Uncle Sheng paused for a moment, then continued, "Let me tell you, no matter what happens to Nanqiao's family, Chuanzi and Nanqiao will be living together. As long as they are doing well, that's enough. What's more, I think the Nan family treats Chuanzi well. Don't make trouble and make the children resent you."
Uncle Sheng sighed slightly after saying this, turned over and ignored his wife. She was worried, and so was he. Which parent wouldn't want their children to succeed?
But the gap between the two families is real, what can he do if he doesn't accept it...
Instead of thinking about these unsolvable things, it is better to go to bed early.
"Have you sent your parents off? How are they?" Nanqiao, who was sitting on the bed reading a book, saw Sheng Yanchuan come in, closed the book and asked
"Very good, I'll go wash up first, I smell of sweat." Sheng Yanchuan walked into the room, kissed Nanqiao on the forehead, and then took the change of clothes to take a shower.
The days in Shanghai are always short, and in the blink of an eye it is time to return.
After a bumpy ride back to town, Sheng Yanchuan helped Aunt Xiumei deliver the things back to the village. Taohua went back to her room to do her homework, while Nanqiao went back to her room, locked the door, and went to the space to take a nice bath to wash away her fatigue.
In the following days, Nanqiao occasionally went to her master to learn Chinese medicine, went to the hospital for regular prenatal checkups, translated manuscripts for Zheng's department, and also served as a translator. However, because Nanqiao was pregnant, Sheng Yanchuan accompanied her throughout the whole process.
Besides this, Nanqiao never delayed the submission of manuscripts to the newspaper office, and she also sent a copy of each newspaper that published her articles back home.
Time passed quickly, and Sheng Yanchuan really took good care of Nanqiao, doing everything himself, and even learned a lot about postpartum care.
"Ah!!!" A sharp scream came from the delivery room of the hospital. Sheng Yanchuan, who was guarding the door, said nothing. He just clenched his fists and stood there with a dark face. He ignored anyone who spoke to him. Even Nanqiao's surgery notice was signed by Nan's mother.
The only thing that changed was Sheng Yanchuan's expression...
When Nanqiao shouted in the delivery room, Sheng Yanchuan's face became gloomier. If he hadn't tried his best to endure it, he would have rushed in in the next second!
"Yanchuan, please sit down. Qiaoqiao will be fine. Don't hurt yourself. You will have to take care of Qiaoqiao and the child in the future. Besides, Qiaoqiao will be unhappy when she sees your hand." Nan's mother looked at Sheng Yanchuan's clenched fist with blood oozing out, fearing that he would hurt herself again.
Nan's mother's words somewhat brought back some of Sheng Yanchuan's rationality. He said in a hoarse voice, "I know, Mom." Then he asked the nurse at the service desk for a roll of gauze and casually wrapped it around his neck.
Qiaoqiao doesn't like him getting hurt, so he has to wrap himself up so that Qiaoqiao can't see it when he comes out.
The Nan family knew that Nanqiao's due date was in the next few days, so the whole family rushed over a few days ago. As soon as Nanqiao showed any signs of movement, they sent her to the hospital. Now, she has entered the delivery room in less than half an hour.
"What's going on? What happened to Nanqiao?" Aunt Xiumei and Uncle Sheng rushed in after hearing the news. Huiping's belly had been getting bigger and bigger during this period, and she needed someone to be with her. After hearing the news, she rushed over as soon as she could. Seeing Sheng Yanchuan's appearance, she panicked and thought something bad had happened.
Seeing that Aunt Xiumei's face was getting worse and worse, Nan's mother guessed that Aunt Xiumei had misunderstood Sheng Yanchuan's condition, so she quickly said, "Qiaoqiao is fine, everything is going well, don't worry."
"Then..." Aunt Xiumei felt relieved after hearing what Nan's mother said, but she was a little puzzled when she saw Sheng Yanchuan's condition. But in just a moment, Aunt Xiumei understood.
Then he felt relieved and waited quietly by the side.
After sitting for a while, he felt a little restless. Thinking that he would be hungry after coming out of Nanqiao, he went out to find the hospital cafeteria, borrowed a stove, and cooked some light meals.
At the door of the delivery room, just when Sheng Yanchuan and others were getting nervous, the door finally opened.
"Who is the child's father?"
"I...I am, how is my wife? When can she come out?" Sheng Yanchuan said in a trembling voice.
"You are the father of the child, congratulations, twins, a boy and a girl, a sister and a brother, stay healthy," the nurse said as she reached out and put the child in Sheng Yanchuan's arms.
But Sheng Yanchuan didn't even look at her, and pushed the nurse's arm aside, with no intention of holding the child at all.
"Wait a minute, kid, how is my wife?"
Shanghai burst into laughter when he heard this. It was rare to see someone who came out to ask his wife whether to look after the child or not.
"Your wife is fine. The nurse inside will tidy her up and come out soon."
After hearing this, Sheng Yanchuan stood obediently at the door of the delivery room, waiting eagerly for Nanqiao to come out. The nurse saw that the father of the child had no intention of looking after the child at all, so she looked at the other people with unusual temperaments.
"Are you my mother's family?"
"Yes, yes, I am the child's grandmother." Nan's mother stood in the front and responded excitedly. Although she was also anxious to see her daughter, the nurse also said that it was okay, so the focus naturally fell on the child.
"Okay, I'll let you hold her. The elder sister was born eight centimeters earlier than the younger brother and is in good health. You can breastfeed her when the mother returns. You can't feed her anything else, such as water..." The nurse kept instructing her until the child was firmly held in the arms of Nan's mother and Sheng's mother, and then she left.
"Qiaoqiao" At this time, the door of the maternity room was reopened. Nanqiao had fallen asleep due to exhaustion. Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her face in a mess.
Sheng Yanchuan brushed away the hair on Nanqiao's face with trembling hands, and followed the bed back to the room.
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