zhan has never discussed the topic of boys and girls with me. Other fathers are very obedient to their daughters, but Han Zhan is very strict with Miaomiao and Junjun. Regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, Han Zhan is training them as if they were his heirs."
For Han Zhan, the gender of the baby really didn't matter. "Believe it or not, no matter whether the baby in my belly is a boy or a girl, when they grow up, the one who takes over the Han family business will definitely be the one with the most outstanding ability."
Yan Jiang believed it.
"Then why do you want a boy? Your Han Zhan doesn't insist on this. As a woman, are you still trying to favor boys over girls?"
"Go away, go away. I already have a pair of lovely daughters, and I still want a lovely boy. Isn't that normal?" She never believed in favoring boys over girls. These two daughters were her destiny, so how could she dislike girls?
Yan Jiang knew Song Ci just wanted a son and a daughter, so he didn't laugh at her. He told her, "The Ice Dragon Research Institute has bred a boy for us. Your sister suffered a lot for this child. She had to retrieve three eggs at once, and her back was bent in pain."
Yan Jiang had never told Song Ci about these things, fearing that Song Ci would feel bad. Now that the child was successfully raised, Yan Jiang decided to share with Song Ci the sadness of his time in the United States.
"Even someone as strong as Ah Fei couldn't bear it after the egg retrieval. She was in so much pain that she clutched her pillow and cried silently. That's when I realized how difficult it is for you women."
Since they were already married with children, Yan Jiang didn't need to be shy about some things. He said, "Take the matter of having children. For us men, collecting sperm is a piece of cake. But you women have to get injections and endure the pain. I just wish I couldn't share Ah Fei's pain."
Song Ci said, "Song Fei loves you. She loves you and wants to have a child with you, so she can endure any pain. You want to change someone, and see if she's willing!"
Yan Jiang smiled secretly. "Well, of course Song Fei loves me."
Song Ci looked at Yan Jiang's smirk and felt satisfied when she thought of the scene in her previous life where Yan Jiang was drunk and crying while holding a wine bottle, stroking the pendant necklace on his neck and calling Song Fei's name.
In this life, everyone lives a happy life.
The two chatted for a while before Yan Jiang got up and went back to his room to take a shower.
He changed into clean home clothes and went downstairs, and saw the two little girls who had also taken a bath. They were wearing the same style but different colored suspender jackets and shorts, and were looking at the pile of gifts on the ground.
Yan Jiang held a maid in each hand and asked them, "Miaomiao, Junjun, do you know what gifts your uncle brought you this time?"
Han Miao said: "It's Peppa Pig building blocks!" She has been obsessed with Peppa Pig recently and asked Song Ci to buy her the same dinosaur as George.
Yan Jiang asked Han Jun: "Junjun, guess what I bought for you?"
Han Jun picked up a gift box and said, "It's a water gun!" Han Jun has recently fallen in love with water guns, but her water gun is broken, and her father promised to bring her another one when he gets home from get off work.
"Idiot, no one guessed right!"
Yan Jiang opened the gifts and found they were two yo-yos and two harmonicas.
"Here, I'll give it to you!"
The two sisters received the same gift and were very happy. Han Jun asked Yan Jiang: "Uncle, how do I play this?" She was referring to the yo-yo.
"Come, I'm calling you." Yan Jiang taught them how to play yo-yo and then tried to play the harmonica for them.
After discovering that the instrument could be played, Han Jun and Han Miao started playing music with the harmonica, but the tune they produced was particularly unpleasant.
When Han Zhan came home from get off work, he heard two shrill harmonica sounds. He frowned and asked Butler Cai with a look of disgust, "Who is playing the harmonica? The screams of a slaughtered pig are better than this."
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