When he looked at his watch for the third time, the metal case was already shiny from the sweat of his palms.
Old Mrs. Wen Yunshu walked over and tapped her grandson's calf. "It's making me dizzy! Back then, your father wore down the bricks in the entire corridor outside the delivery room by three inches."
15:58 In the intensive care delivery room, He Jiayuan's knuckles turned white as she clutched the bed sheet. The midwife gently reminded her to adjust her breathing frequency as if reciting a poem.
Ivanka pressed a cotton ball soaked in mint water against her forehead, her soothing Cantonese voice drifting through the warm air of the air conditioner: "Dear girl, look outside the window, the phoenix flowers are blooming. Later, the first thing the child will see is the tree full of red clouds..."
16:04 In the delivery room, when the first cry pierced through the door, Xiao Zhenbei was staring at the ants carrying bread crumbs on the windowsill.
When the nurse came out with the swaddling clothes, his outstretched arms were frozen in mid-air, like a welded bronze statue.
The twin sisters suddenly started to shout when their brother took a break to catch his breath. The two waves of sound made the chandelier in the corridor shake.
"The brother weighs 6.2 jin (15.3 catties), and the sister weighs 5.9 jin (15.3 kg)." The nurse tucked the corners of the swaddling clothes in place. "The mother said the father should choose the child's name."
4:17 PM In the family lounge, Xiao Zhen's windbreaker was still damp with the airport rain. He dumped his purple clay teapot on the table and snatched the baby from his grandson's arms: "This kid has two wrinkles between his eyebrows. They look just like his father did during his one-year-old birthday celebration!"
Li Xinmin came in carrying a wicker basket full of red eggs, followed by Lan Xiaolin holding flowers. Suddenly, a thorny rose appeared among the carnations.
"Academician, this is a silver bracelet for my child." Lan Xiaolin took out a velvet-wrapped jewelry box. "It's an old craftsmanship left by my grandmother. It's engraved with a peace lock pattern."
"You guys are really honest." Xiao Zhenbei's grandmother suddenly pulled out a jade longevity lock from the collar of her cheongsam. "Unlike some people who insisted on putting a model in the baby's room when Zhennan was born..."
18:30 In the top-floor ward, the setting sun cast the incubator in golden red. Guo Huiru came in carrying pork trotters and ginger that had been stewed for six hours. When the lid of the ceramic bowl was opened, the room was filled with a sweet and sour aroma.
He Jiayuan suddenly cried out "Ah!" and everyone turned to look. The sister's little hands were clutching the laces of her brother's swaddling clothes, and her two pairs of black grape-like eyes were reflecting the fiery clouds outside the window.
"These two children must have been destined to be together in their previous lives." Wen Yunshu wiped the corners of his eyes with a silk handkerchief. "When Zhenbei and Zhennan were born, they were held like this..."
8:00 PM On the hospital rooftop, Li Xinmin draped his suit jacket over Lan Xiaolin's shoulders, the lights of Victoria Harbour flowing like a river of stars beneath their feet.
"Amulets for the child's safety." He pulled out two sachets embroidered with gold thread from his inner pocket. "My mother went to Putuo Mountain and kowtowed every three steps to get them."
Lan Xiaolin suddenly laughed out loud: "You are quite traditional. Who mentioned going to Northern Europe to see the Northern Lights as a wedding gift?"
The night wind carried the whimpering of a baby downstairs, mixed with Xiao Zhenzhong's full-throated shouting: "You little bastard! Who told you to put the financial statements in the crib? The smell of ink is going to choke my granddaughter..."
Suddenly, a burst of red rain fell from the phoenix tree downstairs of the inpatient department, and two new lives took root firmly in the world.
In the delivery room record book, the nurse on duty drew a crooked heart next to the names of the twins - just like the one on the yellowed page that recorded the birth of Xiao Zhennan and Xiao Zhenbei on a spring night twenty-four years ago.
Young Master Zhenbei suddenly posted a nine-grid photo on the domestic and international versions of his Weibo, with the caption: At 16:04 on April 4, 2024, Xiao Zhenbei and He Jiayuan’s eldest son Xiao Shengze and eldest daughter Xiao Shengxun were born. I wish my two children grow up healthily, safely and happily!
Then on April 5, a total of 6.7 million Xiao family employees and management from the Huasheng Group, Huaguang Group, Micron, Americas, Pan Am, and China Airlines worldwide received three months of after-tax bonus red envelopes personally issued by Xiao Zhenbei.
Then some gossip media around the world were calculating the worth of Xiao Shengze and Xiao Shengxun.
However, their grandfathers, uncles, and uncles had already deposited the children's share of money into the newly established family accounts of the two little ones in accordance with the Xiao family's gift-giving tradition.
It turns out that reincarnation is a technical job, such as the golden "trillion babies" Xiao Shengze and Xiao Shengxun.
Because He Jiayuan gave birth naturally, three days later, a long line of Romeo bulletproof cars picked up the new mother and her two babies from the underground garage and went directly from the garage back to their large flat home in Xiaozhen North, Central.
Young Master Zhenbei began his long career as a stay-at-home dad. As for the bitterness in it, only the lively Xiao Zhenbei himself experienced it.
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