The inescapable ex

Chapter 210

Liang Fengrong is now dreaming of holding a grandson. The last time Wen Xian was pregnant, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth now. Now that she knew that she was also pregnant, she could almost imagine how regretful she would be.

"No, no, I have to call my mom quickly," Zhang Shengguang quickly took out his mobile phone and called the landline in the house, "Hey, mom... I have good news for you... Haha... Definitely good news... Xie Huai Pregnant...Really...I just finished the checkup with her...It's been a month...I know...I will take her annual leave in two days and bring her back...Don't worry, I will take good care of her...".

Xie Huan silently followed him and listened to him talking cheerfully. After calling Liang Fengrong on the phone, he immediately announced the good news to his brothers one by one. I could almost recite it, "I said you might as well go to the TV station and say it, and I'm sure all Chinese will know it in a while."

"Hey, you don't know that. Of course, I have to tell my good brothers about such a happy thing. Earlier, I told Nan Feng and the others that if you were pregnant, you would invite them to dinner at night. We must celebrate tonight. child."
Xie Huan said angrily: "If you want to treat guests, at least you have to get married after you invite them. Now it's not a glorious thing to get pregnant before marriage."

"What's the matter, anyway, everyone has decided that we have been entangled for many years, and it looks like we've gotten married." Seeing that her expression was not gloomy, he quickly said, "How about we...how about getting a marriage certificate today?"
She froze for a moment, looking at him like a monster.

"If we don't go, the Civil Affairs Bureau will also take annual leave. It's not bad for us to register and get married at the end of this year," Zhang Shengguang said with a smile.

"You're in such a hurry, I'm not even prepared," Xie Huan said with shame.

"Didn't you always prepare in your heart these days? Anyway, the registration after the new year is no different from the registration now. Let's go." With an idea, Zhang Shengguang also became impulsive like a stimulant, and without a word Start the car.

"What are you doing, the household registration book is still with your parents."

"Yeah, I forgot." Zhang Shengguang slapped his thigh, feeling extremely annoyed. He really thought that he would marry her at the end of this year. Go to work, let's be the first to register."

"Do you have to be the first or the last?" Xie Huan raised his forehead.

"They always register on special days, like Valentine's Day and Christmas." Zhang Shengguang looked jealous: "My assistant Jia Bo and her girlfriend both registered for the Qixi Festival this year. It's like mixing oil with honey."

Xie Huan rubbed his hair and put his elbows on the window, as if he had heard him nagging before, but at the time he thought he was a mess, "Actually, I think that choosing a romantic day to get married is just a pursuit of sentimentality. It is to live a down-to-earth life, as long as the relationship is stable, it doesn't have to be a good life, and you can live a lifetime."

Zhang Shengguang was slightly shocked, and reached out to hold her, "That's right".

"Mr. Zhang, please look ahead when driving." Xie Huan straightened his face in a funny way, "Please note that there are three people sitting in the car now, and there is one in the stomach. You should pay more attention to your safety."

"Yes, Mrs. Zhang", someone smiled and nodded like garlic.

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In Zhang's house, Liang Fengrong held the microphone for a long time before suddenly putting it down as if she was sober, and then turned her head to Zhang Weiquan who was on the sofa and said, "Old man, Huanhuan is pregnant."

Zhang Weiquan adjusted his presbyopic glasses and put down the remote control. His wrinkled eyes behind the lenses were full of excitement. After a while, his eyes calmed down before he nodded and sighed, "I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant." Well, these two people have been tossing and tossing for more than ten years, and they are finally pregnant."

"Yeah, it's not easy for us to look forward to this child." Liang Fengrong burst into tears with a smile, "I thought it was impossible to see the two of them bloom and bear fruit in this life. When I saw Huanhuan so determined back then, I thought they were the same. Impossible."

"What happened in the past... oh... don't mention it anymore, just thinking about it makes my brain hurt." Zhang Weiquan tapped his temple, "Fortunately, Ah Jing is married now, Wen Xian has a child, and the two of them have settled down. , these three children finally figured it out today, well, our Zhang family has finally survived, and next year the family will have a few more children."

"Fortunately, Ah Jing is married now, Wen Xian has a child, and the two of them have settled down. These three children have finally figured it out today. Well, our Zhang family has finally survived. We will be together next year. A few more children have been added."

"Really, either you are not pregnant, or you are both pregnant, but I think the two of us can't bring it together." Liang Fengrong said happily: "The few of them are not expected to bring children. When I see it, I have to invite two Just a babysitter."

"Please, just please, our family can't afford a nanny." Zhang Weiquan narrowed his slightly serious eyes and smiled. His white hair and wrinkles on his face were reflected on the clean stove surface, and he couldn't help but think back to that year. The scene when I went to Banziwan to pick up Xie Huan...

Before you know it, the children are getting older, and they are all getting old too.

In the evening, Zhang Sijing and Wen Xian came back together, and the couple told him about it at the dinner table.

He was about to scoop up soup for Wen Xian. When Liang Fengrong said that Xie Huan was pregnant, he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the throat suddenly. The pain was astringent, but his hand still didn't forget to scoop up the soup, but his head seemed to forget himself. What are you doing, just lower your head and scoop it into the bowl one by one.

"Brother Jing, enough soup," Wen Xian reminded him, but he didn't notice it until the soup in the bowl overflowed, and he woke up with a hot feeling in his hands, and immediately put down the bowl, his palms and backs were covered with grease.

"Brother Jing, are your hands burned?" Wen Xian quickly took out a tissue and grabbed his red hands and wiped them back and forth.

Her voice was soft and worried, and "Brother Jing" made him seem to return to the way Xie Huan called him when he was studying, and it was the same.

He smiled and held her hand back, smiling slightly, "It's okay, I just remembered that Huanhuan had a miscarriage in the past, and Guangzi was a bit careless and sloppy in some ways, so let him take care of it."

"I also asked Huanhuan to come back first, but he said he would take care of it, but he has changed a lot now. Huanhuan's birth is not easy. I think he is more nervous than us." Liang Fengrong I ordered some rice sauce and said, "But when Huanhuan comes back in a few days, I have to talk about it. She just cares about work."

"Yeah", Zhang Shengguang nodded, bowed his head and said nothing, just ate the food quietly, or occasionally helped Wen Xian add food and rice.

After dinner, Wen Xian chatted with his parents downstairs, and then he went to the study. Only here could he be quiet enough for a while, and he sat on the chair for a long time. The pain is light and shallow, but after a long time, the skin and flesh are broken, and the flesh and flesh have not healed well, and the scar will hurt when it is pressed down.

He took out the safe in the bookcase, opened it, and took out half of the diary and a thick stack of postcards that he had been keeping carefully. Over the years, a few pages fell off, and he stapled them together again, only paper It's getting older and older, and he didn't dare to look through it in the past two years. He knew that there was another person's fingerprints on it.

Many, many years ago, she also turned over the pages in the distant England.

Now he was just doing what she was doing repeatedly.

He can almost memorize her diary backwards, but every time he reads it, he can feel the warmth and sweetness. She loved herself deeply, and she put herself in her heart.

But she was pregnant, and she was going to be a mother soon.

The former little girl was going to be a younger sister, and he was going to be a father.

She will soon be Zhang Shengguang's wife, and he is also Wen Xian's husband.

He suddenly remembered the faint look in her eyes at his wedding last time, and suddenly he was not sure, did she really have a place for him in her heart.

The distance between them was getting farther and farther, and suddenly he was a little scared and took out the postcards she sent him from the safe. There were seventy or eighty postcards, all of which were sent by her when she was traveling abroad.

He sat under the dim lamp and watched intently one by one.

"Hey, brother Jing, guess where I am now, do you think the buildings behind are familiar, I am under the Egyptian pyramid, guess what I thought, I thought of the "Daughter of the Nile" you gave me when I was young comics…".

"Hehe, is the little boy next to me very dark, tell me, was I as dark as him when I was young...".

"Finally caught up with the Oktoberfest in Germany. It's very lively here, but I always feel that something is missing...".

"I was alone in Moscow, caught up with the winter, and suddenly felt very sad and depressed. Maybe I was homesick again...".

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He watched and pressed these postcards against his chest, as if hugging the most precious memories. Perhaps, these are the only things left between him and her.

(End of this chapter)