Do you want a brother or sister?
Is mom pregnant with the second child?
He, having realized what was happening, looked immediately towards Zhang Wanxin's belly.
It was very flat; there was no visible sign of pregnancy.
Maybe it's because she just got pregnant not long ago, and it's not showing yet.
"Mom, are you pregnant with the second child?"
"Yes, it's been almost half a month. I just found out a few days ago."
As Zhang Wanxin spoke, she gently rubbed her still-flat belly with an expression of anticipation, "We already have a little man at home, hoping this time it's a little cotton-padded jacket."
She actually was pregnant with the second child...
Lin Zichen felt it was so sudden, even more so than when Shen Qinghan announced her pregnancy.
After all, Zhang Wanxin was in her forties, and in a few years, she would be old enough to be a grandmother.
This unexpected second pregnancy was truly surprising.
By the time the child is born, Lin Zichen would be twenty years old.
With such a big age difference, he could be a father himself.
Lin Yansheng took a sip of soup and casually said, "Ever since you and Han Han went to college, the house has been too quiet, and your mom and I are not used to it."
"Thinking of holding a grandchild feels like it's so far in the future."
"So your mom and I agreed on the spot. While we're still in our early forties and there's still a possibility, we thought we'd try for a second child."
"Then, after trying for about two and a half months, we finally succeeded in getting pregnant."
"..."
"I see."
Lin Zichen nodded, indifferent to his parents having a second child.
As long as the parents are happy, it doesn't matter if it's a second child, or a third, fourth, or fifth.
The family isn't short on money, and the parents don't need to run around working to support the family; they can afford to raise any number of children.
Having children around to liven up the house is quite nice.
...
At 11:45 p.m.
Lin Zichen finished dinner, took a shower, and sat leisurely on the bed browsing news on his phone.
Not long after, Shen Qinghan, who had also finished dining and showering and was dressed in a set of light pink pajamas, came to join him for sleep.
"Xiao Chen, Aunt Xin is actually pregnant with a second child."
Shen Qinghan took off her slippers, sat on the bed, and shared the surprising news with Lin Zichen.
Lin Zichen laughed, "My parents are so eager to hold a grandchild they couldn't wait for the two of us, so they took matters into their own hands."
Shen Qinghan asked curiously, "Xiao Chen, do you want a sister or a brother?"
"I'm fine with either, but my parents especially want a daughter."
"It's natural for Uncle Lin and Aunt Xin to want a daughter since they already have you as a son; they certainly want to try different parenting experiences with a little girl."
After finishing, Shen Qinghan inquired, "Xiao Chen, when we get married in the future, should we have a son or a daughter first?"
Lin Zichen: "Just have twins directly, a pair of dragon and phoenix for both son and daughter."
"Which should come first, the son or the daughter?"
Shen Qinghan felt torn: "I feel a combination of an older brother and younger sister is very loving, but I also think an older sister and younger brother pairing is quite nice, it's really hard to decide."
"What's more, choosing names for a son and a daughter, there's really so much to think about."
"Especially taking care of a baby, I think that seems hard."
A lot of information isn't publicly available online; most lesser-known data usually requires asking someone who knows.
Soon, Lin Zichen sent the photos he just uploaded online to Yuan Dongzhi, Song Yuyan, and Liu Chuanwu.
The first of these three comes from a prominent family and had wide-ranging knowledge; perhaps he would recognize these mysterious symbols.
The other two specialized in research, having studied many ancient artifacts unearthed from ruins; it was quite possible they would recognize these mysterious symbols.
...
Several minutes later,
Yuan Dongzhi and Song Yuyan replied one after the other.
They replied quickly, but their responses were disappointing.
Both said they didn't recognize the symbols.
"Only the dean left..."
Lin Zichen murmured to himself.
...
More than an hour passed.
Shen Qinghan had fallen asleep, quietly curled up in Lin Zichen's arms, sleeping sweetly.
Lin Zichen wasn't sleepy, scrolling through news on his phone.
It was nearly 1:30 a.m.
Liu Chuanwu replied.
Lin Zichen quickly opened the chat box and found that Liu Chuanwu had sent a voice message, not text.
It was a 38-second voice message.
Such a long voice message clearly indicated that there was some result.
Not wanting to disturb Shen Qinghan, Lin Zichen specially got out of bed to get his earphones.
Once he had put on the earphones, he immediately couldn't wait to play the message and hear what Liu Chuanwu had to say.
"Where did you see these symbols?"
"I feel a bit familiar with them."
"But I can't remember where I've seen them for the life of me."
"Now that I think about it, I seem to recall seeing them on some of the ancient objects at the research institute."
"Here's the plan, tomorrow morning I'll go back to the research institute and check for you. I'll let you know by WeChat if I find anything."
Liu Chuanwu's voice sounded a bit breathless, as if he was exercising.
On closer listen, you could faintly hear the crisp sound of applause mixed in, along with the barely perceptible cheering of women.
They were cheering things like "Go, Old Liu, give it your all, one shot for a million, ten shots for twenty million!"
Upon hearing the cheers in the voice message, Lin Zichen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Seriously, couldn't he have paused his other activities when sending a voice message?
Did he have to multitask?
Lin Zichen silently mocked in his mind, but soon after, he began to admire Liu Chuanwu.
One had to say, the dean was truly a role model.
To pull in sponsorship for the research institute, he went out every night to exercise with his old flames.
It was the kind of story that silenced men and brought tears to women, touching all of Jiuzhou's ten great people.
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