"It doesn't matter where you get married, but it's best to have this child now. Otherwise, if we delay any longer, I'm afraid our parents won't be able to take care of the child."
Wen Jiaojiao said, "We'll find a nanny to take care of them then, and you two can enjoy yourselves."
Xu Cuifen said unwillingly:
"Can a nanny really take good care of the child? Nowadays, there are quite a few unscrupulous nannies who abuse children who can't even speak yet when the adults aren't home. It's still more reassuring for the mother to take care of the child herself."
“Then we’ll take care of it ourselves. From now on, Jiao Mei will stay home every day to watch the nanny take care of the child, and I’ll take care of the child at night.”
Wen Zhaoye doesn't particularly like children, but the thought of having a child with Wen Jiaojiao in the future melts his heart to the point of overflowing joy.
"It's not safe for a grown man like you to take care of a child at night. If you roll over in your sleep, you might accidentally roll over and crush the child underneath you. It's better for Mom to take care of the child."
Wen Zhaoye still wanted to kiss the child himself:
“I don’t sleep well at night, and besides, I’d like to get a cradle for the baby.”
Wen Xiaojian interjected:
"He kicked off the blanket that night and didn't realize it. It would have been terrible if the child had gotten cold."
Wen Jiaojiao remained silent, quietly watching the group argue about who should have custody of the child. She felt a strange urge to laugh and said:
"I don't even have kids yet, can you guys stop thinking so far ahead? How come you're all so imaginative that you can even think about things like kicking off the covers? If we keep talking like this, shouldn't we be preparing all the things for our kids' weddings?"
Xu Cuifen: "You know what, when my grandson looks for a partner, he has to be from a similar social class. He'll look for someone in Gangcheng. People from this small village aren't good enough for him."
Wen Jiaojiao was impressed by her biased and unreasonable behavior and said:
"If that's the case, then my brother and I aren't even a good match. He's at least the son of the richest man, while I'm nothing—my reputation..."
Xu Cuifen was afraid that Wen Zhaoye's brain, having fully developed, would suddenly understand, so she interrupted him:
"Who said that? You're the village beauty, don't overthink it. You're a perfect match, absolutely a perfect couple. Don't worry about this anymore."
"By the way, Mom, have you mentioned Jiaojiao's trip to Hong Kong?"
"I haven't said that. I'm just waiting for Jiaojiao to air on TV, and then I'll shock them with my eyes."
Wen Zhaoye said, "Then let's not talk about it. When we go back, let's not say that Jiaojiao is Wen Jiaojiao. It's better to live there under a different identity."
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