Han Zhan remained silent at first, then after a moment, he sighed, "In my last life, you guarded the border and protected my country for me. In this life, I should be your supporter."
What else can be said about Song Dynasty porcelain?
Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand in his, placed it on his thigh and hammered it, sighing, "Someone jokingly said that husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but when the gun is fired, they run away separately. But we are one, and we should share honor and disgrace."
This voice of sharing honor and disgrace moved Song Ci to tears. "Han Zhan, how come your words are so easy to make people cry?"
Song Ci wiped away her tears and smiled embarrassedly.
"Because what I said touched your heart." Han Zhan bent down to pick up Song Ci's bag, took her hand and stood up, "Okay, let's go back first. When Jiang Zhen notifies us, we will go to the police station and explain everything clearly."
Song Ci had planned to go to the police station to report Li Feng and others tomorrow, but before Jiang Zhen left, he asked Song Ci to wait a little longer, saying that she should wait for his notification before taking any action.
Take the elevator to the underground garage with Han Zhan.
Song Ci touched her abdomen and suddenly said, "I'm going to buy some underwear. I can't wear the ones I have now." Her abdomen began to grow bigger day by day, and her underwear became smaller and needed to be changed.
"Okay then."
Han Zhan and Song Ci have rarely gone shopping recently. Walking in the dazzling shopping mall, Song Ci just thinks this thing is beautiful and he likes that thing too.
"When I'm born, I'm going to buy all the beautiful clothes in the mall and take them home."
Han Zhan: "Then I have to get you a cloakroom."
Passing by a jewelry store, Song Ci's eyes lit up and she said, "You can buy more jewelry in the future so that you can pass it on to your daughter and daughter-in-law when you are old."
The doctor who performed the prenatal checkup on Song Ci today is an old acquaintance of Song Ci. Han Miao and Han Jun were both given prenatal checkups by the same doctor.
The fetus is now four months old, and the sex of the baby can be determined. After the B-ultrasound examination, Song Ci lowered her head and wiped the coupling agent off her belly with a dry towel. She heard the doctor say, "Congratulations, Mrs. Han, you have a son and a daughter."
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then realized that the fetus in her belly was a boy, and she was overjoyed.
But Song Ci had never told Han Zhan about this. So when Han Zhan heard her words, he grasped what she wanted to reveal.
He stared at Song Ci's slightly bulging belly, frowning slightly, and asked, "Daughter-in-law? Did the doctor tell you the gender of the baby in your belly? Is it a boy?"
"Um."
Han Zhan's eyes lit up with a smile, and he said, "So, the courtesy name my grandfather gave him is finally useful."
Before Han Ao Yu passed away, he gave a courtesy name to the child in Song Ci's arms.
At that time, Song Ci had just become pregnant and didn't know whether she was carrying twins or the gender of the children. Han Aoyu named the girl Jingyu and the boy Lingyu.
Song Ci thought of this past event and said with emotion: "When the child is born, we will take Miaomiao and Junjun to pay homage to him and visit your mother as well."
After the old man died, his ashes were scattered in the mountains and hills on the southwestern border, but Han Zhan also left an urn for Han Ao Yu and set up a tablet next to his grandmother's tombstone.
"We have to go pay our respects to our grandparents and mother." Han Zhan added, "We have two sisters, one named Miao and the other Jun. What should we name our brother? A single name would be best."
Han Zhan and Song Ci themselves have single-character names, and he also likes single-character names for his three children. As a family, everything must be neat and tidy.
"I originally thought that if it was a boy, I would name him Han Zhen. But..." Song Ci stopped and said to Han Zhan with a smile, "If the relationship goes well, Jiang Zhen will marry Wangwang in the future, and he will be the brother-in-law of our three children."
"If we call him Han Zhen, wouldn't that be the same name as Jiang Zhen?" Song Ci spread her hands, feeling rather helpless. "I really don't know what to name the child."
Han Zhan looked up at the brilliant lights above him, pondered for a moment, and then said, "What do you think of calling me Han Zheng?"
"Which one?" Song Ci asked.
Han Zhan: "Arguments of opinions on both sides."
Song Ci's eyes rolled slightly as she wrote the word in her mind. Her eyes lit up slightly as she praised, "The word '诤' represents boldness and frankness..."
She thought of Jiang Bi's unjust death, which was caused by her fear of speaking out. She named her child Han Zheng, hoping that he would be brave, kind, and outspoken, and be an upright and frank person.
"That's a good name, let's call it that."
"That's it."
As they were talking, they had already arrived at a maternity and baby store. Han Zhan took the cart and picked out a few sets of intimate apparel with Song Ci. They also bought maternity pajamas and maternity yoga clothes, then checked out and went home.
After arriving home, Han Zhan took his things to the laundry room, intending to wash his newly bought clothes. Song Ci was thirsty, so she drank a glass of water and then realized that the house was too quiet.
Why can't I hear the children's voices?
Butler Cai was standing under the eaves, looking at his phone, engrossed in it. He was most likely reading a novel. Song Ci called out to him, "Butler Cai."
Butler Cai quickly turned off his phone, walked over quickly, and nodded, "Madam."
"Where are Miaomiao and Junjun?"
Butler Cai said, "The young ladies went upstairs to play with their toys."
"I'll go and take a look." Song Ci got up and went to the living room. When he reached the first floor, he saw Yan Qingxiu watering the Podocarpus in the yard outside the house.
Song Ci turned and walked towards Yan Qingxiu. "Mr. Yan, are Miaomiao and the others playing upstairs?"
Yan Qingxiu put down the watering can, raised his head and pointed upstairs, saying, "Listen, Madam, they are making noise and having a great time."
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