Chapter 87

Song Weiyi looked at Pei Yibai in embarrassment, did he not die until the Yellow River? Isn't it the Haikou that she boasted at the beginning?

Want to hear the answer, right? Then she has an answer that satisfies him.

"What's the matter? I'm in good health and have such a good physique. It's definitely not a problem to have a football team. It's just that if I have so many children, whether I can afford it or not is a problem."

As far as the situation between them is concerned, it is absolutely unbearable, so Song Weiyi boasted about Haikou without any fear.

"Football team?" Pei Yibai stroked his chin.

Isn't this the same way of giving birth as a sow?

Song Weiwei is now twenty-two years old. If he had one child every two years, he would have to be in his forties to be the main force of the football team.

This time is a bit long.

Furthermore, if there are frequent births, it will ultimately affect his welfare. Obviously, Pei Yibai will not get much benefit from this matter.

Not enough, Pei Yibai didn't change his words, instead he followed Song Weiyi's words, intending to frighten her.

"This is what you said yourself. If you want to say, raising a child is of course not a big problem. No matter how hard it is, you can't suffer it, can you? That is, I don't know if you are afraid of hardship. After all, childbirth is also quite painful." He said Smile meaningfully.

Song Weiyi shook his head happily and denied, "Am I this kind of person who is afraid of suffering? I am not."

Anyway, it is impossible to really have so many births, so what are you afraid of?

"Oh? Really? Well, let's have twelve."

What?

Pei Yibai looked at her quietly, with an extremely serious expression.

"There are so many people, and I also like a lively home. It's really lonely to have one or two babies."

Actually, this is just a joke, right?

"My mother wanted to hold a grandson a few years ago. If you gave birth to so many grandchildren in a row, she probably couldn't close her mouth from smiling, and she would have no time and energy to care about other things. At that time, they will bring A few children, there is no problem at all."

The more he said, the more serious Pei Yibai's expression became, and Song Weiyi turned pale with fright.

"It's because your mother is too tired. At this age, she should enjoy a good life. It's hard work to bring up children."

"No, she must be very happy."

"Hehehe, don't be so serious, I was just joking just now." Song Weiyi knelt down, some jokes really can't be taken.

"But, I'm not joking, twelve, one not too many, one not too little." Pei Yibai emphasized with a serious expression.

Song Weiyi "..." will never talk nonsense in the future.

"Only, this week is Dad's birthday, you must attend, otherwise Dad will really annoy you." There was a beeping sound from the tablet on the bed.

Hearing the news, Song Weiyi remembered that he was still chatting with Fu Qishan, turned his head quickly, reached out to touch the tablet, and took it out of the bed.

"Let's watch after drinking the water." Pei Yibai frowned, thinking it was Zhao Mengmeng chatting with her.

"Oh." Song Weiwei took the glass obediently, and carefully swallowed half of the glass of water.

Pei Yibai conveniently put the cup back, but did not let Song Weiyi go, letting her continue chatting.

Instead, he broke her shoulders and made her face him, "How is the wound healing in the past two days? Open your mouth and let me see."

In order to heal the injury quickly, Song Weiyi was on drips every day, several bottles a day, his left hand was pricked and swollen, and he had to change his right hand as a last resort.

Seeing the bruise on the back of her hand, Pei Yibai didn't want her to continue to suffer like this, but as the nurse said, the wound on Song Weiyi's tongue did heal a lot faster when these medicines were injected into the body.

"Okay." Song Weiyi sat down obediently, opened his mouth obediently, and stuck out his tongue.

The wound has not completely healed, but compared to the bloody and bloody wounds of the previous two days, the current situation is much better.

There are still a few heavy tooth marks on the tongue, which are inlaid very clearly, Pei Yibai looked at it, and his face sank again.

Her injury reminded him all the time what crime Song Weiyi had suffered.

"Does it still hurt?" Pei Yibai gently stroked her lips and asked in a cold tone.

"It's much better, can I skip the porridge today?" Song Weiwei blinked.

After drinking porridge for several days, her mouth became so tasteless. Except for porridge and plain water, she couldn't eat anything else.

"no."

Unceremoniously rejected by Pei Yibai.

"If you can't, then you can't." Song Weiwei snorted softly, at worst, he could bear it for a few more days, Mengmeng is really annoying, knowing that she can't eat a lot, but she always brings fruit and cakes to the ward.

"My sister asked me to go back on the weekend to celebrate my father's birthday." Song Weiyi took a look at the message from Fu Qishan, and held it in front of Pei Yibai so that he could see it clearly.

"This weekend? Your dad's birthday?"

Song Weiyi nodded, "Yes."

"Then are you going?"

The Fu family is a place of right and wrong, including Rong Jing'an, everyone is eyeing Song Weiyi, wishing to push her into the wolf's den.

Pei Yibai naturally didn't want Song Weiyi to go.

Song Weiyi twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a smile. "If nothing happened to Mr. Sheng, I guess I wouldn't go back."

But because of Fu Zining's intervention, Song Weiyi decided that she would break through the wolf den of the Fu family.

"Of course, husband, you also have to accompany me back home." Song Weiwei made a request obediently.

Otherwise, it would be boring to go back alone.

"It's decided? Are you afraid that Fu Zining will do something to you again?" Pei Yibai didn't say no outright, even though he didn't want her to go back, he wouldn't completely stop her from doing anything.

"If she has the guts to do something bad on such an occasion, she might as well let her go."

When the time comes, don't blame her if you mess up your father's birthday party.

"Well, then I'll accompany you back." Pei Yibai readily agreed.

"Husband, you're so kind." Song Weiyi's face was full of joy, thinking that Pei Yibai would definitely not agree, but he didn't expect that he not only agreed, but also agreed very happily.

"Not for you, but for whom?"

Song Weiyi grinned and said in his heart that I will treat you well, better than you treat me.

"No injections in the afternoon, I want to go out to get some air, the ward is suffocated, and it smells like disinfectant, okay?" After discussing the business, Song Weiyi began to make other requests.

In the past two days, Aunt Zhao's stomach was uncomfortable. Mengmeng had only been here for a while, and went home to serve the pregnant woman again. Song Weiyi was bored to death.

"Where do you want to go? What to do?"

"Just go for a walk in the garden. Anyway, it's not my legs that hurt me. Is there any problem with this request?"

Seeing the longing pleading on her face touched the softness in Pei Yibai's heart.

Although he was in the ward these days, he spent most of his time dealing with company affairs and ignored her instead.

But today the matter has almost come to an end, and Song Weiyi made this request again, Pei Yibai nodded in agreement. "Change your clothes."