In his eyes, whether it was a son or a daughter, they were both his and Ji Wanmei's flesh and blood, their very heart and soul.
When they grow up, everything he and Ji Wanmei own will be left to their children.
Just like her father-in-law, Ji Xingguo, he never felt any regret or remorse for having only one daughter, Ji Wanmei. On the contrary, his daughter was more considerate than his son, and Ji Wanmei was more successful than many men.
Now that Ji Xingguo is old and retired, his daughter is taking care of him and fulfilling her filial duties, unlike those families where several sons shirk their responsibilities.
Moreover, Lei Tingjun's family is basically empty now. His ancestors were not a prominent family or clan. Even if they were, Lei Tingjun wouldn't bother having a son to inherit the family business.
He had told Ji Wanmei long ago that even if she had decided not to have children, he would have supported and agreed with her decision.
What's more, their second child is about to be born.
He wouldn't dare to ask for anything else.
Lei Tingjun's idea remains unchanged.
Ji Wanmei, however, did not think so.
She felt that since she had decided to have two children, it would be better to have a boy and a girl.
She looked down at her belly. This time, besides the routine physical examination, they didn't test the gender. Anyway, everything was left to fate.
Several months later.
As Ji Wanmei's due date approached and labor symptoms began, Lei Tingjun had already made preparations and drove her and her family to the pre-arranged hospital.
After several hours of labor at the hospital, Ji Wanmei finally gave birth to a healthy baby boy weighing five pounds and nine ounces.
This son was thinner than Xiao Zhenzhu when he was born. His facial features resembled Lei Tingjun's face and nose, while his eyes and mouth resembled Ji Wanmei's.
Because he inherited the best genes from both parents, the younger son has a quiet and refined appearance.
Ji Xingguo waited outside the operating room with his granddaughter for half a day. When she saw her mother and younger brother being wheeled out, little Pearl couldn't wait to run off her grandfather's lap.
She was tiny, and standing on tiptoe, she asked her father, "Daddy, Daddy! Tell me quickly, did Mommy give birth to a little brother or a little sister?"
Lei Tingjun carefully handed the swaddled, still-closed, pink baby to his daughter and said, "It's a little brother. From now on, Pearl will be the big sister, so you have to protect your little brother well."
Ji Xingguo also came over, took his grandson's swaddling clothes, looked at him lovingly, and smiled from ear to ear, saying "Good, good, good!" three times in a row.
Ji Wanmei had just given birth and was still a little weak lying in the hospital bed. At this moment, Lei Tingjun didn't care about anything else. He just knelt down in front of the hospital bed, held his beloved wife's hand tightly, smoothed her sweaty hair, and kissed her forehead tenderly: "Wife, you've worked so hard."
Ji Wanmei smiled gently.
All the people she loves are around her at this moment. She doesn't feel tired; she feels very happy.
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