Today, they learned that Shi Xiaolan was pregnant again. Although they didn’t know whether it was a boy or a girl, it was a pregnancy nevertheless, unlike Mrs. Gong who couldn’t even conceive.
Originally, they had wanted a son to carry on the family line, but in the end, there was not a single male child to speak of in their home, let alone a female one.
Moreover, Mrs. Gong simply couldn’t compare to Shi Xiaolan...
An Fu, An Hegui, and Yun Dame were filled with such regret that it was as if their intestines had turned green. How could they have been so foolish?!
After a long silence, Yun Dame finally spoke, "Xiao Lan is pregnant now, and has another child on the way, hers and Wu Xiaoshan’s. Tomorrow, I’ll go and shamelessly ask her for Niuniu and Yu Yu. She might give us Yu Yu and Niuniu this time."
An Fu gave a bitter laugh, "Mother, please don’t go. I’m begging you not to. Xiao Lan is not the same person she used to be, she won’t give her children to our family. She can support them herself, and your visit would be in vain."
Upon hearing An Fu’s words, Yun Dame finally broke down in tears, "But our family can’t just be without a child, what’s the point of us living then?"
An Fu, trying not to be heard by Mrs. Gong who was picking beans outside, whispered comfortingly, "Mother, let’s just let it be for now. When our family’s situation improves and we have some extra money, I’ll remarry and give you a chubby grandson."
Upon hearing this, Yun Dame immediately felt comforted and her tears turned into laughter.
But An Hegui was not comforted, he was very pessimistic about his family’s future.
This family was so impoverished again. It was only with An Jing’s noble assistance that they had improved before, and where would they find such a generous benefactor again?
As soon as Shi Xiaolan left An Jing’s home, An Jing began to peel the red-dyed eggs, giving one to Xiao Changyi and keeping one for herself.
While laughing, An Jing said, "My dear, eat up and share in the joy—who knows, maybe tomorrow I will be diagnosed as pregnant again."
Xiao Changyi was about to bite into the egg when he heard An Jing’s words and immediately lost his appetite.
Seeing Xiao Changyi looking at her reproachfully, An Jing couldn’t help but laugh heartily, "Having children is not so easy to come by, my dear, you really don’t have to worry so much."
Xiao Changyi glanced at An Jing’s flat belly and painstakingly recalled that she did not seem to have any symptoms of morning sickness lately, so it was unlikely she would be diagnosed as pregnant the next day, which greatly reassured him, and he continued to eat his egg.
An Jing observed all his reactions and found them all the more amusing, laughing even louder and more heartily.
Time flies like an arrow; it passes in an instant.
"My dear, tomorrow Jing’er, Star, Qinger, and Yun Er will be turning one year old. Do you think time passes quickly?" An Jing asked Xiao Changyi while watching the four children.
An Jing immediately laughed at his unexpected reply, "Do you feel it’s been especially slow?"
Xiao Changyi actually nodded, "Yes."
"Is it because you can’t wait for them to grow up in the blink of an eye, so you and I don’t have to care for them anymore, and we can enjoy our world of two?"
"You’re nodding again? How much do you wish for our world of two?!"
Xiao Changyi looked at her and asked leisurely, "How much I wish... Don’t you already know that?"
An Jing instantly burst into laughter, "I do know, but it’s a pity that time won’t pass as quickly as you hope. Jing’er and the others are only a year old, haha, just bear with it a little longer. They will grow up eventually, right?"