"There are also those like you." Wen Zehao stared at his son carefully.

Ruan Bingyue nodded vigorously: "Well, yes, he is the crystallization of our love."

"Honey, little Chenchen is growing up day by day... I feel... very happy, as if he understands everything, look at him..." Ruan Bingyue continued to stare at her son.

"He is such a small person... as he grows up slowly, I can feel that he is mine now, and when he grows up, he will not be mine anymore." Ruan Bingyue had a bitter smile on her lips.

"Huh? Not yours? Whose?" Wen Zehao raised his eyebrows in doubt.

"It's his wife's, alas..." Ruan Bingyue thought about it, in fact, what good is it to have a son, the daughter is the mother's caring little padded jacket.

"Fool...that's your son too, and will always be your son." Wen Zehao felt that Ruan Bingyue was a little sad.

"That's right, there is not much time for his wife in the future." Ruan Bingyue said with a smile.

"Let's have another daughter. As you said, a daughter is also a considerate little padded jacket." Wen Zehao was eager to have another daughter.

Ruan Bingyue sighed: "Daughter... What if she is a son again?"

"Then son, two sons are fine, don't you think my brother and I are fine?" Wen Zehao felt that it didn't matter.

"If you want, we can have three children and have a daughter." Wen Zehao stared at her tightly with deep eyes. "Pfft..." Ruan Bingyue smiled after hearing Wen Zehao's words: "I have three children, what kind of society is this? I still have three children, so I won't be laughed to death. Forget it, I am It is impossible to have three children, but the second child can be considered, no matter what

It's a son and a daughter. It's fine to have two, but don't think about three. "Ruan Bingyue is very serious.

"Okay, then two, two are also very good." Wen Zehao wanted many, many children, anyway, he was able to raise them.

But... Ruan Bingyue is tired.

Women have a hard life, and childbirth is a woman's business. Once a woman has a child, her body will not be as good as before.

"My wife...Actually, I feel sorry for you. You hurt so much when you gave birth." Wen Zehao held his hand tightly, sighed, and looked at her with distressed face. "If you really feel sorry for me, treat me well and be nice to me." Ruan Bingyue thinks it's worth it: "And...Actually, although it hurts a lot this time, the subsequent blows are painless. It doesn't hurt like they say

That's an exaggeration, okay. "

Ruan Bingyue thinks about it now, it's pretty good.

The process of giving birth was also very smooth.

When the cervix was fully opened, Ruan Bingyue gave birth to the baby with a few pushes.

This is also thanks to her son, who is very cooperative.

"Don't worry, I think giving birth to you is the happiest thing." Ruan Bingyue leaned in his arms and smiled happily.

"I really think I am very happy. You see, there are so many people around me and caring about me. How can I not be happy?" Ruan Bingyue was easily satisfied.

In particular, Wen Zehao was able to be by her side when she gave birth, which made her feel particularly satisfied.

"Since you think it is a very happy thing to have children for me, then you can give birth to more children for me to make you happier." Wen Zehao squinted his eyes and looked at her wickedly.

"Pfft..." Ruan Bingyue smiled: "Forget it, I would rather let go of this kind of happiness for a while, and you can give me other happiness."

"Hahaha..." Wen Zehao laughed after hearing Ruan Bingyue's words.

Ruan Bingyue also laughed: "Hahaha..."

"Husband... when will you go back?" Ruan Bingyue felt that this issue must be addressed squarely.

The two of them knew that it would be difficult for both of them when they mentioned this question, but they still had to ask.

"After a year." Wen Zehao's tone was a bit heavy.

"About when?" Ruan Bingyue's heart ached slightly, but she was actually reluctant.

"Wait until you're two months old, I'm going back." Wen Zehao had already taken some extra vacation.

"Oh." Ruan Bingyue nodded.

"What about you, do you want to go back with me and take our son?" Wen Zehao looked at Ruan Bingyue with longing eyes.

Ruan Bingyue is hesitant, it is impossible for Ruan Bingyue to separate from her son now, she is reluctant.

Ruan Bingyue knew that if she was separated from her son, it was not that her son could not do without her, but that she could not do without her son, so she never thought of separating from her son.

If she wanted to go back to An County with Wen Zehao, she would definitely bring her son there, but she didn't want her son to live there.

The living conditions were too harsh.

"I don't know." Ruan Bingyue sighed: "I think our son is too young, only two months old."

"Then when your son is older, you go back with me and wait for the weather to be better?" Wen Zehao asked.

Ruan Bingyue bit her lower lip, looked at Wen Zehao with big watery eyes, and sighed: "Let's talk about it then."

"Okay. Let's talk about it when my son grows up." Wen Zehao nodded.

This year's vacation, he has already finished his vacation, and he has no time to take another vacation, so it is unlikely that Wen Zehao will come back to see the two of them.

Unless there are special circumstances.

"Husband..." Ruan Bingyue just called her husband, and didn't say anything after that.

"Huh? What's the matter? Tell me." Wen Zehao knew that Ruan Bingyue had something to say.

"Is there a good chance you will be transferred back?" Ruan Bingyue never thought before, how could Wen Zehao be transferred to such a remote place.

There are no direct tools.

Whether you are flying or taking a high-speed rail train, you have to make a stop.

Under such circumstances, even if Ruan Bingyue wants to take her son to see Wen Zehao in the future, it may not be easy.

well……

"If there is a chance, there must be a chance." Wen Zehao seemed to be telling himself.

"Oh." Ruan Bingyue just grumbled lightly.

Have the opportunity.

It's just a chance. Besides, even if there is a chance to be transferred back, I don't know when it will be transferred back.

How long will she have to wait, how many years?

hehe……

Ruan Bingyue felt her heart go cold.

Today's New Year's Eve, Ruan Bingyue told herself not to think too much, not to think about these sad things.

No matter what the day is, it can always come.

Wen Zehao could feel Ruan Bingyue's displeasure, hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead, and said nothing. Time passed slowly.