Chapter 1462: Words and Deeds of a Couple (190)

"Xiao Qi, Sang Yu, here, here." Song Yiyan shouted excitedly, but she was afraid of waking up the two little ones next to her, so she deliberately lowered her voice.

Ling Sheng didn't know why she, a woman who had just given birth, was so energetic, and her complexion was better than when she hadn't given birth a few days ago.

When she gave birth to Xiao Xuetuan two months ago, she was exhausted after giving birth, and felt like she was half dead, and her life was over.

She was still pregnant with her second child. Logically, the second child should be much better than the first child, but she was not. She was even weaker than when she gave birth to Xiao Qi. It took so much time to nurse her to get much better.

"Where's my brother? I want to see him." Little Sangyu ran over with sparkling eyes and short legs. After a look, she locked onto the little one on the bed. Seeing that both of them were asleep, she covered her mouth and tiptoed over, saying softly, "My sister is here too."

Jun Shiyan was following behind. When he went to pick up Little Sangyu and Little Qi to go home, his wife called and said she wanted to see Song Yiyan. She didn't wait for them to get home, but asked An Yan to send them over.

Little Qi looked at the two little ones on the bed and curiously stretched out her little hand, wanting to touch the face of her brother and sister to see what was the difference.

Little Sangyu reached out and hit the back of his hand: "Brother Xiaoqi, you haven't washed your hands yet. Grandma said that the skin of a newborn baby is very tender and prone to allergies."

Little Qi's hand stopped in mid-air, grabbed her hand, and seriously pulled her towards the bathroom, saying as he walked: "You haven't washed your hands either, let's go together."

Song Yiyan looked at Little Sangyu and Little Qi, and then shifted her gaze to look at the two people sleeping soundly beside her. When they are the same age as Xiaoqi and the others, they will also be so loving. She felt very happy just thinking about it.

Little Qi and Little Sangyu quickly washed their hands and came out, standing beside them eager to try, wanting to touch it, but a little nervous, afraid of hurting the baby.

When Little Sangyu stretched out her hand.

Little Qi directly held her hand, looking very serious: "Don't touch it, I'll touch it for you and tell you how it feels."

When Song Yiyan heard this, she looked at Ling Sheng with a complicated look in her eyes. No way, this little guy Xiaoqi is so precocious? It's not what she thought!

Ling Sheng glared at her. What was she thinking about? How old are Xiao Qi and Xiao Sang Yu? How could they think so much? Look at what she was thinking about every day!

After Xiao Qi touched her, she said seriously: "No sister's face is soft, you touch it."

Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that it's not what she thought. Oh my God, look at her imagination. How can a child have so many thoughts.

She has a dark mind and needs to reflect on it.

Ji Xing went home to get something for Song Yiyan. When he came back, he saw that the ward was already crowded with people.

Song Yiyan called him over and introduced him happily: "This is Xiao Xuetuan."

Ji Xing glanced at the little guy in her arms. Xiao Xuetuan, of course he knew it. Why did she suddenly tell him this so seriously?

Song Yiyan smiled and continued: "If your son works hard, Xiao Xuetuan will be our future daughter-in-law."

If the stinky boy at home doesn't work hard, there's nothing we can do. He doesn't know how to cherish such a good opportunity. He deserves that he can't find a wife.

Jun Shiyan looked at the couple who were happy about this matter, and glanced at his wife with resentment. He was not happy, not happy at all!

But his wife had already agreed to it.

He decided that he must educate his daughter well in the future, and not get too close to the boy from the Song family. He was thinking about taking away his precious daughter before her hair grew up.

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Since Song Yiyan got it done, except for the month of confinement, she was forced to stay at home every day and was not allowed to go out. She almost went to find Ling Sheng whenever she had the chance.

When Xiao Bingqiu was seven months old, he could speak. The first words he said were not "Mom and Dad", "Grandpa and Grandma", or "Grandfather" who kept talking in his ears every day, but "Tuantuan" who was just learning to speak.

Of course, it was all Song Yiyan's credit. She kept talking about Xuetuanzi in front of her son every day, and she wanted to take her son to play with Xuetuan every day. Even if she couldn't go, she would show him a picture of Xuetuan.

When children are just learning to speak, they are most easily influenced not by their parents and family, but by the little guys who are about the same age as themselves.

But Xuetuan spoke too late. When he was nine months old, he could only babble and could not speak a word clearly. His favorite thing was to play with Xiaobingqiu.

When Xiaobingqiu was eight months old, he could already walk.

On the day before her first birthday, Xiaoxuetuan, led by Xiaobingqiu, finally took her first step. Without any help from anyone, she could walk by herself.

On Xiaoxuetuan’s first birthday, not many people were invited. Jun Shiyan and the two ancestors of the Huo family did not want so many people to see their cute little baby and think about him.

Song Yiyan brought her son here every day, and the two ancestors of the Huo family had already complained. If Song Yiyan was not likable, Xiaobingqiu was cute and sweet, and she would call them when she saw them, they might have driven them away long ago.

On the birthday.

Huo Xiao wanted Xiaoxuetuan to do the one-year-old celebration, and the traditional Chinese customs could not be missed.

He personally prepared a lot of things, including pens, ink, paper, inkstone, jewelry, musical instruments, and anything that Xiaoxuetuan could carry was placed next to him.

Then, Huo Xiao held Xiao Xuetuan and put her in the middle. He ran to the front of the piano model and shouted excitedly: "Tuan'er, here, great grandfather is here."

Ling Sheng and the others were watching from the side.

The eight-month-old little ice ball is a little genius compared to children of the same age. Not only does he speak clearly, but he also walks very steadily. Xiao Qi and Xiao Sangyu hold his hands on the left and right, looking at Xiao Xuetuan.

Zhuazhou is all about excitement.

Huo Ci holds an emerald ring: "Tuanzi, grandpa is here."

Nangong Lengyu holds a book. For girls, the smell of books is important. It is best to be like a mother-in-law: "Tuan Tuan, grandma is here."

Su Xiyin looked around and finally chose a golden abacus. She looked at the little guy with a loving and doting smile.

The others also picked one thing each and called Xuetuanzi.

Xiao Xuetuan has been able to understand words for a long time, but she can't speak with her babbling. Sometimes when she wants to speak, she can't speak, and she cries anxiously.

At this moment, the little girl looked at the familiar faces, all calling her, confused, staggered like a little penguin, and turned around, aiming at Huo Xiao's direction.

Huo Xiao smiled happily like a flower, and said: "Yes, Tuan'er, come to the great grandfather's side, the great grandfather's side is the best."

The little snowball took a short step and ran towards this side, grinning with two cute little rabbit teeth.

Huo Xiao was full of joy, and glanced at the others proudly, let's go, Tuan'er still loves him as the great grandfather the most.

Who knew that when the little snowball came to the front, he didn't go to Huo Xiao, but pointed directly at the direction of the little ice ball and hit it directly with his head.

The little ice ball was about the same height as her and thinner than her. After being hit, he still wanted to hold her, but he was so small, how could he have such strength.

Xiao Qi and Xiao Sangyu wanted to hug their younger brother and sister, but it was too late.

The two little guys had fallen to the ground.

The little ice ball was pinned down by the little snowball, who held it tightly. The little guy babbled and finally uttered two words incoherently: "Ball...ball."