As the number of relatives from the Wang and Xie families increased, the small three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment was packed with people.

Especially the last few men who came, they started smoking as soon as they entered the house.

The air in the room was already bad because there were too many people, and it was a hot summer day, and the smell of sweat was overwhelming. When the cigarette was lit...

The mixed taste was so intoxicating.

"Mom, I'll take Guaiguai downstairs for a walk." Shen Zhihuan really couldn't stay any longer.

She doesn't want her darling to start breathing secondhand smoke as soon as he starts to grow teeth.

"I'll go with you." Zhou Xiuqiao pulled Su Qiping along.

Zhang Fengxia forced a smile and nodded.

Because the second boy said that the little guy couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes, Su Changjiang rarely smoked at home. Occasionally, when he really wanted to smoke, he would go to the gate of the yard to smoke.

Now this house...

When she used to burn wood stoves in the countryside, there wasn't such a lot of smoke! After leaving the house, Shen Zhihuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The smell in the house...

It really made her head hurt!

There are quite a few hibiscus trees in the machinery factory’s staff quarters. The soup-bowl-sized trunks grow straight, with lush branches and emerald green leaves, like huge green parasols.

Because it was Sunday, there were many people chatting in the yard. When they saw Shen Zhihuan and Zhou Xiuqiao coming down from upstairs, they automatically lowered their voices.

Shen Zhihuan and Zhou Xiuqiao pretended not to notice the quarrel between those people and found a relatively quiet corner to sit down.

"Didn't they say that the Wang family is from South City? Why do they have so many relatives?" Zhou Xiuqiao whispered, worried that someone would hear her.

"Wang Zian's father is from South City, but Wang Zian's mother is from Beijing!" Shen Zhihuan took out a wooden tiger from her messenger bag and handed it to the little guy.

"You mean, most of the relatives in the room are relatives of Wang Zian's mother?" Zhou Xiuqiao was a little surprised.

"To be precise, they are Wang Zian's uncle and aunt." Shen Zhihuan corrected.

If there were awards for having children, even if Xie Yufang's father and mother couldn't win the championship, they would at least be able to get third or second place.

after all……

Xie Yufang's father and mother had given birth to twelve children.

Five sons and seven daughters.

Xie Yufang is the eldest in her family.

If Xie Yufang's mother had not suffered a dystocia and injured herself when giving birth to Xie Yufang's younger brother, she might have been able to give her a few younger brothers and sisters.

"How many children did Wang Zian's grandmother give birth to in total?" Zhou Xiuqiao couldn't help but ask when she thought of the large number of relatives in the house.

Shen Zhihuan said nothing, but just gestured with his hand.

"Twelve?!" Zhou Xiuqiao took a breath of cold air.

Twelve! ?

Even sows can't give birth that fast! Aunt Sun from their village gave birth to nine babies in a row, which was incredible.

Wang Zian's grandmother actually gave birth to twelve children! This is really like a mouse biting the cat's tail...

It's awesome.

"Sister-in-law, please keep your voice down!" Shen Zhihuan gently nudged Zhou Xiuqiao with his elbow.

There were many people picking vegetables and chatting in the yard. If they heard a word, they would not know how to make it up! "Little!" The little one followed suit and pursed her lips to blurt out a word.

"Hey, little what?" Su Qiping, who was squatting aside playing with ants, threw away the ants in his hand and rushed to the little guy when he heard what the little guy said.

"Little!" The little guy thought Su Qiping was teasing him, so he clapped his little hands and started laughing.

Su Qiping held the little guy's hand.

"Be good!"

"elder brother!"

"Be good!"

"elder brother!"

…

A child about two years old stumbled over to the two brothers.

“Aa ...

Maybe because he couldn’t speak yet, the child was babbling something to the two brothers.

Look at the child's excited face, he must be very happy.

When the little guy saw his friends joining him, he smiled.

"Brother!" Probably because he thought the child was older than him, he opened his little mouth and called the child in a baby voice.

"Eeyore...oh-oh..." Not sure if the child understood or just saw his playmate happy, but the child responded to the little guy enthusiastically.

The two little guys were chatting back and forth, making the aunts and uncles who were picking vegetables nearby couldn't help laughing.

"How old is your child?" A middle-aged woman stopped picking vegetables and asked with a smile.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Seven months and twenty-two days." Shen Zhihuan curled his lips politely.

All the aunts and uncles opened their eyes wide in surprise.

"Your child can speak at only seven months old?" The middle-aged woman seemed a little unbelieving.

In her entire life, this was the first time she had seen a child speak at only seven months old.

"That can't be considered as knowing how to speak. He just spouts out words one by one." Shen Zhihuan smiled.

This is really not Shen Zhihuan being modest.

Popping out word by word can at best be considered the beginning of pronunciation.

What she understood as speaking was being able to speak clearly and concisely short sentences of more than three words.

The little guy obviously doesn't have this ability yet.

"Bang!" The little guy happily followed Shen Zhihuan and picked up words.

The clever and cute little appearance made the people watching on the side laugh.

Before, everyone speculated that the little guy might have just blurted out the words at random.

But now it seems that the little guy can not only utter words, but also understand what adults say.

The child suddenly grabbed the little guy's feet, as if wanting to pull the little guy down to play with him.

Shen Zhihuan was about to stop him.

The little guy thought the child was playing with him, so he kicked his feet and broke free from the child's grip.

The child lost his balance and stumbled.

With a "bang", he fell on his butt.

"Wow……"

I don’t know if the child was hurt from the fall or was scared, but he burst into tears with a “wow”.

Zhou Xiuqiao hurriedly stood up and wanted to pick up the child.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, a figure rushed over.

Before she could see clearly, she was pushed by the figure and staggered.

If Shen Zhihuan hadn't been quick to help her, Zhou Xiuqiao would have definitely fallen head over heels.

"Do you two have any shame? You are so grown up and yet you still bully a child." The short and fat middle-aged woman grabbed the crying child into her arms, and then started to scold Shen Zhihuan and Zhou Xiuqiao.

Shen Zhihuan wanted to explain: "Sister, we didn't..."

"Nothing? No, she has a coquettish look on her face and you can tell at a glance that she is not a decent person." The short and fat middle-aged woman interrupted Shen Zhihuan excitedly.

"In broad daylight, you are dressed so seductively, who are you trying to pick up?"

"Hooking up with your father, I'll become your stepmother!" Shen Zhihuan suddenly became furious.

She's the only one with a mouth, she's the only one who can curse, right? "You're a serious person, you're so serious, why don't you go up the mountain to become a nun or a Taoist nun? Why are you staying here?!"

"You are still a demon. If you want to be a demon, you must have the strength!" (End of this chapter)