"Okay, do you think we could have another daughter?"
Sheng Yi has asked this question many times. From when Youyou was four months old, when they resumed having sex, until Youyou turned one year old, she has asked it no less than 10 times.
Upon hearing this familiar question, a hint of helplessness, mixed with a touch of impatience, flashed across Zhu Qinghao's face.
"I advise you to stop thinking about it. And say such things less often in the future. Slowly, Youyou will become more and more sensible. What if he feels that you dislike him?"
Sheng Yi looked utterly innocent and whispered his defense:
“I don’t dislike him. I love the child you gave birth to, how could I dislike him?”
I just want to raise a carbon copy of you, to make up for all the neglect I showed you when you were little, and then raise our daughter. That way, she'll be incredibly happy in the future.
This was the first time she had heard him explain this reason, and Zhu Qinghao was momentarily stunned, and a sense of longing arose within her, but she quickly came to her senses in the end.
"What are you thinking? Your family has always only been able to have one child. If you could have more, you wouldn't be the only son in five generations, right?"
Furthermore, we've rarely taken those measures over the years, but we haven't, so... it's unlikely to be achieved.
After saying that, she patted Sheng Yi's shoulder with a serious expression, offering a perfunctory word of comfort, before hiding her bright smile and going inside.
Although so much time has passed and she has long forgotten the pain of childbirth, she is not against having another child. However, subjectively speaking, she does not have a strong desire for a second child.
She originally thought that all she would have to deal with was Sheng Yi's lingering resentment, but she forgot that she also had a large family who cared about them.
On New Year's Eve, the Zhu family, Grandpa Sheng, and Si Tian all gathered at Zhu Qinghao's house. During their casual conversation, everyone inexplicably started urging each other to have a second child.
"Okay, now that Youyou is older, shouldn't you consider having another one?"
“Yes, while Youyou is still a little kid, we can have two babies and raise them together. It would save so much trouble, just like your cousin-in-law did, raising two babies at once…”
Zhu Qinghao was holding the mutton soup that Sheng Yi had made for her. She had just blown on it twice and hadn't even had a chance to drink it when she was interrupted by Zhu Qingyun and the others urging her to have a baby.
"Youyou is still young, and we are still young, so there's no rush. Elders, please don't worry either. Anyway, we don't have any plans not to have children right now."
"Okay, okay, hurry up and drink your soup, it'll get cold soon."
Zhu Qing glanced at Sheng Yi, who had always protected and indulged her, and nodded with a smile. Just as she was about to drink, an inexplicable feeling of nausea overwhelmed her.
"vomit--"
The soup bowl fell to the ground, startling everyone in the room.
"well!"
"Are you alright, baby?"
The room was in a panic, except for Old Master Sheng, whose eyes gleamed with intelligence.
He suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Qinghao and, without saying a word, took her hand and felt her pulse.
The Zhu family members, who were initially confused, now seemed to understand something, and their eyes revealed anticipation and joy.
After a long while, Old Master Sheng burst into laughter:
"Good! Hahahaha, good!"
My grandson and granddaughter-in-law are really something, hahaha! From this generation onwards, the Sheng family will finally no longer have to have only one son per generation, hahaha…”
Hearing this, Zhu Huaichuan couldn't help but ask:
"Bo Jian, you mean?"
Sheng Bojian nodded proudly at the nervous Zhu Huaichuan, and even held up two fingers.
"That's right, hahaha, your granddaughter, my granddaughter-in-law, is pregnant again, and this time, there are two!"
"What? Two!"
"Oh my goodness, this is truly a wonderful thing..."
Sheng Yi and Zhu Qinghao had blocked out all external sounds and could only notice each other's presence.
"Ah Yi, maybe your daughter is coming."
Sheng Yi's eyes reddened with emotion, and he gently kissed her forehead:
"Okay, thank you, honey. I'm sorry to trouble you again."
Zhu Qinghao gently shook her head, and when she nestled on his shoulder, her eyes were filled with boundless happiness.
She was also looking forward to it.
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