Chapter 591: Second Child 3

Xibao sat upright on the edge of the kang, legs dangling, curiously watching her mother busying around, like a good child.

When he saw his mother taking out a bunch of delicious food, all of which looked familiar, his eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted impatiently: "Mom, mom, mine, mine, Guoguo!" He pointed at the can.

"Why are your eyes so sharp?" Having said that, Feng Qingxue still opened the can for him and poured half of it into the bowl.

Xibao skillfully turned over and climbed back onto the kang. He grunted and pulled the kang table from the inside to the middle, sat down in front of it, put his two little paws on the edge of the table, and looked happily at the bowl in front of him. Oh, it was orange slices and sugar water in the bowl. The chubby little hand reached to the side, took the spoon handed to him by Feng Qingxue, and immediately scooped a piece of orange slice into his mouth.

Feng Qingxue tied a bib on him, and the little guy shook his head violently, "No, no!"

"If you don't tie it, you won't be able to eat."

These words made Xibao stop immediately, and he obediently let his mother put on the bib with the two words "Xibao" embroidered in red on a white background. However, he was too fat, and the straps on the back could barely be tied together.

"Okay!" Feng Qingxue patted Xibao's shoulder.

Xibao said "oh" and lowered her head to eat her food, waving the spoon very quickly.

After he licked the bottom of the bowl clean, Feng Qingxue had put everything except the grain and dried vegetables in place.

The grain and dried vegetables were placed in the west corner, and when the soldiers brought them, they piled them directly in the corner as she instructed.

There is no partition inside this house, no living room or bedroom, but the area is not small. The kang is on the east side, and some grain, potatoes and other things are piled on the west side. It is a bit messy, but there is nothing that can be done about it.

The four bags of finished grain, flour, were placed on two benches placed side by side.

Feng Qingxue opened the bag and looked at the flour inside. Suddenly, everything in front of her eyes went dark and she felt dizzy.

After standing there for a long time, Feng Qingxue still felt uncomfortable after the dizziness passed. She leaned against the wall and took a few breaths, muttering to herself, "What happened?"

She felt her pulse, but before her fingertips could find any result, she saw the calendar on her watch.

"Is this pregnancy?" While looking at the calendar clearly, her fingertips felt like beads rolling on a plate, indicating a slippery pulse.

Lu Jiang heard this as soon as he came in. He immediately put down the things he brought with him, walked up to her with big strides, and supported her, unable to hide his concern and joy. "What did you just say? Pregnancy? Is Xi Bao going to be a brother?"

As he asked, he carefully calculated in his mind and found that his wife had not had her period for about a month and a half.

Seeing him appear, Feng Qingxue chuckled and said, "Could it be that you and I have a telepathic connection? Or that you and the baby have a telepathic connection? I just felt the pulse of his existence, and you arrived home."

This is admitting that you are pregnant.

Lu Jiang hugged her and laughed, as happy as a child, "I'm a father again!"

"You've been a father for a long time. What do you mean by being a father again? Where do you put Xi Bao when you say that?" Feng Qingxue gave him a glare. "You should say that you have a child again."

"Yes, yes, you are right. We have another child. How about a sister?" Lu Jiang said incoherently.

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Seeing her parents hugging each other, Xibao became unhappy.

He stood up angrily, holding the bowl in both hands, facing the couple, and shouted, "No more!"

(End of this chapter)