Xing Mo felt that her stomach began to ache at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, her body had suffered too much injury, Chen Yan was extra careful since she was pregnant, and she would not go out again after eight o'clock in the evening, and she rarely participated in social gatherings and drinking parties, everyone said that the most romantic young master of the Chen family in Beijing had become a wife and slave, Chen Yan almost immediately found out that Xing Mo's state was wrong, picked up the person and ran to the hospital, shouting in the house, which provoked the old lady of the Chen family to be so frightened in the middle of the night that he almost didn't catch his breath.

It hurt for more than five hours, at six o'clock, the little guy landed, Mo Qiao and Chu Xin in Beijing came to the hospital to help in the early morning, at nine o'clock, Yang Minglang 1 and Susan also hurried to arrive, the ward was very lively, Xing Mo's face was a little pale, she desperately wanted to give birth smoothly, she really frightened Chen Yan, the child was born without a few glances, grabbed Xing Mo's hand and asked east and west, causing several friends to sigh.

Susan turned on the video to connect Xiaoli and Qu Qing, after the picture was clear, the two looked like they were in the car, Qu Qing's voice screaming came from the mobile phone, and Xiaoli was also yelling anxiously, "Cheng Zimu, can you drive faster, Xiaoqing's amniotic water is broken, oops, Fang Yi, you open it for me, do you want to strangle your daughter-in-law by hugging it so tightly?"

After a period of chaos, the phone was cut off, and after more than ten minutes, he called again, and Xiao Li asked with a crackle, "Chen Yan, is Momo born, boy and girl, how is her body, oops, you flashed, the camera turned away, I don't look at you, I look at Momo and the baby." ”

"Momo, how are you, are you okay, Xiaoqing is going to give birth, this will be inside, Fang Yi, bastard, don't let me in, I'm angry, you take care of it, when Xiaoqing's side is stable, I'll go to see you, you tell me about the baby." ”

"Xiaoli, don't worry, you sit down first, you shake my head and make me dizzy, I'm fine, the baby is fine, six and a half pounds, six and a half pounds, it's a boy, you take care of Xiaoqing, I'm fine, everyone is here." ”

"Okay, okay, hey, I think I heard crying, let's go see it together."

As soon as the picture turned, I saw the doctor coming out with the child in his arms, Fang Yi accompanied Qu Qing in the delivery room before he came out, Cheng Zimu took the phone, Xiaoli carefully held the child in his arms, and his eyes suddenly turned red, "Momo, it's a girl, it's so cute, she's so small, it's so good, you and Xiaoqing, a boy and a girl, it's so good"

Xing Mo's eyes here also slowly turned red, and he kept saying that it was good, it was good.

Chen Yan hugged her in his arms and breathed a deep sigh of relief, yes, their group of people finally ushered in the ultimate beauty.

On a sunny day, Chen Yan returned to Qingmei Town with Xing Mo and the child, Xiaoli was five months pregnant at that time, and she had to hold a child of Xing Mo and Qu Qing in one hand, so frightened that Cheng Zimu threw off the slippers and hurried to help her.

The name of the child of Chen Yan's family was obtained by Mrs. Chen, Chen Kangle, which means peace, health, happiness and happiness.

The female doll of Fang Yi's family is called Fang Lishu, which was obtained by Cheng Zimu, and she took the song of Li Xing, and knew the meaning of knowledge.

Xiaoli was forcibly pressed by everyone on the soft collapse of the yard, the people are getting bigger and bigger, the child's temperament has not changed at all, the two children are crawling and playing on the crawling mat, Chen Yan and Fang Yi have simply become a model of a good father, followed before and after, Cheng Zimu went to bring the fruit out, several people looked at each other and smiled in the warm sunshine, the breeze blew, and the fragrance of green plum blossoms full of trees wafted in, intoxicating.

Time passed slowly, and in the words of several people, they talked about the past and remembered the light years.