Xiao Changyi didn’t respond to An Jing’s words, but fell silent for a while before he asked, "Can’t we just have one?"
Seeing An Jing at a loss for words, Xiao Changyi resigned himself to the situation, embracing her gently so as not to bump into her belly. He sighed and said, "If it’s two, then it’s two. Raising one is the same as raising two."
An Jing was both amused and exasperated, "Husband, other families would probably be over the moon to have twins, and yet here you are, worrying about it."
Xiao Changyi muttered gloomily, "I was hoping we could have another decade or so of just the two of us."
An Jing was instantly amused, "Didn’t you accept that I was pregnant? Why are you suddenly bringing up ’just the two of us’ again?" Ever since the day she had learned of her pregnancy, her husband hadn’t mentioned anything about a world with just the two of them again.
Xiao Changyi’s tone grew even more sullen, "But aren’t you carrying two now...?"
An Jing laughed even more, "What, are you afraid that when the time comes, the two little ones will cling to me and leave you out in the cold?"
Xiao Changyi actually nodded, "Mm."
An Jing, unable to contain her laughter, tiptoed up to give him a kiss, and then said with a smile, "Don’t worry, no matter how many children we have, you’ll always be the most important one in my heart. I will always put you first, and I definitely won’t neglect you."
Xiao Changyi finally felt relieved inside.
The day An Jing and Xiao Changyi returned to Sixteen Town was the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.
After resting in Sixteen Town and having lunch, An Jing and Xiao Changyi headed home.
They didn’t ask Meng Zhuqing to follow them anymore. As for Doctor Jiang, he was left behind in Sixteen Town with Meng Zhuqing; after resting in Sixteen Town for a night, Doctor Jiang would start his journey back to the Capital.
When the carriage arrived at the entrance of Jiuping Village, An Jing asked Xiao Changyi to stop the carriage, saying she wanted to get out.
Xiao Changyi looked at her, puzzled.
An Jing proudly patted her belly, which obviously indicated a pregnancy, and said, "Weren’t they all saying I couldn’t conceive? Now that I’m pregnant, I must let them see for themselves!"
Xiao Changyi didn’t say a word, his cold eyes filled with indulgence and doting.
Then, with one hand holding the horse and the other holding An Jing, Xiao Changyi entered Jiuping Village.
It was winter, but the sun was nice today, perfect for basking. At the doorway of every household in Jiuping Village, people sat in the sun chatting. After not seeing Xiao Changyi and An Jing for over three months, everyone was first shocked upon seeing them again and then stupefied.
Because they noticed that An Jing’s belly was bulging, seemingly pregnant?!
Only after An Jing and Xiao Changyi walked past did they start whispering to each other, guessing whether Xiao Changyi and An Jing had gone somewhere in the past three-plus months to seek a remedy for pregnancy, otherwise, how could she be pregnant.
An Jing didn’t care what they were guessing, as she and Xiao Changyi, hand in hand, arrived at the door of their thatched cottage.
In the courtyard, Shi Xiaolan was sunning herself while peeling corn with Niuniu on her back, and Yu Yu squatted by her side watching.
Hearing the sound of the carriage, Shi Xiaolan looked up and saw An Jing and Xiao Changyi arriving at the entrance of the courtyard. She stood up immediately with surprise and joy, "An Jing, Brother Xiao, you’re back!"
"Auntie! Uncle!" Yu Yu, now three years old and recognizing An Jing and Xiao Changyi, began trotting toward them gleefully with a bright smile as soon as she saw them.
Since An Jing was pregnant and her belly had grown, Xiao Changyi was not going to let Yu Yu bump into An Jing so carelessly. He took a step forward, positioning himself in front of her.