Mingzhu is not only the apple of Gao Weishan and his wife's eye, but also the apple of the whole family's eye.
Gao Weishan and his wife had a daughter late in life, and they doted on her so much.
Lu Yuan and Wen Moxue were equally indulgent, practically spoiling their younger sister like a daughter. The couple would often rummage through their spatial storage to see if there was anything suitable for the little girl.
Today a longevity lock, tomorrow a peace bracelet, and the day after tomorrow a cute little outfit.
The couple always manages to find a gift for their little girl every day.
The triplets also adored their little aunt. When Gao Weishan was teasing Xiaomingzhu, the three little ones would always surround her, calling her "little sister."
"Muma, little sister!"
Erbao leaned in and gave the soft cheek a kiss, then shouted.
"Muma, muma, little sister, little sister..."
Da Bao also leaned in and gave the pink and tender face a couple of kisses, calling out to it repeatedly.
Xiao Biyun corrected from the side, "Da Bao and Er Bao, you should call her Little Aunt."
Da Bao and Er Bao didn't listen and kept calling her "sister, sister."
It wasn't until Sanbao corrected him, saying, "Call her aunt."
Da Bao and Er Bao nodded obediently and said in unison, "Auntie."
Sanbao gave his two older brothers a satisfied look, then turned to look gently at Mingzhu, touched her forehead twice, and reached out to hug her.
"Grandpa, let me hold you!"
Gao Weishan naturally dared not let Sanbao hold the little girl; he himself was just a tiny baby with small arms and legs, how could he possibly carry a child?
He coaxed gently, "Sanbao, let's just kiss. You can't carry her yet. How about you carry your aunt when you're older?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than his hand went empty, and his soft, cuddly little girl had left his embrace.
Gao Weishan's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively reached out to catch the child, but the next second he was dumbfounded.
Sanbao stood there steadily holding the little girl, seemingly without any effort, and even smiled affectionately, calling out, "Little Auntie!"
"Wow, Sanbao is so amazing! He can actually carry his little aunt!" Xiao Biyun exclaimed.
Gao Weishan was completely baffled. Pointing at Sanbao, he looked at Lu Yuan and asked, "How did he manage to carry him?"
Lu Yuan chuckled and shrugged. "I'm afraid he's just naturally strong!"
Gao Weishan clapped his hands excitedly, "That must be it, otherwise how could someone so small carry Mingzhu?"
Sanbao thought to himself, "This is exciting. If he knew that I could lift Dabao or Erbao with one hand, I don't know how excited I would be."
Forget it, I won't scare them. I'll just show them how strong I am.
Lu Yuan and Wen Moxue were not surprised at all, as the couple knew that Sanbao always sat by the spiritual spring pool to meditate and practice his skills whenever he entered the space.
It's been several months now, so he must have developed some skill by now. Holding a one-month-old baby should be a piece of cake for him.
However, the couple didn't want Sanbao to be too exposed. Lu Yuan went over and took the child, implying, "Sanbao, you're still too small. Are you getting too old to carry? Let Daddy take your little aunt."
Sanbao glanced at him, pursed her lips and remained silent, but eventually let go.
That evening, after entering their space, the couple gave their three children some instructions.
"You're still young, so don't reveal yourself too easily. Otherwise, being too extraordinary might cause unnecessary trouble."
Sanbao nodded his little head, "I understand, Mom and Dad! I just wanted to show off that I'm stronger than others, so it'll be natural for me to be a little better than others in the future."
Ever since the couple learned of his extraordinary abilities, Sanbao has stopped hiding his words and actions in front of them.
However, the mature tone and attitude of the child, who was just over a year old, seemed too out of place and made the couple feel a little uncomfortable.
Lu Yuan patted his head affectionately, "Okay, as long as you know what I mean."
Before long, Wen Moxue's belly had grown even bigger, which alarmed Lu Yuan. If Wen Moxue hadn't shown any signs of discomfort, he probably wouldn't have been able to sleep at all.
Seven months have passed, and Lu Yuan no longer dares to act recklessly. Every night, apart from massaging his wife's legs to relieve the swelling, he dares not do anything else.
Good news came from Hangzhou: Mo Zihong's wife, Zhou Yan, gave birth to a daughter.
Upon hearing that she had given birth to a daughter, Wen Moxue was incredibly envious and also hoped that one of her quadruplets would be a daughter.
"Your uncle and aunt were almost overjoyed. They said it was all thanks to you and they would give you a big red envelope later."
Mo Yitao called Wen Moxue to happily share the good news.
"They also said that you're having quadruplets and you'll be too busy to handle it all, so they're planning to have your cousin Ziyang help you."
"Huh? Let Cousin Ziyang come over?" Wen Moxue asked in surprise.
"Yes, that's what your aunt said, but I know it was your cousin Ziyang who wanted to go to your area."
Mo Yitao smiled mysteriously on the other end of the phone.
"Tell Xiaoxue that Ziyang will probably call you in the next couple of days to tell you about his trip to your area. He's probably not alone."
Wen Muxue guessed, "Mom, are you coming along too?"
"It wasn't me. Didn't I tell you before that I would go over after your sister-in-law gave birth and finished her postpartum confinement?"
"Then who is he with?"
Mo Yitao kept everyone in suspense, saying, "You'll find out when the time comes."
Wen Moxue didn't press further. She knew that her cousin Ziyang would definitely call them before he arrived, and she could just ask him then.
Sure enough, Mo Ziyang called less than a day later.
"Xiaoxue, I'm planning to bring someone to stay with you for a while in a few days. Are there any houses for rent in the village?"
"Don't worry, there are plenty of houses, you'll definitely have a place to stay when you come."
Hongxia and her husband now live in the supply and marketing cooperative; the house they built before is still vacant. Besides, even if they don't rent it out, the sanatorium has many empty rooms, so accommodating two people there is no problem at all.
What she's curious about now is who her little cousin will bring with him.
"Brother Ziyang, who are you bringing along?"
Mo Ziyang hesitated, "It's that one, the one you know too."
"I know them? Who are they?"
Mo Ziyang on the other end of the phone was so angry he was practically scratching the back of his head until it was bald.
"Ahem, that's... ahem, it's Yuting!"
"Yu Ting? Yan Yu Ting!"
Wen Muxue was quite surprised, "Why didn't Yuting write to tell me she was coming over?"
Since Wen Moxue healed the scars on Yan Yuting's face last year, the two have become friends and have been corresponding with each other since returning.
They exchanged letters last month, but the other party did not mention coming to the Changhe Brigade.
Mo Ziyang said, "It was decided just a few days ago. I was going to write to you, but I thought it would be more convenient to call you directly."
Wen Moxue chuckled, "Cousin Ziyang, you two seem to have a good relationship. Are you dating?"
"Hehe, hehehehe..."
There was no denial; all that came through the receiver was a silly chuckle.
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