The Chinese New Year is almost here. Ji Chunyang and Wei Ping are preparing gifts for everyone.
Chunyang knitted a scarf for Chang Xiaohu. "Brother Xiaohu, do you like it?"
Chang Xiaohu looked at the scarf laid out in front of him.
Chunyang is seventeen this year, and she's not as dark and thin as she used to be. She's tall and slender, blossoming like a flower bud. With such excellent grades, she'll definitely get into the best university.
In the future, she will be a graduate of a prestigious university, have a respectable job, and be respected by everyone.
As for myself, I'm just a roughneck.
Chunyang always tidies up his house, and if she finds that his clothes haven't been washed, she washes them immediately.
So much so that Xiaohu now washes his clothes as soon as he takes them off.
Xiao Hu felt that the two of them were not a good match, and he just hoped that Chunyang would focus on her studies.
Xiao Hu: "I am Chunyang, a girl who is beautiful, good at studying, and skillful with her hands."
By the time you graduate from university, I wonder who will be lucky enough to marry you!
"Brother Xiaohu, do you think I'm good-looking?" Chunyang ignored the rest of what he said.
"Girls change a lot as they grow up and become more and more beautiful!"
"Chunyang, you need to be careful when you're looking for a partner. We don't want anyone who's not good-looking," Xiaohu said.
Chunyang isn't stupid; Xiaohu has made it so obvious. He still won't let her wash his clothes or tidy his house.
Chunyang felt awkward, but she mustered her courage and asked, "Brother Xiaohu, what do you think is wrong with me?"
It's not that you're bad, it's that I'm not good enough!
"You're still young. Study hard, go to university, and then find someone as cultured as you," Xiao Hu said.
"No!
"As long as you don't think I'm bad, that's fine!" Chunyang suddenly leaned over, stood on tiptoe, kissed Chang Xiaohu on the cheek, and ran away.
Chang Xiaohu never expected Chunyang to act this way.
He stood there blankly for a long time.
Spring sunshine suddenly came close, bringing with it a fragrant breeze. The scent was wonderful.
And her lips are soft.
It took Chang Xiaohu a while to react, and his face turned bright red.
Chunyang's heart was pounding like a rabbit's.
So much so that when the two met at mealtime, Xiaohu didn't dare to look up at Chunyang, and Chunyang didn't dare to look at Xiaohu either.
From then on, whenever Chunyang was alone with Xiaohu, she couldn't help but hold his hand.
Chunyang's hands were soft, and Xiaohu couldn't bear to refuse.
With so many people in the family, the Lunar New Year was especially lively. And then, a new baby was born just before the holiday. Everyone was so busy that they hadn't noticed the changes in Chunyang and Xiaohu.
Shen Changchuan was pleased and had Xiao Zhang buy a lot of firecrackers. Afraid of startling the children, they set them off at the front gate.
Shen Changchuan's New Year celebrations have always been quiet and lonely; it's been over 20 years since he last felt the joy of the New Year.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, the fireworks are so beautiful!" Yueyue was also exceptionally happy.
The second and third babies can already walk. They're wearing open-crotch pants and wobbling on the ground, sometimes crawling under the table, sometimes bumping their heads.
This house, almost every nook and cranny, is filled with the warmth of life.
Song Yan was in her postpartum confinement period, so all this commotion was irrelevant to her. Shen Qian stayed in the room with her.
The fourth and fifth brothers were fast asleep, completely undisturbed by the commotion outside.
Shen Qian: "Xiao Yan, I heard that the sex of a child depends on the man. But for twins, it depends on the woman."
You're really amazing!
Song Yan nodded, "I think it's pretty amazing myself, I actually had 5 children!"
"Look at this belly, can it ever go back to normal?"
Song Yan's belly is now loose and saggy.
Shen Qian hugged Song Yan and said, "I think my wife is perfect in every way."
Don't nitpick at yourself!
“I don’t think you should look down on me. I’ve had so many children, it’s been so hard for me!” Song Yan said.
Shen Qian chuckled, "If you don't mind, you'd be lucky to find it!"
They were making sarcastic remarks earlier, what if there were two girls?
I'd love both girls! I already have a son and a daughter, so I'm fine with either!
When I went back to school, I told them you had given birth, and it was two sons again. They were so envious.
"With the implementation of the family planning policy, it will be impossible to have both a son and a daughter!"
"Look how happy you are! What if I only have daughters?" Song Yan asked.
I love whatever our children are like!
But who wouldn't want both a son and a daughter!
"If everyone has daughters, then I'm not good enough." Shen Qian was telling the truth.
"Everyone's having a great time over there, you should go over there!" Song Yan was in her postpartum confinement period, and Aunt Wei kept her very well-behaved, not daring to step out of the room.
Shen Qian looked at his sleeping son again. In just a few days, the child seemed to have relaxed, no longer looking so wrinkled. "I'll go check on him, and come back to keep you company in a bit!"
...
The year has passed in a lively and bustling manner.
Shen Ruomei and Xia Juntao were often seen together.
Chunyang has several new clothes, and she has cleaned Xiaohu's room until it is spotless.
This is another sweet and bubbly couple.
Poor Wen Dajun, he made absolutely no progress. Not only did he make no progress, but Yin Chunmei now avoids him whenever she sees him and won't say a word.
It's not as good as it used to be.
Wen Dajun was utterly helpless.
Even Song Yan couldn't stand it anymore.
When Yin Chunmei was changing her baby's diaper, Song Yan asked her, "Things always pass eventually, and you can live a normal life. You're not that old, are you going to spend your whole life alone?"
Everyone can see what Wen Dajun is thinking, and you understand it too.
What are you really thinking?
Yin Chunmei remained silent for a long time: "Dajun is the best person in the world. I told him a long time ago to find someone he likes to live with."
Stop thinking about me.
Living the life I have now is something I never dared to dream of.
"If it weren't for Wen Dajun's unwavering devotion to you, I wouldn't be advising you on this."
"I think he's set his mind on you for life. He's determined to be with you forever!" Song Yan said.
“I don’t deserve him being so good to me!” Yin Chunmei’s eyes reddened.
"You think it's not worth it, but he thinks it is!"
Besides, children need a father's love! That's something you can't give her.
"If you miss Wen Dajun, you might not find someone who loves Yin Chao as much as he does!" Song Yan couldn't understand why Yin Chunmei was so stubborn.
"I know!" Yin Chunmei quickened her pace, intending to finish her work quickly and get out of there before Song Yan brought up the topic again.
Yin Chunmei's inner conflict remains unresolved, and no one can help her.
After his initial frustration, Wen Dajun came to terms with it: "I knew her plan all along."
I just want to help her raise her child and see that she and her child are doing well.
It's just like it always was!
She's doing better now than before, and that's good enough!
Song Yan: You're such a Casanova!
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