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Qi Meilan stared at Yang Xingyu's face for a long time, as if trying to discern whether his words were sincere or not.

After watching for a while, she showed a gentle smile and whispered: "Have you decided on the names for the two children in my belly?"

Yang Xingyu was a little surprised, "Do you need me to start this? Didn't I agree that these two children will have your last name?"

Qi Meilan nodded slightly, with a slightly complicated expression, "I hope they can take your last name, but didn't I lose to Zhen Xin?"

Before Yang Xingyu could answer, she sighed softly and said, "But you are their father after all. I think it's up to you to name them! Aren't you willing?"

Yang Xingyu shook his head slightly, "How is that possible? Of course I am willing."

Qi Meilan: "Then when you have free time recently, just think about it! Come up with better names for them."

Yang Xingyu nodded slightly.

His eyes subconsciously looked at her belly that was blocked by the dining table.

When she came in, he had actually noticed her belly, but maybe it was because the down jacket was too thick in winter, or maybe it was because the child was still young. In short, he didn't see any difference between her belly just now and before.

"After this New Year, I will pack up my things and go to Xiangjiang to raise the baby. I will come back when the baby is born."

Qi Meilan suddenly took the initiative to bring the topic here.

When Yang Xingyu asked her when she was going to Xiangjiang just now, she not only didn't answer the date, but also mocked him.

Now that Yang Xingyu stopped asking, she took the initiative to tell him.

It feels a bit like being held back and trying to retreat.

Yang Xingyu nodded again.

I was a little worried that she would encounter many difficulties in raising a baby and giving birth to a child in Xiangjiang, a place she was unfamiliar with, so I wanted to arrange for two people to accompany her.

Before he could say anything, he heard Qi Meilan smile and ask: "Hey, when the child is born, will you go there?"

"what?"

This question stunned Yang Xingyu because he hadn't thought about it yet.

Qi Meilan: "Don't you want to see your children for the first time when they are born? Do you want to give them a hug?"

Yang Xingyu smiled slightly and nodded, "I definitely want to! When the baby is about to be born, you notify me and I will go there to accompany you early."

Qi Meilan nodded, but then said, "But if it's not convenient for you to come over then, that's fine. I can understand."

Yang Xingyu understood what she meant.

Because he and Zhen Xin are about to get married. By then, he will be a married man and suddenly go to Xiangjiang. If Zhen Xin learns the reason why he went to Xiangjiang, he may cause big trouble.

"I'll try my best to arrange it."

He said so.

After the meal, Qi Meilan stood up to help clean up the dishes. Yang Xingyu tried to stop her several times, but he could not dissuade her from helping. When she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to wash the dishes, Yang Xingyu said no more.

He put on his apron, washed it first, and asked her to sit and rest.

But she didn't listen.

She stood at the door of the kitchen, watching him wash the dishes in the sink with his back to her.

"Go sit and drink some tea! Don't stand here."

Yang Xingyu turned around to persuade her again.

Qi Meilan smiled and shook her head, watching him washing things with half-squinted eyes, and said softly: "Sometimes I think, how wonderful it would be if you were just an ordinary chef!"

"What good?"

Yang Xingyu didn't look back and asked casually according to her words.

Qi Meilan: "Of course! If you are an ordinary chef, as a chef, your salary is not low. Although you do not have a decent job like a white-collar worker, your cooking is delicious, and I have been greedy since I was a child. With your skills and your sweet words, you will definitely be able to catch me. In that case, no one will compete with me, at least Zhen Xin will not compete with me, are you right?"

Yang Xingyu turned his back to her, still washing dishes.

After a few seconds of silence, he deliberately deviated from the focus of the topic and said, "Then what if I can't catch you?"

Qi Meilan frowned slightly, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "Then just grab it!"

Yang Xingyu followed her words and asked, "What if I can't grab you either?"

Qi Meilan looked at his back speechlessly, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said in a more serious tone: "Then you steal it!"

Yang Xingyu, who was washing the dishes, still didn't look back. With a complicated smile on his face, he followed her words and asked, "What if I can't steal it either?"

Qi Meilan's eyes looking at his back were already very unkind. This time she was silent for a few seconds, gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "Then get out!"

Yang Xingyu: "..."

Yang Xingyu, who felt that she was already a little angry, fell silent.

I didn't dare to provoke her anymore.

In this way, there was silence between them, except for the sound of washing dishes and chopsticks.

After a moment of silence, Yang Xingyu suddenly smelled the aroma of shampoo getting stronger. Before he could turn around to see where the aroma came from, he felt a pair of hands hugging him.

Qi Meilan hugged him from behind.

She folded her hands on his chest.

Upon noticing this, Yang Xingyu stopped washing his hands.

Qi Meilan's soft sigh came from behind, "This is the place where we used to have a tryst, and now you have bought it. I think, I think when we are in this house in the future, we can go back in time to the time when we were still talking. Is it good when you’re in love?”

Yang Xingyu's heart suddenly softened a bit.

Qi Meilan said softly: "I don't care about other places, and I won't affect your life, but when we are in this house, I hope that we will remain the same as before. No matter how time flies, our relationship will last forever." When we stay before we broke up, can you...please promise me?"

Yang Xingyu, who had thought many times before about being a good husband and father after getting married, felt at this moment that his heart was shaking and his will was collapsing.

He suddenly wanted to return to his original intention.

He remembered that when he first decided to ride in two different boats, he thought that life would only last for decades. Since he liked them both, he would pester them for decades.

Till the day my life ends.

If in this life, he is still the same as in the original time and space, dying at the age of 41, then the rest of his life is not long, and there is really no need to worry about some things.

"Promise me?"

Qi Meilan's voice came from behind again, and this time there was a hint of prayer in her voice.

Yang Xingyu put down the wet rag in his hand, grabbed a dry rag next to him, and wiped off the water stains on his hands. Then, he put down the rag and held her hands on his chest.

……

The New Year is here as expected.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve.

Yang Xingyu returned to his hometown, posted couplets, and worshiped his ancestors with his father.

As in previous years, when he was worshiping his ancestors and kowtowing to his ancestors, he couldn't help but think of Qi Meilan asking him to name his child.

Because at this moment of worshiping his ancestors, he thought that at this time next year, there would be two little guys with his blood flowing in the world, and they would be the next generation of their Yang family.

It's a pity that these two children will never have the opportunity to follow him and kowtow to their ancestors on New Year's Eve every year.

This is a regret in his heart. And this regret was turned into the idea of ​​giving these two children good names as soon as possible.

This year’s New Year’s Eve dinner is even more sumptuous than last year’s.

There are also more smiles on parents’ faces than last year.

When the family of three was having New Year's Eve dinner together, his parents were still talking about the upcoming wedding. The sixth day of the first lunar month was the wedding day of Yang Xingyu and Zhen Xin.

When talking about this topic, Yang Xingyu's parents' faces were full of longing smiles, and the more they talked, the happier they became.

Yang Xingyu listened quietly.

When drinking or eating food, he would only answer a few questions when his parents asked him some questions. At other times, he was like an audience, watching his parents chatting about his marriage at the table.

The cell phone would ring from time to time, and every time it rang, it was basically his employees sending New Year blessing text messages to him, the boss.

Occasionally, someone will call to say New Year greetings.

When the New Year's dinner was finished, it was still bright outside and night had not yet fallen.

This is their tradition here. Every family has New Year’s Eve dinner earlier every year. Some families start eating New Year’s Eve dinner just after 12 noon. Those who eat it later usually start eating at two or three o’clock in the afternoon. .

After the New Year's Eve dinner, we turned on the TV, drank tea, ate melon seeds, and fruits, and chatted.

Yang Xingyu was sitting in the wooden fire barrel in the living room, holding a tea cup and watching the LCD TV on the wall. The Spring Festival Gala had not even started yet.

He was so bored and too lazy to move that he didn't even want to reply to text messages on his mobile phone.

In fact, he knows that these days, many people who have just acquired mobile phones like to send each other messages to wish each other during the Chinese New Year.

In the original time and space of 08, he was also like this.

But after all, his heart is already old. A few years before his rebirth, he gradually got tired of celebrating the New Year and sending unnutritious New Year greetings to each other.

This mentality continues to this day.

"Mom! Isn't mommy pregnant yet?"

Yang Xingyu, who suddenly thought of this, turned to ask his mother, who was filling a thermos bottle not far away.

Fang Xiaomei looked over after hearing this, with a wry smile on her face, nodded and said: "Well, I haven't heard the news yet, so maybe I'm not pregnant yet! Alas! I don't know what's going on. It seems that your mother had given birth to a child before. She should be able to give birth, but why has she been with you for so long and her belly still hasn’t moved? It’s really strange!”

Yang Qingshi, who was sitting in another wooden fire barrel watching TV, his face darkened, and he sighed: "I advised you to go to the hospital for a check-up. He went, but nothing was wrong."

Fang Xiaomei: "I also advised your little mother to go to the hospital for a checkup, but nothing was found wrong. Do you think it's strange?"

Yang Xingyu: "..."

This answer cast a shadow over Yang Xingyu.

His brother-in-law Yang Qingsi is his reference.

Yang Qingsi of the original time and space died very young, never married, and had no children. Yang Xingyu of the original time and space was in a similar situation.

After rebirth, of course he wanted to change his life trajectory and his original destiny.

Therefore, he conveniently changed Yang Qingsi's fate, so that Yang Qingsi, who had never been married in the original time and space, got married.

He wanted to see if his uncle Yang Qingsi's other fate would also change after he embarked on another life path.
For example: Will we no longer die prematurely?
For example: Can I give birth to one or two children?

Are life span and having children determined by fate?

However, Yang Qingsi has been married for more than a year, but there is still no news that his wife is pregnant.

This made Yang Xingyu unable to help but think wildly.

He couldn't help but wonder whether the two children in Qi Meilan's belly would be born smoothly?
Can it?
Thinking about it, he couldn't help praying in his heart, hoping that these two would be named Qi in the future, and if they didn't follow his surname Yang, they would not be considered descendants of his Yang family. In this case, even if Yang Xingyu was destined to have no children, these two The child should be born smoothly.

Rather than continuing his family's legacy, he hopes his two children can come into this world healthy.

For him, as long as his child can come into this world in good health, it is not that important whether he continues the legacy of their Yang family.

Then, he couldn't help but think of Zhen Xin again.

He couldn't help but wonder if Zhen Xin could be pregnant with his own child in the future?

If I am destined to be childless, does that mean Zhen Xin will never be able to conceive my child?

can you?

The science he learned from childhood to college told him that he should not be superstitious, as these were all random thoughts.

However, the experience of rebirth told him - rebirth can happen, so you still don't believe in fate?

The more I think about it, the more confused I become.

He simply took out his mobile phone and planned to reply to those text messages to divert his attention and prevent himself from continuing to think wildly.

Because if he thought about it further, he felt that he might not be able to help but persuade his uncle to find someone to borrow the seeds.

Because even a child born from a borrowed seed is considered his brother-in-law's child, which can be regarded as changing his original destiny.

"Mr. Yang, happy New Year and may your family be happy!"

"Happy New Year, boss!"

"Boss, congratulations on getting rich! Good luck in the New Year!"

……

In the text box of the mobile phone, there are hundreds of messages of blessing.

Yang Xingyu replied casually.

After replying for a while, I thought it was too troublesome, so I simply chose to send a group message to everyone in my mobile address book with a New Year's blessing text message.

After all, a text message only costs ten cents, so it’s not like he can’t afford to send it.

After sending the group message, he looked for Zhen Xin's name in the text message box. He wanted to see if Zhen Xin had sent it to him.

After searching for a while, I couldn't find it.

He figured she was waiting for him to make the first move.

And he had already sent a group message just now. Thinking that he had also sent a group message to her when he confessed his love to her, and also sent a group message for this year's New Year, he individually clicked on her previous text messages and sent her another sentence.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

As soon as the message was sent, his phone seemed to be infected by a virus. It kept buzzing and new messages popped up like mushrooms after rain.

They were all replies to the group message he had just sent.

It's like poking a hornet's nest.

He couldn't help but laugh, and his mood felt much better.

After a while, Zhen Xin's reply came, "Watching TV, how about you?"

"Me too."

Yang Xingyu replied these three words to her amidst the ding-ding-ding sound of his cell phone.

Still, new messages continued to pour into his phone, attracting the attention of his parents.

Fang Xiaomei: "Xiaoyu, why do you have so many text messages on your mobile phone?"

Yang Qingshi: "Is your phone broken?" (End of this chapter)