Out of curiosity, Jia Dongsheng and Sha Zhu walked a few steps towards the front yard to see what was happening.
As soon as I reached the hanging flower gate, I saw Yi Zhonghai and an old lady, each holding a baby, walking into the central courtyard.
Because they were closer, Sha Zhu walked up and asked, "Uncle, Aunt, whose child is this?"
"Haha, Silly Zhu, this is my child."
Seeing Sha Zhu, Yi Zhonghai first laughed heartily, then replied, "There are many orphans who need placement at the subdistrict office. As the eldest uncle in the orphanage, of course I have to support the work of the subdistrict office."
"The parents of these two children have passed away, leaving them alone. I felt sorry for them, so I discussed it with your aunt and decided to adopt them."
"Adopted child?"
When these words were spoken, Yan Fugui and others who followed Yi Zhonghai and the aunt, as well as Sha Zhu and Jia Dongsheng, were all stunned. They had never expected that Yi Zhonghai would actually adopt one, no, two children.
At this moment, Jia Dongsheng understood that from this moment on, the plot of the play Siheyuan would definitely not develop according to his memory.
But this is also good. If you really know everything, what is the point of living?
Thinking of this, Jia Dongsheng also began to look at Yi Zhonghai and the two children held by the aunt.
Looking at it this way, the two children were really cute and fair-skinned, but they looked a little thin, probably a little malnourished. At this moment, there was a little uneasiness in the four eyes as they looked around.
But this is normal. After all, it is really difficult to have enough food in this era, let alone raising two children.
After observing for a while, Jia Dongsheng smiled and asked, "An old man and an old woman, are they a man and a woman?"
"That's right."
Yi Zhonghai nodded and responded, "The older one is the sister, and the younger one is the brother. Your aunt and I have already given them new names. From now on, they will be Yi Xiaoyue and Yi Xiaoming."
"Xiaoyue, Xiaoming?"
Hearing this name, Jia Dongsheng looked at the little boy held by Yi Zhonghai, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Ming is here again."
Of course, that was a joke from later generations and did not exist in this era.
At this time, the old lady was smiling from ear to ear and kept talking to the little girl in her arms. She had no time to pay attention to outsiders. This was completely different from her usual self.
"My dear fellows, from now on, Xiaoyue and Xiaoming are part of the family. Please take good care of them."
Yi Zhonghai held Xiao Ming in his arms and spoke to everyone.
"That's for sure. I will definitely be a good uncle to Xiao Ming from now on."
I don't know if Sha Zhu is really stupid or he is just being stupid, but he actually said something like this, making the lively yard quiet for a while.
"Silly Zhu, what's the matter? Are you trying to raise your generation?"
Yan Fugui noticed the embarrassment of Yi Zhonghai and the aunt. After all, they were both in their fifties, and the two little kids looked only three or four years old. It was enough for them to be their grandsons, and then Sha Zhu should be an uncle.
But any discerning person can see that Yi Zhonghai and his wife adopted these two children as sons and daughters. So how did Sha Zhu become the uncle?
Those who know understand that Sha Zhu is being foolish, while those who don’t think that Sha Zhu is mocking the Yi Zhonghai couple.
"No, that's not what I meant."
Sha Zhu also understood and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he had said the wrong thing.
"Uncle, Aunt, don't worry. Xiaoyue and Xiaoming will be my real brothers and sisters from now on. I will definitely take care of them."
"Silly Zhu, with your words, all the hard work I've put in over the years has not been in vain."
Yi Zhonghai also understood what Sha Zhu meant, patted him on the shoulder, and looked touched.
At this time, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu, who heard the noise in the middle courtyard, also came out. When they saw Yi Zhonghai and the aunt holding a child, Jia Zhang immediately showed a look of understanding.
"Uncle, aunt." Qin Huairu came forward and greeted them with her big belly.
"Huai Ru, you're pregnant now, so don't go out so often. There are so many people in the courtyard, you might bump into someone."
The aunt had a good impression of Qin Huairu, so she quickly pulled Qin Huairu to a deserted place and whispered something to her.
"It's okay, Auntie."
This is not Qin Huairu's first pregnancy, so she will still be careful when she is pregnant.
"Is this the child you adopted, Auntie?"
"Well, my name is Yi Xiaoyue. Huairu, you have to help me from now on."
As a first-time mother, I was still a little nervous.
"Don't worry, Auntie. Look how well-behaved our Xiaoyue is."
At this time, Yi Xiaoyue looked at Qin Huairu with her big eyes without blinking. Suddenly, she smiled at Qin Huairu, which was very cute.
It can be seen that this child is a very well-behaved child.
"So good."
Qin Huairu liked her very much and felt that she was more precious than her own child. She couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch Yi Xiaoyue's face.
"Hehe." Yi Xiaoyue had a good impression of Qin Huairu and giggled.
"Xiaoyue, this is your sister Huairu, hurry up and call someone."
Yi Xiaoyue is three years old this year and already sensible. She said in a baby voice, "Sister Huairu."
"Hey, Xiaoyue is so good."
Qin Huairu also showed a maternal smile and spoke to Yi Xiaoyue in a friendly manner.
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