fleeting years live up to your love

Her tone sounded helpless to Fu Shengnian.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you."

"I didn't want to."

Although I am a little afraid of pain, but I already have a child, can I not have it?

The atmosphere became a little dull.

Jian Yao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I'm fine now."

"Go home if you have nothing to do."

Fu Shengnian helped her up, wrapped his arms around her waist, and led her out of the emergency room and into the car.

On the way back, she was still a little erratic, and couldn't believe that she was going to be a mother again.

"Would you rather be a boy or a girl?"

She turned to ask Fu Shengnian.

"It's all right."

He likes both boys and girls.

"Didn't you say you wanted a son?"

Fu Shengnian smiled deeply, "Whether it's a son or a daughter, I'm fine, and two more daughters are fine."

He didn't ask for anything else, Jian Yao was able to give birth to the second child in peace, he was thankful.

Jian Yao was startled when she heard that, "Two?"

"The doctor said it was twins."

"..."

Jian Yao almost fainted again.

twin?

It's shocking enough to find out you're pregnant all of a sudden, and it's still twins.

She fell on Fu Shengnian's lap and muttered in a low voice, "Fu Shengnian, you are really good."

"what?"

Fu Shengnian rubbed her head, but couldn't hear her words clearly.

"Praise you."

"..."

After returning home, Jian Yao first went to the baby room to see the baby, then took a bath and changed into home clothes.

She didn't have a good rest in the hospital last night, and when she woke up after a night's sleep, she found that the bodyguards inside and outside the house had withdrawn, leaving only Zuo Yi and Qiao Shengnan.

Fu Shengnian doesn't usually like to bring bodyguards, and he is followed by Tian Ye when he enters and exits the company.

Once the bodyguards left, the house seemed much quieter.

She began to live a carefree life raising a baby again.

Fu Shengnian leaves early and returns early, and has turned down a lot of entertainment, so he will basically come back on time to accompany her.

On this day, she and Fu Shengnian were nestling on the sofa watching a movie, the man was slowly peeling the grapes, and when the crystal clear grapes were peeled, he brought them to Jian Yao's mouth.

Jian Yao rested on his lap, and opened her mouth obediently when she saw the grapes being fed.

When she ate a stale one, she wrinkled her face and spat out the little grape in her mouth into the trash can.

"It's unpalatable."

The taste buds were stimulated by a sour, astringent, stale, and somewhat rotten grape, and Jian Yao lost her appetite in an instant.

"I won't eat it."

Fu Shengnian put down the fruit plate, took out a paper towel and wiped his hands.

"If you don't like it, don't eat it."

"I don't want to eat grapes in the future."

"Okay, don't eat."

What Jian Yao said was what, Fu Shengnian never said a word 'no'.

Two weeks passed in a blink of an eye.

Tong Zhihua was discharged from the hospital, and on the day he returned to Shen's house, Shen's father brought the chessboard to find him.

The weather is much warmer.

The two sat down at the round stone table in the yard and played several dishes in a row.

Shen's father likes to play chess very much, and he can't find any opponents in the teahouses he frequents. Now he prefers to find Tong Zhihua.

After a few sets, he lost a game.

"Why do I feel that you let me on purpose?"

He said while packing up the chess pieces.

Tong Zhihua smiled, "I didn't let it go, it's because Dad is very good at chess."

Hearing this, the old man smiled, "You have a sweet mouth, you can really talk."

Shen's mother came out of the house at this time, and complained softly: "You two are too addicted to chess, that's enough, stop playing, I have something to say to Zhihua."

Before Tong Zhihua could react, Shen's mother had already grabbed her hand and pulled her into the house.

Although she was discharged from the hospital and the stitches were removed, she has not fully recovered. Shen's mother didn't know about her hospitalization, so she pushed her on the sofa when she entered the room.

She leaned against a pillow on her back, and it hurt a little.

"Mom, is something wrong?"

She pursed her lips and held back.

Shen's mother called Ye Zi and asked Ye Zi to go to the car to get things.

After a while, Ye Zi came in carrying several large boxes of tonics.

Shen's mother took all the things in her hands and put them on the coffee table, "I bought these for you, Da Bu."

Tong Zhihua smiled innocently, "Thank you, Mom."

"It's all thanks to the whole family. Having said that, you and Yi'er really need to hurry up."

"Hurry up to what?"

"Your cousin is pregnant again, or twins, you still don't know about it?"

"know."

She had heard about such a happy event a long time ago.

"So you and Yi'er have to work harder. I heard Yi'er said that you were practicing boxing before, and it's not good for a woman to play such a brutal sport. You follow me to a place in the afternoon, and Mom will show you something. "

Tong Zhihua didn't dare to refuse, and quickly nodded in agreement.

When she came back from the hospital, Shen Yi went back to the company to get busy with work.

After lunch, Ye Zi drove her and Mother Shen out.

Along the way, she felt a little uneasy, not knowing what Shen's mother would teach her.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief when the car stopped at a flower arrangement art gallery.

Arranging flowers shouldn't be too difficult.

She thought this way, but after more than an hour, she couldn't hold it anymore.

The decoration style of the flower arrangement hall is antique, and there is very ancient music in the room. The teacher who teaches the flower arrangement technique is wearing a gorgeous kimono, which looks nondescript. After entering, there is almost no chair. It is all futon mats and cannot sit. have to kneel.

Painful knees, sore legs, numb feet.

Tong Zhihua knelt for a long time, her calves were shaking.

"Your posture is wrong."

Shen's mother glanced at her several times, but couldn't stand it anymore, and patted her back with her hand, "Stand straight."

She gasped in pain and thrust her back straight.

Ye Zi stood outside the door, anxiously stepping into the classroom with one foot.

Tong Zhihua glanced at her and motioned her not to be impulsive.

She came with Shen Yi's mother, so what if Ye Zi rushed in?

Can you still put your boss's own mother on the ground?

Shen's mother just took her to experience a flower arrangement class today, but in the middle of the class, the phone rang.

"Playing mahjong? Three missing one? Where? I'll be right there."

After Shen's mother answered the phone, she hurriedly got up.

She patted Tong Zhihua on the shoulder, "Honey, you continue to learn from the teacher. If you think it's okay, mom can book a few lessons for you some other day."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the teacher again, "Teacher Ma, please."

"Ma'am, go slowly."

Mother Shen picked up her bag and left.

After kneeling for more than an hour, her old bones were fine, but Tong Zhihua's two legs were almost unconscious.

When she went out, Tong Zhihua's tense shoulders relaxed, her limp body lay down on the tea table in front of her, and she cast a pitiful look at Ye Zi for help.

"Sister Yezi, take me away quickly, I can't take it anymore."

If this flower arrangement class continues, her legs will probably collapse.

It's obviously an experience class, and it's not over for an hour, but the normal class time is only four to 10 minutes, and the cost is extremely high, which is very deceiving.

She has no talent for flower arranging, let alone such hobbies, she would rather go home and pound sandbags.

Teacher Ma, who was in charge of teaching, saw Ye Zi striding in. Just as he was about to drive people out, he saw Ye Zi lift Tong Zhi Hua lying on the table and carried it to his shoulders, his eyes widened.

Is this a woman?

When passing by her, Ye Zi looked at her coldly, stretched out his feet and kicked over the table in front of her, kicked away a few futon cushions, and said sarcastically: "Flower arrangement is a domestic culture, as a Chinese, Hanfu and Tang suit are not enough for you." Wear it? What are you doing differently?"

Tong Zhihua's legs were sore and sore, she grabbed Ye Zi's clothes and hummed softly, "Ye Zi, now is really not the time to be handsome, my calves are about to cramp."