The real determination of the child's gender is a week after the wedding.

Jane Huan lay on the table, her clothes lifted up, and the instrument moved on her slightly bulging stomach. The doctor specially enlarged the picture, and then asked Huo moting to see it by himself. He smiled and said to the slightly nervous mother to be: "there will be no mistake this time. The flagpole is standing there!"

"Is it a boy?" Jane Huan asked foolishly.

The doctor nodded and said patiently, "it's a little boy."

"... is it a man again?" the prospective father opened his mouth unexpectedly, in a tone very different from that of the prospective mother.

The doctor was surprised at his attitude. Although the times are progressing and it is no bad to have boys and girls, generally speaking, the husband will be more excited when he learns that his wife is pregnant with a son than when he learns that he has a daughter in his stomach. However, the "father to be" stares at the small flagpole in the picture and doesn't know what he is thinking.

……

On the way home, Jane Huan was in a low mood. She hadn't spoken since she got on the bus. Huo moting noticed it and turned to ask her what happened while driving.

"Do you dislike that I can only have a son?" Jane Huan turned sideways and looked at him, feeling very wronged in her heart.

"Why do you think so?"

Huo Mo Ting took her hand and held it soothingly. He spoke in a gentle tone: "it's the same for me to have a son and a daughter."

"That's not what you just said." the mood of the pregnant woman came.

Jian Huan thought of the word "you" when he was looking at the picture of the instrument and poked his nerve endings. It was clearly disgusting.

The child's gender is really different from what Huo moting thought, perhaps because there is already such a child at home. If there is another one... He paused when he saw Jian Huan and said, "as long as there is no more Huo nianyan."

This is not a good word.

"Nianyan is the most sensible and obedient child I have ever seen." Jian Huan was unhappy and seemed to deliberately sing the opposite tune with him: "I just want to have another one like nianyan. At that time, it will be as beautiful and smart as his brother -"

“……”

Huo moting didn't argue with her for fear of making her angry. He followed her words: "you can live whatever you want, as long as you remind me to sign the informed book."

As a result, Jian Huan was even more unhappy. He felt that he was perfunctory and didn't talk to him until he got home.

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Huo Mo Ting thinks that women are a kind of magical animals. One moment ago, they looked at you affectionately. The next second, they turned their faces and didn't recognize people.

Since the topic of "giving birth to a son or daughter" broke up unhappily that day, Jane Huan has ignored him for several days and slept with her back to herself at night. Fortunately, she didn't drive him out of the master bedroom, but I don't know where she brought a thin blanket and lived with him.

Every evening, when he came home from work, as soon as he looked up, he could see the woman sitting on the balcony reading.

The weather in late June this year is not too hot.

Jane Huan asked Xiao Liang to help. She moved a small glass round table to the balcony and put two rattan chairs. At the time of sunset, she went to the balcony to read with a cup of warm water. Huo nianyan often danced too happily in the villa after school. Finally, Jane Huan escorted her to the balcony to do her homework.

In the afternoon, Jane Huan went to the supermarket with Aunt Li and didn't forget to bring a bag of fresh strawberries to the little guy.

Huo nianyan was lying on the small round table with a pen in his fat little hand. As he was doing his homework, his eyes rolled. A Book knocked on his forehead. He 'ouch' and Jian Huan's warning on his head: "concentrate on the topic."

The little guy hummed, twisted a big strawberry, stretched his neck and read the book in her hand: "what book are you reading?"

Jian Huan put the book up -- financing, M & A and corporate control.

Huo nianyan left the corners of his mouth and didn't understand it. He knew four words in nine words and joined, and, company and company.

When she saw a black Range Rover coming from a distance, Jane Huan immediately put down her book, picked up the water cup and took a sip. The little guy tooted his mouth and muttered in his heart that he had to install it again. Install it, ha ha

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At dinner.

Huo nianyan looked up, looked at his silent father and little Jane who had a quiet meal. He cleared his throat and seemed to mention inadvertently: "Wu Liaoming had a birthday yesterday. Today he went to school and brought a small cake."

Jane Huan remembered that the little guy's birthday was in the last few days of June.

"What gift do you want?" she asked.

Huo nianyan glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and peeled the lobster shell: "this, do it yourself."

……

In the evening, when taking a bath for the little guy, Jane Huan found a big bruise on his calf.

Huo nianyan disagreed: "when playing football with people, I accidentally bumped into people."

This is not the first injury in these days.

At the wedding, the little guy fell, broke the porcelain and cut his thumb.

As a result, the injury of the thumb was not cured. The next day, he accidentally slipped in the school toilet and bumped and swollen his cerebellar bag melon.

In less than two days, I hurt my leg again.

Put on his pajamas for him. Jane Huan went to get the medicine box. When she applied medicine to the little guy, she thought of his birthday and asked his advice: "why don't you invite your classmates to play at home?"

Huo nianyan was happy in his heart, but he was reluctant on his face: "since you like this, that's it."

Jane Huan looked at his affectation, smiled, touched his wet little head, patted his little ass and urged him to blow his hair.

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