A slight smile played on Song Lan's lips.
"Are you that happy?"
Qin Yanzheng's dark eyes were full of smiles and doting affection.
"Um."
Song Lan responded, "You have to keep it up, or I'll take the children to a place you won't be able to find." How wonderful it would be to return to her parents and brothers with the people she loves and their children!
That's what she thought, but Song Lan knew very well that it was nothing more than wishful thinking.
"I won't give you that chance!"
His wife was his; he would find her no matter where she ran. A dark glint flashed in Qin Yanzheng's eyes. Then, as if punishing her, he gave her a hard peck on the red lips.
"hiss!"
Song Lan winced in pain, and once she recovered, she gave the man a reproachful look: "Are you a dog?"
"I just like you!"
Qin Yanzheng spoke with a smile, his eyes so tender they seemed to melt.
"Nothing you find so rare."
Song Lan gave a light snort and glared at him playfully again: "Don't think I don't know your true intentions."
"Really? Why don't you tell me?"
Qin Yanzheng's handsome face was full of smiles. He really wanted to hold his wife in his arms, but her belly was too big, so he couldn't do it. He could only look at her with affection face to face.
"Go ahead and rush off!"
She deliberately kept quiet, wanting to see how he could sleep peacefully.
Laughing to herself, Song Lan carefully turned over, supporting her protruding belly, and lay on her side with her back to the man.
"Wife~"
Qin Yanzheng called softly, but received no response for a while. He smiled and placed his long, jade-like hand on the woman's protruding belly. His gentle and doting voice came out again: "Wife, can you turn around?"
Upon hearing this, Song Lan deliberately made even, soft breathing sounds to indicate that she was fast asleep.
Qin Yanzheng shook his head with amusement, but he didn't expose her. He simply placed a light kiss on the back of her hair and said, "Goodnight, my little princess!"
At the same time, at Director Zhang's house.
“Your phone call will not only force your dad to drop everything and come over, but your uncle will probably come too. How much of their business will be disrupted? Why didn’t you think it through before you made the call?”
The bedroom that Director Zhang and his wife arranged for Grandpa Chen and his wife was sunny and about fifteen or sixteen square meters in size. The bedroom was tidy and clean, and even the bed sheets and duvet covers were all replaced with new ones.
Speaking of which, the new bed sheets and duvet covers were bought by Wu Chunying, the wife of Factory Director Zhang, using cloth coupons she had saved up for quite some time at the supply and marketing cooperative. She intended to keep them for her daughter Zhang Meiyun's dowry. Unexpectedly, she suddenly heard from Factory Director Zhang that the old leader might be staying at their home for a few days. Without saying a word, Wu Chunying took out the newly made bed sheets and duvet covers, washed and dried them, and yesterday afternoon she tidied up the room and put on all the dried bed sheets and duvet covers.
At this moment, Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen, having soaked their feet, sat leaning against the headboard. They looked at Chen Dongxu; one's face was grim, and she immediately began to criticize him; the other's eyes were full of loving kindness, knowing that her grandson was worried about what might happen to her and her husband during the surgery.
However, being young and unable to handle the situation, he thought of informing his father that he could come over, so as not to be caught off guard when things came to a head.
To be honest, silly kids can't handle things. The only one to blame is their elders for protecting them too much, preventing them from getting the necessary experience during their growth, meaning they haven't experienced many setbacks.
"Alright, that's enough. Xiaoxu called the second son just so we could focus on the surgery, but you've been holding it in since this afternoon as soon as you heard he called his dad."
"You start berating me as soon as you open your mouth; if you keep going like this, I'm afraid Xiaoxu will want to crawl into a hole and hide."
Grandma Chen gave Grandpa Chen a reproachful look, then turned her gaze back to Chen Dongxu: "In Grandma's opinion, your phone call was good. It's only natural that your grandfather and I need to have two family members by our side for our surgeries."
"Your dad came from my belly, so his trip here isn't a big deal. You don't need to take what your grandpa just said to heart. Go and rest."
Chen Dongxu and Old Master Chen's attendant and driver shared a room.
Mr. Chen originally had a personal driver, but unfortunately, the driver's father passed away and he asked Mr. Chen for a week's leave two days ago. So, for this trip to the Machinery Factory Staff Hospital, Mr. Chen had to rely on his own attendant to drive him.
"Then I'm going to rest. Grandma and Grandpa, you should go to bed early too."
After leaving a few words, Chen Dongxu turned and left, making sure to close the door behind him and his wife.
Do you think Chang'an will recognize us?
As the footsteps outside faded into the distance, Old Mrs. Chen couldn't help but think of Song Sanhe, her second son who had been separated from her for many years. From Song Sanhe's clothes and demeanor, she could tell that the son she had been thinking about for over forty years was doing well.
Thinking of Song Lan again, to be honest, Old Mrs. Chen was a little unsure if she could bring her son back to her side.
She has a stable life and her children are successful. Even though she is her biological mother, she cannot change the fact that they have not lived together for many years. And feelings are built up over time. Without feelings, even if her long-lost son were to reunite with her, he would most likely not come back to Beijing with her and her husband and their children.
"Don't worry, Chang'an is someone you carried for ten months and gave birth to with great difficulty. Even though he didn't grow up by our side, he has our blood in his veins, so there definitely won't be any problems with his character."
Besides, judging from Lanlan's character and upbringing, it's easy to see that she has kind and understanding parents.
Mr. Chen heard Song Lan's name from Chen Dongxu.
"But I can tell that Chang'an is doing well now. By the way, the lady he's helping is probably Sister Huaihua. I was only looking at Chang'an and didn't pay much attention to that lady. I really shouldn't have done that."
If her gaze had lingered on that older woman for even a moment, she would surely have recognized her as Sister-in-law Huaihua, and thus be even more certain that the man who looked so much like her maternal brother was her son, Chang'an!
"After so many years, Sister Huaihua's appearance has naturally changed a lot. Moreover, that woman's eyes are covered with gauze. Even if you are face to face with her, I reckon you would have a hard time recognizing her as Sister Huaihua."
On the other hand, judging from that man's appearance, it's already clear that he is indeed from Chang'an.
Furthermore, Lanlan is a spitting image of you at eighteen or nineteen, which undoubtedly further confirms her relationship with us and that her father, that man, is our Chang'an.
There are many people in the world who look alike but are not related by blood, but there are two in one family, a father and daughter. One looks exactly like his wife, and the other looks exactly like his two brothers-in-law. As for whether they are related to his Chen family and his wife's family by blood, he, the old man, does not believe it.
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