"Xia Xia, Zhou An usually takes good care of Ping Ping and An An."
Xu's mother spoke against her conscience.
In fact, there is no problem with Zhou An taking care of children, it’s mainly because he is too soft-hearted.
Once Pingping and Anan showed a pitiful look, he couldn't help but compromise.
Pingping was fine, Zhou An couldn't refuse any of An An's requests.
Zhou An's eyes were vague and he also felt guilty.
Because not to mention Zhou An, even she and Xu's father are like this.
Who can resist a small version of Xia Xia?
Xu Zhixia curled the corners of her mouth but didn't say anything.
At this moment, a childish voice sounded: "Mama... Mama."
Xu Zhixia was stunned and looked over in disbelief.
Then Pingping opened his little hands and spoke haltingly.
She couldn't describe her current mood in words. It was as if she was soaking in warm water and her whole body was warm.
She covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
He walked over, picked up Pingping, and whispered, "Pingping, call me again."
Pingping covered her face with her little hands, as if embarrassed.
An An saw that Xu Zhixia only had Ping Ping in her eyes, and reluctantly said, "Mom!"
It's neat and clear, and the pronunciation is clearer than usual.
But to Xu Zhixia, they are all the same, they are the most important people to her.
Xu's mother said in surprise: "Oh, our baby can talk."
She came over with a smile, squatted down and teased, "Call me grandma."
Pingping and Anan blinked, confusion in their eyes.
The word "grandmother" is still too complicated for them.
Fortunately, Xu's mother didn't really want to listen. She picked up An An without disgust and then gave Xu's father a wink.
"Let's go and take the babies to have a nice bath."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Zhou An and instructed: "Zhou An, see if you can do something for Xia Xia. Let's go clean the babies first."
Although her tone was light, Zhou An knew very well that this was the space Xu's mother gave the young couple to be alone.
He gave her a look of gratitude, and only looked away after Xu's mother and father took Ping Ping An away.
Looking at Xu Zhixia, he spoke uncomfortably: "Wife..."
Before he could finish the rest of his words, Xu Zhixia interrupted him with a snort.
"Why don't you go cook some noodles? I'm hungry."
From her coquettish tone, it can be heard that she is not angry.
Zhou An's eyes lit up, and he hurried to the kitchen like a dog that had found a bone.
I don’t know if Pingping and Anan are too difficult to clean up, or if Xu’s father and mother did it on purpose.
By the time Xu Zhixia finished her meal, they still showed no sign of coming out.
Xu Zhixia hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom. Zhou An followed without hesitation.
After entering the door, Zhou An closed it without Xu Zhixia's instructions.
Before she could react, a hot body covered her.
Zhou An lowered his voice, and a deep voice sounded: "Wife, I miss you."
The big hands with distinct joints moved uncontrollably on Xu Zhixia's body.
Xu Zhixia's face turned red, and even her earlobes were stained a little red.
But she didn't push Zhou An away. Instead, she muttered softly, "Do you think I don't need to worry about Ping An An?"
Zhou An's big hand fell on Xu Zhixia's waist, exerting a little force, revealing a rare strong side.
A hoarse voice sounded: "Wife, it's already this time, shouldn't you look at me?"
Xu Zhixia's eyes were blurred, and her soft, boneless hands wrapped around Zhou An's neck.
The dark clouds gently obscured the moonlight, and also obscured the beauty of the room.
At this moment, downstairs, looking at the two clean little balls, Xu's father frowned.
He asked in a low voice: "How long will we wash?"
Xu's mother said uncertainly: "Maybe another half an hour?"
But they still underestimated the meaning of "a short separation makes a new marriage better than a new one". After an hour, there was no candle lit upstairs.
The two could only wipe Pingping and Anan clean and carry them to their room.
After a good night's sleep, Xu Zhixia got up early the next day.
As she stretched, she saw the marks on her body and her face suddenly turned red.
Zhou An is a beast who has no self-control at all.
After going downstairs, Zhou An had already gone to training.
Xu's mother was feeding Ping Ping An and looked up when she heard the sound.
An unnatural look flashed in Xu Zhixia's eyes, but fortunately, Xu's mother didn't say anything, which made her feel relieved.
She poured herself a bowl of porridge and drank it in small sips.
Although she is not bed-loving, there is no place better than home.
I rested for a whole night yesterday and feel much better today.
Just as she was immersed in her own thoughts, Xu's mother suddenly spoke: "Xia Xia, what does your editor want to see you about?"
Xu Zhixia regained consciousness, lowered his eyes, and concealed the expression in his eyes.
When he looked up again, he had returned to his normal state.
She smiled and said, "It's good news, Mom. I'm going to publish a book."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xu's mother stood up suddenly.
With disbelief glittering in his eyes, he asked excitedly, "Really?"
This incident was undoubtedly a surprise like pie in the sky for Xu's mother.
Thinking about the Xu family, they must have been very lucky to have raised such a cultured person.
She couldn't help but complain: "You kid, why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?"
Xu Zhixia casually replied, "It hasn't been published yet. I'll talk about it after I finish writing and confirm the publication."
Xu's mother couldn't help but mutter: "That's not the same thing."
"I'm going to tell your dad later and make him happy too..."
Xu's mother talked incessantly, her excitement overflowing uncontrollably.
Xu Zhixia smiled without saying a word, watching the scene calmly.
Mother Xu suddenly stopped and asked suspiciously, "But there can't be any problem here, right?"
Xu Zhixia's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect Xu's mother to be so perceptive.
But she didn't show it and remained the same as usual.
He said casually: "What's the problem with this?"
"Besides, given Zhou An's current status, who can attack me?"
This is the truth, but Xu's mother still feels uneasy.
But seeing Xu Zhixia's confident look, he began to doubt himself again.
After seeing this, Xu Zhixia was afraid of being exposed.
He made up a random excuse and left in a hurry.
Returning to the study, she breathed a sigh of relief.
After calming down, I took out a pen and paper from the drawer and began to ponder.
If at this time, you can write something that does not go against the trend and can be guaranteed to be published, then it is something related to soldiers.
But this balance... is a bit difficult to grasp.
One thought after another emerged in Xu Zhixia's mind, and she connected them into a line.
Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she picked up a pen and wrote down her thoughts in a notebook.
She thought...she knew what to write.
It does not involve the secrets of soldiers, but also writes about the troops.
What could be more appropriate than writing about military families?
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