Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

After a while, the door of the delivery room opened again, and Lin Wanyue was pushed out.

Song Jiajun rushed to the side immediately, looking at the pale and haggard Lin Wanyue, not knowing where to put her hands.

"Wife, baby."

Lin Wanyue opened her eyes dazedly when she heard the man's voice, and had no strength to speak. She blinked at him and closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

She was asleep, but Song Jiajun was shocked. What flashed through his mind was the scene of the Empress's hemorrhage in the Empress's Biography that Lin Wanyue had dragged him to watch some time ago.

Shuhe saw that her son-in-law's face turned pale in an instant, and he was about to lift the quilt with trembling hands.

She quickly pressed Song Jiajun's hand, "What are you doing!"

What is this dead child crazy about again?

"Mom! Mom! My wife closed her eyes! Mom!"

"Doctor! Doctor! What happened to my wife?! Isn't she fine? She just opened her eyes and looked at me!"

Shuhe:......

Lin Mingde:......

Old man:......

Chunsheng:? ? ? ? ? ?

Shuhe didn't want to care about this son-in-law at all. Didn't his mind stay at home!

Didn't you say you read a lot of books? You didn't remember anything, right!

The doctor was startled by Song Jiajun's scarlet eyes and said quickly: "Madam is fine, she just fell asleep because she was too tired."

Song Jiajun was relieved to know that his wife was fine, and followed the mobile bed back to the ward.

Shuhe sighed at the son-in-law who didn't even turn his head, and said to the doctor at the door: "Just give me the child, thank you doctor."

Song Jiajun stayed by Lin Wanyue's bed, holding her hand all the time, and didn't even let the nurse come in.

After a few hours, Lin Wanyue finally woke up.

Song Jiajun immediately came to Lin Wanyue's face, his voice was unbelievably gentle, "Wife, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Seeing Song Jiajun's nervous face, Lin Wanyue smiled weakly, "I'm fine, just very tired."

"Thank you for your hard work, wife, are you hungry? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Lin Wanyue shook her head, "No, where are the children? Boy or girl?"

Song Jiajun was stunned, boy or girl? I didn't listen carefully! I just knew there were two.

But it doesn't matter, if you have any problems, find your mother.

Song Jiajun turned his head to look at Shuhe who had just come in, "Mom! Is the child a boy or a girl!"

The nurse following Shuhe twitched at the corner of her mouth. She was almost dying from being strangled just now. You didn't hear anything she said!

Shuhe said angrily: "Boy! Two boys!" So annoying!

Song Jiajun couldn't believe it and raised his voice, "Both are boys?!"

Shuhe nodded coldly, "Yes! Both! Are! Boys!"

Song Jiajun's dream of having a little princess was shattered.

He took a step back. It didn't have to be a daughter, so a son would do.

"Who does the child look like?"

Shuhe smiled. Lin Wanyue always felt that her mother's smile was a bit evil now.

"Like you, both look like you, very similar!"

Song Jiajun:......

None of them looks like my wife? What kind of bad luck is this!

What's the point of raising two little versions of myself!

The resentment around the man was almost condensed into substance. Lin Wanyue smiled and poked the man's leg, "I want to see the child."

Song Jiajun's face changed in a second, and his tone was extremely gentle, "Okay, I'll bring it to you right away."

Lin Wanyue thought that the child born from the genes of the two of them must be extremely handsome!

But the moment she saw the child, Lin Wanyue was silent, and Song Jiajun was silent too.

Shu He looked at the two grandsons with a smile, "Look at these big eyes, they will definitely be handsome guys in the future!"

Lin Wanyue looked at the two wrinkled children with a hard time describing. How small are their eyes? How can you tell that they are big eyes?

But she didn't dare to offend her mother now, so she leaned close to Song Jiajun's ear and whispered: "The son is a little ugly, what do you think?"

Song Jiajun secretly looked at his mother-in-law, and then looked at his son in the cradle, "A little."

Shu He didn't know that the two people were slandering her grandsons. She was so happy to see the two identical little faces that she kept praising them.

"I don't know how many girls these two little guys will charm when they grow up! They will be able to live a prosperous life by relying on their looks in the future!"

Lin Wanyue couldn't listen anymore, "Mom, I don't think it's that outrageous. If you want to eat the rice of appearance in the future, you should work harder."

It is likely that she will need plastic surgery.

Shuhe glared at her daughter in dissatisfaction, turned around and patted her two grandsons, coaxing them softly, "Mom, you're talking nonsense, our Dabao and Erbao are the best looking!"

Dabao? Erbao? The best looking?

At this time, Chunsheng also rubbed over a little bitHe came and poked his head between his sister and brother-in-law, "Sister, I also think that my nephews...are a little...ready."

The three of them nodded in unison.

Lin Mingde prepared the milk powder and brought in a bottle with Grandpa Song. Grandpa could see the disgust in his grandson's eyes at a glance.

"Children are like this. When you were born, you were not as good as Dabao and Erbao! Wait until you are one month old and you will see how handsome you are!"

Song Jiajun said it was impossible, even if his son was not more handsome than him.

"Who named Dabao and Erbao?"

Hearing Lin Wanyue's words, the old man and Lin Mingde looked at Shuhe.

"Isn't it nice? I saw that in novels, twins are called like this. It's cute!"

Lin Wanyue wanted to argue, but she received the oppressive gaze of her mother and shut up silently.

You are the mother, you are right.

"I've chosen the nickname, have you two chosen the real name?"

The old man took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "If you haven't, I have it here. I looked it up in a lot of books. You two can just pick one."

Lin Mingde leaned over to take a look, then took out his phone and opened the memo, "Old man, yours is not good. Look at what I have chosen. I looked it up in the dictionary."

"What are you looking at, Song Jiayi, Song Jiaer, are you looking up the dictionary or the math book? Besides, this is the same generation as Ajun, and you are naming Ajun's brother!"

"You are not much better! Song Jianguo, Song Jiandang, Song Weimin, what era are these names from? Ajun's name must not be chosen by you!"

Old man Song: ...I really didn't choose it.

The name Song Jianguo was originally reserved for Song Jiajun, but it was vetoed by his wife.

Shu He put the empty bottles of the two children on the table and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "Take a look at mine, Song Zihan, Song Zihao, Song Zijun, how are they?"

Lin Wanyue thought they were not very good. In recent years, there have been too many people named Zihan, Zihao, etc., almost catching up with those named Zhang Wei.