Chapter 679: Chapter 679: As long as the younger sister_1
Ye Xingguang did not like being referred to as a cousin: “Sister-in-law, you can call me a younger sister, I don’t like being referred as a cousin.”
Yi Yujian didn’t know how to respond. She heard from Ye Shiting that her aunt and uncle had concealed her cousin’s birth and abandoned her at a young age. She was surprised to learn about it since she wasn’t aware of it all along. When she inquired her mother and grandmother, they were also unaware. This suggested how well the Xia’s Family had kept this secret.
“Alright, let’s not talk about this unpleasant topic.”
At this moment, another car arrived outside. Ye Xingguang curiously peeked outside and saw a cute kid climbing out of the car, carrying a small backpack, and trotting inside.
It was the Crown Prince, Ye Qinghan, who was four years old this year and a preschooler at the Angel Kindergarten.
As soon as Ye Qinghan entered the room, he sweetly addressed everyone: “Xiaoshi, Baoyu, Xiaojun.”
Xiaoshi was a nickname that Ye Qinghan had given to Ye Shiting, Baoyu was the nickname for Yi Yujian, and Xiaojun was the nickname for Ye Junqing.
Yi Yujian responded to him and handed her son over, introducing Ye Xingguang: “This is your aunt.”
“Star.” Ye Qinghan promptly came up with a new nickname for Ye Xingguang.
Yi Yujian chuckled helplessly: “This child, he’s asking for trouble.”
“No problem, you can call Ye Qinghan.”
“Star, you can call me Da Han.”
Ye Qinghan put down his backpack, hopped on the sofa, and once he had positioned his small body, he lifted his head confidently: “Xiaojun calls me that, right, Xiaojun?”
Ye Junqing ruffled his nephew’s hair, seemingly unwilling to answer him, but upon seeing the child, Ye Junqing was reminded of the pamphlets delivered by the civil affairs department in the morning.
He found and returned to the living room with the pamphlet from the dining table, handing it to Ye Shiting.
“In the past, the state provided assistance in finding partners, and now it plans to help with childbirth?”
Ye Shiting read the pamphlet and chuckled: “This is indeed the first policy I enacted after taking office, and it’s also a benefit that Yanbei agreed to yield in exchange for the use of pardoning power. During his tenure, he had organized the national medical team to develop an incubator, that can now be clinically used. If you and your sister are interested, you can sign up to be the first batch of pioneers.”
“What is it?” Ye Xingguang was curious.
Ye Shiting handed the pamphlet to Ye Xingguang: “It can spare you from the discomfort of pregnancy, and you won’t have to lie in for a month.”
Yi Yujian, who had experienced pregnancy, knew all too well how tormenting the process could be, not to mention the excruciating labor pains. Ye Shiting had once visited the hospital to experience childbirth for empathy. The experience was so harrowing that even he had screamed out loud. After the experience, he firmly opted for a cesarean birth for his wife.
Even so, postpartum complications had tormented Yi Yujian. One could only understand the brutality of childbirth through the experience or sincere concern for their wife – hence, his support for state-sponsored childbirth.
The current aging situation in “A” country was becoming increasingly severe, and young women were reluctant to have children. Thus, it was necessary for the state to find ways to alleviate women’s childbirth pain while effectively increasing the population. The incubator was indeed a blessing.
While Ye Xingguang was still reading the pamphlet, Yi Yujian already expressed: “I want to sign up to give Da Han a younger brother.”
“Baoyu, I don’t want.” Ye Qinghan decisively refused, grumbling: “Just a sister.”