Chapter 376

The smile on Lu Nancheng's face froze and he looked at Mr. Wen. All the men were big pig hooves.

Mrs. Wen didn't expect that the little girl said everything. She immediately waved to her. She ran happily. The little boy sitting beside Song Jin looked at her and muttered, "little fool."

Song Jin thought it funny and made fun of him.

"You're talking about sister?"

"Well, I'm not."

"Little friend, how old are you?"

"I'm as old as my sister, but I came out before her, so I'm a brother."

Song Jin knew that they were twins.

She pulled the little guy over and blushed with embarrassment. She only sat on her side, but not on her lap.

Mrs. Wen said: "this child has been so awkward since he was a child. When he was a child, no one was allowed to hold him except me. When he held him, he would cry."

"So cute."

"He was beaten by his father."

The little guy is so angry that he doesn't cross his head. He has short hands and legs. He even tilts his legs, but he puts his legs up.

The more Song Jin saw it, the more fun she felt. Maybe she was really old and began to like children.

If she married early at her age, maybe all her grandchildren would have come out.

Song Jin teases the little guy again, and all she says are golden sentences. For example, you women just like smelly beauty and shopping, but the little guy unexpectedly praises her for her beauty and nice nails.

Mrs. Wen narrowed her eyes and said, "I've been a Yangou since I was a child, and I've been a Yangou since I grew up."

"But we are so handsome that we should have a beautiful wife."

"I'm also very angry. I guess I'm a bachelor."

The little guy is not convinced: "Dad can find a wife, I'm sure I can."

“……”

Mrs. Wen was blocked and had nothing to say. The little guy's eyes were bright. He took the initiative to hold Song Jin's hand and said, "aunt, you must have a beautiful little sister."

Song Jinle: "can't you have a little brother?"

The little guy thought for three seconds: "it's not impossible. I prefer my little sister. If she is as beautiful as my aunt, I prefer her."

Mrs. Wen Tucao: "make complaints about a dog."

Song Jin laughed: "your son is so funny."

"Ah, my teeth are itching with anger."

The laughter on their side once again startled the man who was talking about things over there, and they just came over. Lu Nancheng stood behind Song Jin and put his hand on her shoulder naturally.

The little guy nestled in her arms. When he saw her uncle coming, he immediately turned his head away.

Song Jin looked back and said, "are you finished?"

"Well, you had a good time."

"Well, children are very interesting."

Lu Nancheng, a college classmate, got married early. At that time, he went to the island to attend their wedding. Several friends who knew each other laughed at him for getting married too early and not being able to have a good time. Now he began to envy him, with his wife and children on his side. There were four sweets in his family.

He thought about whether he and Song Jin would have this day.

Song Jin gets up. Mr. Wen hugs the sleepy little girl and gently coaxes her in his arms. Mrs. Wen leads the little guy. The family of four stands in the orange light, very soft.

"Come here first today, and you'll take the children back."

"Well, next time we get together, there are plenty of opportunities."

"Well."

They came out of the private room. Lu Nancheng took her to see them off before getting on the bus. After the car started, the little guy waved to her and called her beautiful aunt.

Song Jin is in a good mood tonight. She is smiling even when she gets home. Her hands still seem to have the touch of children's hands. It's soft and slippery. It's very fun.

She looked sideways at someone and said, "your friend got married so early. The children are so old."

"Well, Xiaojin."

"Well?"

She lies prone on the bed to see past, Lu Nancheng sits on the bedside, big hand begins to throw hooligan.

"Let's have a child, too."

Facing his sincerity, Song Jin hesitated for a few seconds.

"You don't want it?"

"No, let it be."

"Well, we won't do anything in the future. Let it be."

“……”

This time his determination is very big, Song Jin feels his flat abdomen, faintly feels bloated.

Because of what he said before going to bed, she had a dream at night In my dream, I'm really pregnant. I have a big stomach, and I can't even see my toes. My stomach is so big that life becomes difficult. I can only squat at home every day and go out with three or four servants. The most important thing is that because I'm pregnant, she becomes ugly. Her face starts to grow spots and her stomach has lines. She's not a beautiful song Jin.

She cried sadly in her dream. As a result, Lu Nancheng began to dislike her ugliness. She went home late every day, and even didn't go home, leaving her alone in her old house.When he was about to give birth, he didn't show up. He was pushed into the delivery room by the doctor. As a result, her leg came out first and she had dystocia.

When the doctor went out to find someone to sign, she couldn't find anyone. Just when she felt that she couldn't survive and was about to die, suddenly the light on her head came on and the dazzling light fell down. She saw her soul floating out of her body. It turned out that she died in childbirth.

At that time, she began to cry and vowed that she would find Lu Nancheng to settle the accounts when she was a ghost. She wanted to strangle him.

Xu is crying so much that Lu Nancheng is woken up. He raises his hand and turns on the light to wake her up.

Song Jin's eyes are closed, but tears flow out, stained on the pillow, wet a small piece.

"Xiao Jin, wake up."

Lu Nancheng shook her several times before waking her up.

Song Jin's long black eyelashes are stained with tears. She looks at him with tears in her eyes. Her dream is so terrible that she doesn't want to slap him on the neck when she wakes up.

Lu Nancheng didn't move. She locked her eyes tightly. She was worried in her eyes: "what's the matter? Have nightmares? "

She had a hoarse voice and said, "it's OK."

"What do you dream of?"

"Nothing."

Song Jin turned over and stopped crying, but she was still sobbing pitifully. Lu Nancheng turned off the light again and lay down and gently pulled her into her arms.

"I bullied you in my dream?"

"Hum."

"It seems so."

Hit him when you wake up, don't you.

"What do I do in my dream that is so hurtful?"

"You make my stomach big, and then you don't care about me, and you don't come back even if you leave me in my old house. Later, I died in childbirth, and you didn't even come to see me."

"That's a dream. Reality doesn't look like that."

Song Jin does not speak, small face buried in his chest, feeling his powerful heartbeat.

Fortunately, it's just a dream, and the old aunt is going to die of grief.

Lu Nancheng coaxed her low, but she didn't feel sleepy and opened her eyes in his arms.

Do you have such a dream? Are you afraid of having a baby subconsciously? Or is he subconsciously afraid that he will leave himself?

Song Jin didn't know, but she held him tightly.