Chen Zhou thought this might be a dream.
She immediately closed her eyes, and then she heard Song Jianmin's loud and boisterous voice again.
"Chen Zhou, Chen Zhou???"
"Wife, wife, what's wrong? Mom!"
Chen Zhou opened his eyes helplessly.
Am I dreaming?
The people in the ward couldn't help but laugh.
Song Jianmin spoke with difficulty: "It's not a dream, it's real, it's a son."
Chen Zhou glared at him, "Song Jianmin, it's all your fault!"
Both of them were college students and knew that the sex of a child was determined by the man. Song Jianmin silently endured the scolding, saying, "It's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault."
Xu Guiying interrupted their childish conversation.
"Fifth brother, stop bothering Chen Zhou and get some rest now."
Chen Zhou looked at Xu Guiying longingly, "Mom, I want to see Song Mingzhou."
Although it's just a child.
They're still my own flesh and blood, no matter what.
Chen Zhou did like it a little bit.
When the tiny bundle landed in his arms, Chen Zhou reacted even more strongly than Song Jianmin, shouting, "Mom!!!!! Take him away right now!!!!"
Xu Guiying took her grandson away, speechless. These two people were both unreliable.
Grandma Song took Song Mingzhou from her and coaxed her great-grandson, "Look at your parents, they're being unreasonable!"
The two people who were scolded: "..."
Chen Zhou was only scared for a short while. When she was breastfeeding, she kissed and hugged Song Mingzhou, and a strong maternal love arose in her heart.
Song Jianmin had gotten used to holding him, calling him "my good son" so often it was unbearable to watch.
Chen Zhou stayed in the hospital for a few days before returning to Heping Lane.
Song Jianmin had arranged for a nanny in advance, just as he had told Chen Zhou before their marriage. If they had a child, he couldn't let his mother take care of the baby. Xu Guiying had a job, and Song Jianmin was too ashamed to ask his mother for help.
Grandma Song is quite old, and Song Jianmin isn't so heartless as to let his white-haired grandmother take care of Song Mingzhou.
The young couple had already discussed hiring a housekeeper, so on the day Chen Zhou returned home, Aunt Sun arrived.
Chen Zhou is currently in postpartum confinement this summer. When she starts school in September, she will leave the baby with Aunt Sun. They will discuss the baby's care after Song Mingzhou starts kindergarten.
Song Jianmin's salary is enough, Chen Zhou receives scholarships and subsidies for her postgraduate studies, and she also earns money by helping professors. The two of them can easily support a child and hire a nanny.
Song Rongrong returned to the capital in early June and went to visit Song Mingzhou, buying several sets of clothes for her nephew. No sooner had Song Rongrong returned than Song Yingying also came back for summer vacation.
After getting off the plane, she went back to the Qin family home to drop off her things and then came to Heping Lane.
Today, several younger members of the Song family were home. Song Xiaoxiao brought her younger brother Mo Baiyuan to the fifth brother's house, and the second brother, who was on vacation today, also brought his twins.
Song Muchuan and Song Zhiyin are now very talkative and quick-witted. The brother and sister look very alike. They both inherited Qian Yu'an's eyes, which are narrow and long, with slightly upturned corners, giving them a clever look like little foxes. Their face shape, nose, and mouth are also very good. Everyone who has seen twins praises them.
Wearing the overalls that Xu Guiying bought for her, Song Zhiyin came to her fifth uncle with a smug look and started pulling at Song Jianmin's pants.
"Wu Su, little brother~"
Song Jianmin sat down so that Song Zhiyin could see him.
"Look, there you go."
Song Zhiyin gently touched Song Mingzhou's face with her little finger.
The sleeping child suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes looking around, and even smiled at Song Zhiyin.
Song Jianmin felt very gratified.
Although he is a son, he is very sensible and never cries or makes a fuss at night. He is practically the male version of Song Ji-eun.
In the evening, Song Anmin and Wang Ya also arrived.
The younger generation had dinner at Song Jianmin's house and didn't leave until eight or nine o'clock.
On the day of Song Mingzhou's full moon celebration, Song Jianmin invited everyone to dinner at his home. Grandpa Song, Grandma Song, and Xu Guiying and her husband all came.
Even Song Guomin, who lived far away in Xinchang Town, sent a gift to the fifth child—a wooden rocking horse toy.
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Song Rongrong returned to the capital in September.
She planned to move all her belongings from her home in Heping Lane to the new place. Song Xinfu originally wanted to borrow a tricycle from Director Jiang to move Song Rongrong's things there.
But once it was tidied up...
Goodness.
The books and clothes were piled up in almost half of the yard.
Song Xinfu then went to Mo Hong again and asked Mo Hong to drive over and take all of Song Rongrong's things.
This will get it done in one trip.
In the evening, Song Rongrong began to pack her things. An English broadcast was playing on the radio. She first made the bed and hung up her clothes before going into the study to begin the massive project.
The books she worked on mainly consisted of books she bought when she was in school, university textbooks, and books she read after she started working. Due to her profession, she needed to constantly input new information in order to gradually output more. She was busy until after 11 p.m. before she finally finished.
Song Rongrong locked the doors and windows, took a shower, and went straight to sleep.
I slept until 10 a.m. the next day, ate breakfast and lunch, and then prepared to leave, as I had to go back to the TV station for a meeting in the afternoon.
As soon as the door opened, footsteps could be heard from upstairs.
Song Rongrong casually glanced up, and the next moment, her eyes widened in surprise.
"Ying Zhengqing???"
The entire hallway echoed with Song Rongrong's utterly shocked voice!
Ying Zhengqing took off his mask. "You recognized me at a glance."
Song Rongrong glared at him, "You live upstairs???"
Ying Zhengqing pursed his lips and hummed in agreement, "You live here too? What a coincidence."
Song Rongrong sneered, "What a coincidence! Did you do this on purpose?"
Ying Zhengqing coughed lightly, "Would you believe me if I said it was a coincidence?"
Song Rongrong stared at him coldly, her face full of distrust, and then went downstairs.
Ying Zhengqing followed Song Rongrong downstairs.
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